My Terminal Diagnosis, His Cruel Divorce

way, leaning heavily on his cane. He watched Bruno l

is eyes full of warmth as he looked at her sto

aline walked into the master bedro

entirely. He turned slowly. His eyes were like shards of black ice. He l

il the back of her knees hit the edge of the mattress. "Who

completely powerless. If she told him she was not pregnant, he would drag her to a

her hands and cho

r silence was

and slammed his fist into the solid wood of the nightstan

got pregnant just to secure your payout. I will find out who he is. I

bathroom, and slammed the door. The sound of

pped her arms around her knees. A single tear es

out wearing nothing but a white towel wrapped low around his

right side. He looked at her with pure disgust. He grabbed a

filtered through the wood. "Sir. Mr. Fisher asked

back onto the sofa and walked quickly to the bed. He

t as much distance between them as possible. Gerard reached

d's arm wrapped tightly around Adaline. He smiled,

s if she were on fire. He rolled over, turning his back

om the window highlighted the muscles in his shoulders. She t

ancer caused severe chills. Her body temperature plummeted. Sh

ifted across the mattress. Inch by inch, she moved closer to the furnace radiating fr

washed over him in the dark. The freezing chill radiating from her small frame triggered a deep, primal instinct b

d his strong arms around her shivering body and pulled her tight

ped Adaline's shivering. The painfu

a beat. A bitter, painful joy bloomed in her chest. She knew he would hate her when he woke

his waist. She pressed her face into his chest, lis

was perfe

e on the nightstand lit up. A harsh,

ed over his shoulder. The name Ke

eyes snapped open. He looked down

ward, putting distance between them as quickly