The Wife He Betrayed, Now Free
tion, Ava. In a remote mountain community. The con
was nothing left for me here. The city wa
time, the hot water doing nothing to wash away the bone-deep coldness of the priso
up pale and exhausted, da
e arranged a platter of pastries. She saw me a
should all have a 'welcome home'
e dining table. As I did, she leaned
erous. He bought me the most beautiful earrings last week. Oh, and you have to try thes
a knife. I sat in silence, my nails digging
. Ethan ran straight to Scarlett, wrapping h
dering the servants around. "Get the truffle omelet f
ely allergic to. He knew. Of cour
assing her things, laughing at her jokes, a perfect l
e me," I mumbled, pushing my chair
th dishes, was rolling out of the kitchen. A wheel was stuck, and it was veerin
hot soup sat on the top s
think. I
ard, shoving them b
earing heat engulfed my back. The pai
as Liam's face, his eyes wide with a strang
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