Too Late, Hubby, I'm The Tycoon's Darling Now!

s stern face softening

re you hurt

"Jorge, your house manager is out of control. She actually shoved your future wife. I bet sh

, please don't blame Ms. Peters for this. I think she'

e's face. "You're too kind

glare. "Averie, I never expected you to do somet

he carried Rebecca upstairs

ything, but the sting of Jorge's icy reaction lo

narrowed into a hatefu

less b

insult, her eyes

a sardonic smile. "Maybe you should ask your

and walked out of the Hardy Estate. No matter how many i

ight, turning the streets int

ng the rain to hide her tears as

ment complex-the same place her parents had once

rs, she had ended u

By dawn, she lay wide awake unt

m her best frien

You have to see it. That jerk and

at that, nerves sendi

the news about J

poses to Star Designer Rebecca Morley-

it Averie l

a divorce yet, but he had

on the photos

Averie's attention snapped to the bursts o

gnawed at

e the ones she had designed

used them to propos

truly cared

u're Jorge's wife! The wedding next month is supposed to reveal your id

poured down her cheeks. "Lainey, I can'

Jorge forcing you out just to give Rebecca your spo

or a moment, her voice barely abov

w how far Jorge and Rebecc

Jorge, I'll finally be able to live for myself. I'm done compro

u have to participate in it! I'll put your name down myself. You are meant for gre

ting to watch her best friend g

ie replied with

ard by the quick agreement. "Wait,

said,

! Just wait, Averie. When you show everyone what yo

ney venting nonstop about

's coming to hi

Averie found herself d

ts, she felt each word like

k like they belong togethe

d clearly adores her. Rebecca m

laces with her. He tr

slid from Averie's chee

t message from J

house tomorrow for the divorce. I'll transfer five hun

s away, read his messag

ka