UNEXPECTEDLY THE BILLIONAIRE'S WIFE
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ep down her heart was racing. She masked her nerves behind the weight of her
ith confusion, his brows furrowing so tightly they almost touched. His steps were steady but sharp as he made his way toward her, join
is voice loud and laced with sharp anger. His whole face tightened,
d her hand and pointed straight at the groom. Her other ha
arly, "he's the father o
htening as if the words had knocked the air right out of his chest. His wide, bewi
d, his voice hoar
still-flat stomach as if cradling a secret life. "Y
aybe you don't remember, but it happened. One nig
on, that even she almost believed them. Inside, her heart drummed w
ing just enough to sound wounded. "What about me? What happens to me and our child? You can't j
embling slightly to match the heartbreak i
e, huh? And what about our unborn child?" she asked, her
like he needed space to breathe. "Who... who are you?" he stammered, completely
ing to find the right words. "I don't even
rocodile tears, but convincing ones. She made s
ing. "How could you forget? You used me, left me, and no
that filled the church pews, their fa
"is the father of my unborn child. If this wedding goes on, it's not j
s as she painted the perfect
er voice thick with emotion. "Not when he can so eas
tiffened, the quiet signs of rising anger barely hidden beneath his wedding suit. He took a st
n written all over their faces as the
r, the groom squared his sho
ldly. "If you're telling t
mouth. He was sure she wouldn't know... after all,
h. Her lips curled int
n Maxwell," she answered smoothl
dened as the name hit him like a slap,
, nearly stumbling
e started, but Layla
he held his gaze like a mother scolding a child. "You might've li
g the perfect mix of anger and heartbreak. "Logan Maxwe
weaving the perfect lie. "I remember your face from
ce, the way doubt flickered in his eyes. The more she spok
is voice strained as he tried to an
d her voice, letting the fire of betrayal fill every word. "You got me pregnant
er voice rise with anger. "Yo
and and slapped him -hard- across the face. The sound echoe
he bride, stood
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