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His First Love, My Last Hope

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 675    |    Released on: 17/06/2025

e safe in Et

ent was there, in its

my hands surp

ut the baby,

faltered. Could

loe' s triumphant smirk,

ironment to bri

om this toxicity, even if

. My leverage, perhaps, or just something I n

be independent o

desk where Ethan probably signed his part

t clause again. Fair division of ass

s about the principle. The clean

my signature neat a

c act of

f what we could ha

h, the hope, al

etness to it, a sad a

or Ethan t

, as usual

he looked surprised to se

al normalcy, a smile tha

idn't expect

, a habit he' d picked up

d my he

said, my

g in the air

altered. "W

he video

e to look momen

? What

yes gave

bother to

nuptial agreement acros

t a di

at me, his expression shifting

think. Chloe was upset, it

excuse. P

t I didn' t try to hide. "Is that what you call kis

doesn' t matter what you call

is hair, a gesture he m

e are complicated. She'

cut him off, my patience gone. "I care about

again, a flicker of something –

long, theat

h. If this is

ant ag

tely, his phone buzz

already shifting. "She needs me. She

p, prepari

on of her, even now, was a

, my voice cold, precise. "I want this done

hat, a flash of

harder than it ne

of the study, out of the

s receding, the front door

itate. He didn

ack finally came, a silent, w

thing. His indiffe

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