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t as her back arched off the bed. The expensive F
ds of her brown hair
se said, her voice a calm drone against
d to her colleague, "It's a sha
haze of pain. In the brief calm between
d, her voice thin an
ed with a desperate hope, a
er stood rigid. His tall frame was encased in a bespoke suit, but his face wa
taring a
ontrast to the room's opulence. Her eyes were red-rimmed, her
ster Cheryle asked me to look after you before she di
g, photos. Amelie, at the entrance of a boutique
aling a fabricated text exchange. It showed "A
Maybe... maybe my cousin was just confused... She's a
ad onto the leather
d, his voice laced wi
triumph in her eyes before it was
ery room. The cold fury radiating from him ma
d the do
n another wave of agony, opened her eyes to see he
joyful cry died
king down at her. There was no
voice was quiet, but it cut t
and shock warred within her.
"the bastard in your belly. Whose is it?" He grabbed her chin,
, addressing the stunned medical staff. "As
e Slater family will not tol
renuptial agreement with the Be
sharper and more brutal than any c
rn. She rushed to Jonas's side, steadying his arm. "Jon
woman on the bed, as if she were so
im. She saw a fleeting, triu
verything became t
inting a trembling finger at her
urt. Fresh tears welled. "Amelie, how can you say
at Amelie turning arctic. "Still tryi
tension. "Mr. Slater, the patient is in di
lie one last look, a look one
y. Then get o
Corie clinging to his arm, leaving the life-and
of betrayal and despair overwhelmed her. As her body g
itor sc
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