Chasing His Ex-Wife Back

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. My tailored dress hugged my figure perfectly, and my hair was styled in soft waves that exuded effortl

ght in every major city. A woman who had built herself from the gr

f the city's most prestigious hotel loomed ahead, glittering with chandeliers and teeming with socia

ghter and conversation washing over me. Heads turned, whispers followe

. "Miss Everett, welcome. We're honored to host you tonight. The mayor wo

a graceful smile. "Th

e stood waiting. I caught snippets of conversation

s stu

The one who made that bil

ted with nothing.

e grin. "Miss Everett, it's an honor to have you her

lied smoothly. "It

r the crowd, scanning the sea of faces. This city held so

through the crowd, exchanging polite smiles and handsha

from a passing waiter, but before I co

liquid spilled onto my dr

ked up, my words

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xpression mirroring my own. For a moment, the noise of the

hed, his voice low a

the glass as I forced m

years. He stared at me, his gaze sweeping over my

started, but

on a nearby table. My pulse raced as memories of the past came

thing else, I heard my

r, and I gasped, fear swelling insi