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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
re her gaze landed on the unfamiliar man
m felt like a lifeline tossed in
iced ease, then offered her a war
ng a grave when I saw you passed out. Ca
ng both hands around the cup. The warmth seeped
the glass, eyes flicking around in searc
ged it in. Tried calling your emergen
ncy contact"
w-he couldn't even pi
t. She lowered her head, staring into the
, and the only person by her
Henry cleared his throat lightly
ing a while and didn't even int
azed his rough, dry palm. When their gazes met, her dark eyes were
oria
me while you were out...
She shook her head slowly. That kind of love-gentle, wholehear
as oddly relieved, which caught him off g
wasn't sure what you'd like, so I just
at his profile
did look
in fate, not with her job. But
saw how hard she was struggling... and
e didn't even notice-gazing at something only she could see. Hi
ckly, patting the stain on his shirt wit
toria's eyes set
by. Not a sing
isappeared today, wou
a coat and slipped it over her shoulders,
t waste any
happened to Gina. Who set her
it far when her visi
efore-it was a miracle the IV
wall to steady herself,
as already empty. Only the IV line was still sway
d, Henry's chest tightened. Fearing somethin
the hallway, he spotted
you need rest. And look at you, no shoes? You'r
crouched slightly,
hands, stopping his, her ra
cares or not... it's a
ry noticed was whet
straight back to a memory years ago.
y the same ki
. Letting him help her up, they sl
get sick again. He crouched in front
. She wasn't that delicate-plus, they'd on
e even reached for her ha
cto
e rang from n
her head in
ee Isabella and Theodore-togethe
t picked up her calls... hadn't even checked
mmed into her chest,
ses and doctors walked past, but the four of
ore than that, it
zeroing in on the man and woman s
was the one the nurses had b
knew eac
urrowed. Victoria
d on Henry's face... an
ij
imilar features, sure,
hand, clutching Henry's arm-and his li
huh? So she just
eally hasn'
s? All this chaos-just because of some guy? You actuall
" Her voice trembled, e
n one q
ight-up j
w deep his p
and into his pocket, s
e snapped at Henry. "You're just a
e knew enough to step in. He glanced at Victori
mouth," he said sharply, pl
side of his face-it w
ice around her heart beg
stepped forward, and
like. People see only what the