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Too Late to Beg, Mr. Billionaire: Your Ex-Wife Has Moved On
Author: PageProfit Studio Genre: BillionairesToo Late to Beg, Mr. Billionaire: Your Ex-Wife Has Moved On
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not once had he offered to drive her anywhere. Victo
the car windows was nonstop, and a chilly draft
w Theodore reach out,
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t was gone as
l, holding Isabella gently, comforting her, saying the di
a bitter smile as she turn
the sheets of rain-directionless, jus
top in front of the
got out, Theodo
as feeble, barely hanging on. It sou
have a fever?"
from the chill. "Maybe I caught a cold... I'm not su
glass on the table, letting it crash to
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owned sharply, but the
line. Without another thought,
and looked back at Victoria, his expression
a small nod an
because deep down,
only ever Isabella
the sound of the engine roared to life and faded
, unmoving. A storm of conflicted thoughts swirled behind his still exp
ad w
ria to stop him.
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was dead silent. You
then froze at the faint noise upstairs. She
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voice rising with every word. The h
r own daughter. Never would she hav
th a face full of sorrow, his h
th, voice heavy with d
ld Victoria tur
he leaned weakly against the railing,
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posed to stay s
outside. The second he saw
t are you d
been her
back here felt l
her mouth, but n
and stumbled out of the hou
r! I'm going
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instinctively backed up several st
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ou really don'
abbed Victoria in the c
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.. don't
id ever
n't beli
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'd painstakingly built aroun
was family. You know who I am! And now you wo
s, the pressure in her chest was suffocating,
oria,
ith guilt. He'd always t
t looked like solid evidence, how could he igno
nyone could react, Hannah broke free from his arms
nna
em took of
protective railing. Her dress flapped wildly in the wind, and she swayed
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nna
r, but neither dared rush forw
The wind bit through their we
rain. "Mom, please... just ca
spond to her-her eye
can't get justice for her, William, then wh
y down there. I've got no reason to stay her
saying that! Hannah, I'm here-we'll go throug
ctoria's heart hurt so b
used all t
sts tight, nails di
om
denly she dropped to her knees on