The Betrayed Wife's Ruthless Comeback

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shot eyes to the clo

her father was delayed b

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o explanation

in. Elena gripped the phone so hard her joint

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ors of the cathedr

bby. Every single head in the pews snapped forward

stood

familiar, arrogant line. But the large black umbrella in his

brella stood C

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pupils c

n swung directly into her ribs. Her lung

eyes of the congregation. He lowered his head, his lips br

red carpet, walking right past the staring guests, headin

ble murmurs. Someone in the second row

ove. Her knees felt like water, but

na asked, her voice a

s fingers tugging at his dark tie in a gestur

er said, his tone hard and defensive. "She coul

th tears. She shrank back, hiding sl

ed, her voice trembling like a frighte

a tear from her cheek, the sleeve

lights caugh

pels bracelet resting perfectl

opped br

d looked Elena in the eye and told her that specific bracelet

from the soles of Elena's feet straight t

he forced the corners of her mouth up, creating a smile

scream. She

the priest at the altar and gave a single, ri

lmness irritated him, but a soft cough from

trait of Elena's father once. He spent the entire hour hand

as time for the guests to la

d wood. Suddenly, her knees buckl

y the waist, pulling her flush against his chest,

of Cooper's back, Celeste re

d straigh

, Celest

victorious, v

ms. The sharp, stinging pain grounded her. She stared a

p forward, closi