Forbidden Lust: A Night With My Husband's Father

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is eye. He reached down, picked it up

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ospital, Martha had already been

ther has an aortic dissection. It's

sent forms and signing without hesitation. Then, as if s

smoothly, around thr

er fingers stiffening as all co

ndred th

vings barely sc

the doctor asked, "Are

forcing her hand to move as

owed, but a life lo

y proved harder than

wealthy students, Joanna had always remained an outsider-her

ink of, but after exhausting every op

turn to? Not Mathew-he was struggling just like her, living on a scholarship with barel

echoing through the sterile hallway. A w

up. "What are

a sleek bank card. "Your father heard about your mother's co

until she arrived in Qakvale for university three years ago that she learned

anna was the child born from that affair. As

t tied her to them and wanted not

ed it," she

your mother is dying, and

tened. "I'll figu

housand dollars? Please. Even if you sold yo

at Julissa, her eyes burning wi

ng that kind of money on such

ve you three minutes to decide. After that, even if

so tightly that her na

a was

hing when life wa

ead. "What do yo

y cared, Martha wouldn't have spent countless nights hunched over h

vey family. The Powell family and the Harvey family have an old marriage pact. Rhys Harvey ju

I'm nothing more than an illegitimate child. And suddenly, I'm

embarrassment flashe

st six months. Desperate for a financial lifeline, they had turned to the H

in Qakvale with nothing but an adopted son, he had built a business empire from th

ersuasion, Owen ha

ys agreed, he would invest in

was undoubtedly his favorite. Owen's constant

Owen frequently overseas, Rhys h

er's future on someone like that. So, s

eful! This marriage was meant for your sister, but out of th

at her, sick t

. "Enough of this.

hat kind of man he was-impulsive, arrogant, uncontr

was no o

r. Joanna wouldn't let her die. Even if she was walking st

er as the last of her

led in tiny crescents. Gritting her teeth, she forc