My Ruthless Ex Demands Me Back

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tepped into the blinding California sun. She bli

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walked toward

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to get back to prepare f

passenger seat. He didn't turn around, just grunted in greeting. This man h

about how much time it was a waste for someone to drive all that way to pick her up

lur. Her fingers unconsciously fiddled with a USB-like object in her pocket. It was

dinary middle-class family home in a featureless

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this was just another deal. She was a bro

im of all responsibility. "Clean family background. Given your situat

echoed in the air

ring a perfect, submissive ma

a visibly breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that

stripped of all personality, as if she were just a temporary visit

pale face. Three years of "treatment" had taught

n the mirror, "This i

ia" restaurant-a high-end establishment that shimmered with

tting and laughing, their lives untainted by scandal. This wa

dorned ring on her ring finger-a relic of a divorce settlement-and she

owards a private room at the back. They were like a group of plane

oment, but the distance was t

laying on her lips. It was utterly ridiculo

Miss Kayla Curtis?"

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ly, gesturing for

in the crowd in the distanc

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