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A One-Night Stand With Her Ex-Husband

A One-Night Stand With Her Ex-Husband

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Chapter 1 My Ex-Wife, A Slut

Word Count: 971    |    Released on: 21/02/2025

you won't bother

led to the brim, before looking up at the man sitting across fro

rks for. But in the course of his work he repeatedly tried to get close to her. Her colleague a

and their supervisor was unusually angry,

e for Roy and to try to persuade F

ngly beautiful face, but it was her perfectly tailored suit th

enticing than women who wo

ged casually on the sofa and flashed a confident,

and drained them in one go,

hen stood up and extended her hand t

e inter

ng smile. Slowly, he stood up and grasped he

r is smart, sending such a beaut

grip, pulling Cynthia into his embrac

ands were sliding down h

re willing to spend the night with me here, I can buy yo

her smile intact. She pushed his hand away from

y to bump into someone coming toward her.

olor drained from her face, t

he'd encounter him h

rown, the man who had di

hat day still ec

But remember, if I ever meet you

e swore to ruin her stoo

through her, stirring her nerves. E

ked at her coldly, as

ngly beautiful man, his features were almost feminine, a blend of al

aze on Cynthia and wrapped an arm around his, a

replied nonchalantly, as if h

nding beside Cynthia, and a cold smile appeared on

g arm reaching out to grab Cynthia by the

less, chilling anyone who dared to look. "So, you've had

p, and the crowd around the

een with fury. He looked at Cynth

on her neck, squeezing so tightly

ed to vanish, leaving only the cold, mocki

han before, but her eyes had

dear ex-husband." she grimaced in pain, but still managed to mock h

lashed with an icy storm, and a dea

uldn't help but shudder, sensing that he might

red to in

o pull his hand off her neck. "Lucien, w

s as if he could only see

speration creeping into

tossed Cynthia aside, sendin

ain shot through her. The spilled wine spla

her. The crowd stood

at her, his gaze as

er, not sparing her a sing

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