The Wife Who Vanished: His Eternal Regret

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t slash of color in the gray terminal. She didn't wave. She

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nd finally opened the link Ayla had sent me earli

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u're mad about the press conference. But I had to do it. Hayden was falling

or her silence

y, Elana. I saved the company. I saved the family. You should be celebr

voice dead steady. "I saw you

t you support me? Just come home. I ordered that v

o. I told you at the hospit

y wife. You don't just leave because things get

d mountains in the distance. "That's what a

ack by the weekend, I'm can

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stop the schol

pproved it directly.

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threatened. "I'll fly

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