The Placeholder Wife: His Too Late Regret

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e car,"

Spencers since before I was born, slammed on the brakes. Th

ite. He wasn't looking at me. He was entirely focused on the v

ice tight with controlled fury. "Don't do a

oldest trick in the book for a girl who

imself than to me. "She's saying she's going to tell him about the sh

e then. Really

go to her

't a qu

our anniversary. After she threw wine on me. To

e talks, the Feds raid the warehouse. We lose m

d his do

e front,"

use

rive. I can't have a driver hear what she might say

ue. I wasn't a wife. I was a vault for hi

dn't

he growl

bed into the driver's seat of the massive SUV, my hand

the Hollan

n I loved to the woman

as waiting on the steps. She wasn't holding pills. She was holding a bottle

efore the car even

yl

his waist. He caught her. He held her. He buried his face in her neck, w

or threatening the family business. He was holding h

hem through the rearview mirror. I

ute, Ethan led h

the back door. "I need to get her to the sa

elling of liquor and triumph. She

e ride, Brooke

pulled her head onto his s

Brooke," he

e lake house. It t

ning to Kylie whimper

m promising her he

e wasn't just a business deal for him. It was a wait

ere waiting. They took Kylie from Ethan with

pen door of the SUV,

"To manage the situation. M

ering wheel until

coming hom

can

the roof o

l meet you at the apart

The door closed, shutting out the light, shutt

nd drove away. I didn't

ver the gravel, I reali

ted