Broken And Betrayed: A Billionaire's Regret

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felt... nothing. The space where pain used to be was just a col

you" after a sneeze. He blew me a kiss, a pantomime of affection for anyone wh

en the boys were small and there were moments of peace, we would sneak down to the kitchen after they

," he used to whisper, his eyes soft w

e never existed at all. Just another

ry of that warmth made the present chill even more unbearable

g mother to me, sitting alone on the sofa. For a second, I saw a flicker of guilt i

e shot me a look over their heads, a look of pure, unadulterated hatred. She hated that even

k into the main ballroom, I pushed myself up. Pain shot through my an

time

. Ten years of my life, and all I was taking were a few changes of clothes,

gainst something soft. A cashmere scarf. It was a hideous shade of

a birthday gift from the boys six years ago. The

nce, during a closet clean-out. Mar

s wide with shock. "This is your f

n when he kept dropping stitches, how Beckham had secretly unraveled his brothe

ime, even though it clashed

h that no longer existed. Then, I folded it neatly and p

Carolina, Beckham, and Bertram filled the screen. They were standing together, Justin's arm protectively

ina Ortega Reignite an Old Flame? Barlow's Current Wife,

tion was a fresh

end. Alex Bennett is just a was

first one was an 'accident.' Probabl

hed onto him for the money. Now that the real queen

s died in a car crash when I was nineteen. One moment they were here, the next they were gone. I was l

experimental treatment that was her only hope. I was desperate. I

a junior architect at a firm that had done some work for the Barlow Corporation decade

other figure for her grandsons in exchange for

as a lifeline. I signed

hey took my deepest pain and twisted i

n. This time, it was

-looking document. A divorce certif

can't touch you now. Go to Lily's. I've a

st buckled my knees washed over me.

The sound was loud and

door was kicked open with such force that it s

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