The Billionaire's Little Wife

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girl." Her voice quivered, disbelief and frust

een adopted. Maria clung to him, her only constant, while he was already eighteen, too old to be chosen by a family. The years of rejection had made her tender-he

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you'll say I'm being too emotional. But I felt somethi

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his face. "But you've sacrificed so much for me, Brother. So much that I

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g with memories of the times they had struggled together, scraping

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