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Get the APPNeglected Wife: Hidden Heiress's Cold Revenge
Chapter 3 No.3
a nightma
r, but only three people were eating.
he other, banging them rhythmically against the ri
tried to cut her chicken, but the
she sai
s phone. He was scrolli
Eliana said.
f bread. "Oh, Eliana, let him express himself. He's a m
is mother's praise,
wn. "It's not about spi
d the table, his heavy shoes thudding on the Persian rug.
photos, sat a single, small silver frame. It was an old, black-a
. The only thing she had managed to smuggle out
bbed th
outed. "Old pe
blood w
not loud, but it carried a vibration th
Uncle Hayes said this is his ho
frame high a
p, her chair scraping vio
thre
it downward with all the force h
hattering on the marble
m went
t the shards. The photo lay face
face crumpled. He opened his mouth and
a second. She rushed to Leo, fa
screamed at Eliana. "You ye
broken glass. He recognized the photo. A flash of guilt cros
stern. "He's a child. You didn't
look at Hayes. She didn't look at Feli
nelt
aid. "You'll cut yourself
round the photo paper. A shard of glass, sharp as a scalp
inch. She did
ripped onto the white marble. It smeared o
the glass dust off her mothe
perated now. "We can get it restored.
the photo to her chest, staini
," she whispered. "Th
know that. Look, I'm sorry, okay? But look at Leo.
raised her eye
It was the look of a building that had been con
ize?" s
said. "Be the
g out from Felicity's shoulder, a sm
for three years. The man she had protected from t
not," El
. Blood dripped from her hand, leaving
going?" Hayes c
t say. To call Tal
t kept
he went to the bathroom and ran her hand unde
in gauze. Then she
ialed
I don't care how we do it. I wa
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