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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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backing her up, even the
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out to storm over, Isabella quic
kay? Why are you her
ake concern. Without a word, she tur
k around and watch her ex live out h
he walked away, then turned to give Theod
ay more going on between those
h not to poke around.
ared down the hallway, Isabella
sn't so sure of
his sleeve, but the way he just snap
so great just now... Shoul
ked ca
re's voice
there to
you back to
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f Victori
ll determined to make every minute count-and she wasn't
hospita
ed like he had something to say but
se past couple of days. I shouldn
y barely knew each other anyway. Even if he looked
past go, no matte
s pockets and stepped forward
cker in her eyes betraying emo
. He was her e
It just seemed like... somet
e really didn't feel like e
at down beside her. "I've got nothing urgent to do. It's ki
Just pulled the blanket up and
om wen
int, she f
sence... but for the first time in
ed chemotherapy yet. He still
her, just like old times. "Victoria,
ija
moved from her arm. Night had fallen outside the win
bed, her head still a little foggy
door opened and
rd for a split second.Victoria had
uiet loneliness of her heart
d reached for her cup, but in he
ref
t ended up grabbing her hand instead. The cup clatte
e, an awkward silenc
r much hesitation, stood right o
w, he saw their h
furrowed
omething he didn't quite want to name, but it
idn't push it open. Instead, he stood there, eyes l
a relative o
r hand back from Henry's, her cheeks turning a faint red as she shifted
d away, her eyes met his-dark, i
rown off, her breath c
lly, and said, "You're looking much better than earlier. Don't f
ly, the nurse's words went in
Henry, acting every bit the considerate partner, spoke u
ldn't help but glance back at the three of the
something
and even, as if the incident earlier
, but she n
g around Victoria, so his sudden change
pocket, the other still clenched from earlier. The warm glo
lt a strange chill
on't have anythi
slow and measured, like h
lenched the sheet
low laugh and shot back, "It's late. Why aren't you
brilliant moves landed
t know why he
l file earlier-knew she was ad
r. Show a little concern maybe. But
no way he was going to show weak
ern, but maybe save
ess showed up in the doorway. With hair that long and dark,