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I, Cecilia Snyder, was locked in the storage room for three whole days and nights. There was no water, no food, and even my phone had been taken away. Through the door, my husband, Simon Moran, coldly said, "I'll let you out once Sylvia cools off." I sat against the wall, laughing bitterly. Tears streamed down my face. On the fourth day, he came in with a gift. "Honey, I'm sorry." Seeing that I wasn't in the room, he froze in shock. The butler, James, rushed in, panicking. "Mr. Moran, Mrs. Moran has gone through immigration procedures and is now abroad." Simon's hand trembled. The package fell to the ground.