Married To The Disabled Ceo

the thick envelope lying on th

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out of

ed in her mind,

, her legs feeling unsteady beneath her. The eyes of the resta

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had to play, she would at

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neede

e turned away from the

**

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it changed

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his pocket. Without

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with some basic human de

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r backed dow

tter t

**

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knew

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, she slid into th

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ly, he

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s breath

had stepped into a game far more