Too Late To Regret: My Ex-wife Married To My Arch-enemy

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ed, "Lynda, a few days ago I smashed your mom's urn, and got my hand hurt by wooden

mphantly, leaving Lynda feeling

band, only visited once, and that was to pressure her into signing

he initiative to pic

here for another half month. D

ut even bothering to find an excuse. Clearly, Charles d

t she might bully Eleanor, when it was Ele

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upstairs and slam

tled. "Charles, Lynda seems

r. No one can make y

ynda will get so mad

t blurted out

ke a poisoned needle. She leaned a

him? Was he convinced she loved him too much

eply, her heart could still

, Lynda was awakened by no

yet when Lynda had begged him to do the sa

picking up chips and feeding them to Eleanor, who

ynda slammed t

m upstairs, Charles instin

inexplicably worried, concerned that Ly

hat even if she knew about his relationshi

door opened

x, dumping its contents into the trash i

d, which he had never responded to, along with all the photos she had secretly taken of him, h

and when his cufflink happened to break, he handed it over without a thought. H

elf bitterly. She had treasured something

be concerned. "Charles, Lynda seems rea

ws tantrums. Just ignore

er pace, closing the door behind her. She leaned wearily

ll thought she was ju

divorced, and the waiting perio

ng-stored liquor and chug

I like girls who stay chaste"-was all it

, it was trul

matter how she changed, he n

ed Charles, Lynda decid

wn until she lost count, when su

and drinking? Can you