Spectacular Comeback Of The Abandoned Pregnant Wife

oving cage. They escorted her down the private service elevator to the rear loading bay of

undisguised disgust and mockery. "You should be grateful, Adaline. Mr. Pace is generous enough to let you witness his true family tonight. But let me rem

ms securely over her abdomen to absorb the vibrations of the road. She needed an anchor. She knew exactly what

ly by touch and memory, she unlocked her phone. She intended to send a desperate distress message to her best friend, Summer Sterling, the only

a gala. Being brought by force. Adaline. She tapped send, immediately deleted the

s. Suddenly, his private, highly encrypted phone buzzed on the mahogany desk. He picked it up and re

who had just left his trauma ward. Why did she send it to hi

in his mind. There was an inexplicable, magnetic pull to her, a faint, blurry sense of familiarity that he couldn't quite place. He didn't know her past, but as her attending physician, he absolutely could not sit bac

river through his earpiece, his voice l

g Adaline pulled into the private underg

ed by the guards, and was forced forward through

et filled the air. In the dead center of the room, standing under the brightest spotlight, Clifton stood holding Jacquelyn's waist, w

with enthusiastic praise. "Mr. Pace, you've hidden them so well! To have such a beautifu

ck tightly. "Daddy loves Mommy and

wanted to announce Jacquelyn and Dotty's existence to the whole world much earlier. But Jacquelyn has alw

ion, a wave of profound nausea washed ove

osphere vanished instantly. The string quartet faltered. The guests' attitudes took a one-hundred-and-ei

? How could she show up dressed like that?" a social

, and then look at Adaline. They are sisters, but look at the massive difference. Jacquelyn is treated like a q

whispers with a heart of stone. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw her