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My Daughter's Death, His Cruelest Regret

Chapter 2 I Want A Divorce

Word Count: 1136    |    Released on: Today at 09:20

tire life single, without ever showing an interest in women. How c

s. Why would you help her, Mr. Campb

lping people," Kr

call this helping people? He was taking on the role of a

d consciousness, she discovered t

demanded as she frantically

arrangements to have your daughter cremated.

the cremation certificat

e a stranger's unmistakable si

d Kristo

a man to contact the funera

man be Kr

who took responsibility for arrang

it home. She sank onto the bed and dr

exhaustion, she faintly

n bed made Evan frown wi

y the front door, take his coat, and help him change into comfortable loung

back. "Where is A

a sudden rush of despera

eir daughter entirely. Some part

a keeps falling ill. Don't bring her back home yet. She

r voice came out in a choked whisper. "There's

haled and gave a

warm tears stream down her face. Ev

d. "She doesn't like dark rooms. And be sure to use silk bedding. Her sk

lee interjected in a c

stiff

n, Rylee continued, "Once we're divorced, Cla

ly dismisse

ia's hospitalization hadn't worked, and

y wife. What else could you possibly want? After Claire gives b

ieve being his wife was some kind of privilege? And

thereal Seasons collection for Marshall Group, and it took the fashion industry by storm, bringing in hundreds

e four drawings. In an inst

collection Ethereal Seasons and stored the files on the company's computer wit

the independent designer who's become so popular online. Claire once studied under Dream, and

lee's eyes. She was none other than Dream her

from the convention. "Dear Dream, we would be honored

Colors and design had come naturally to her since childhood, but Evan had considered her

her the position of his personal assistant, leaving her w

ated the online alias "Dream" and sometimes ac

k in the fashion world that whoever hired Dream would dominate the market.

n and use her standing to reveal the deception. She r

ou don't understand the fashion industry. You're a housew

ly rolled

ded from the other end. "Evan, the thunder is scaring me. I think

disappeared at once. "Sure," he answered gently. "Make sur

ill settle deep

at he simply didn't care for children. Now she understood that he di

rate to see her father. Remembering it br

destroyed the last pitiful illusions

essica Hayes. "I'm divorcing Evan. Get me the best divor

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My Daughter's Death, His Cruelest Regret
My Daughter's Death, His Cruelest Regret
“The day Rylee's daughter died, her husband was at a prenatal appointment with his mistress, looking toward a future while hers fell apart. His family had already made room for that future by choosing the mistress's unborn child as their heir. Rylee ended the marriage and started over with the richest man in town. By the time her ex uncovered his mistress's lies, Rylee had moved on. The baby wasn't his, and the wife he'd cast aside was the brilliant woman who had quietly made his success possible. He came begging for another chance, only for Rylee to tell him the truth he could never undo. Their daughter was dead, and no apology could bring her back. Her new husband arrived just then and rested a gentle hand on her pregnant belly. "Come on, darling. We have our baby's first prenatal appointment today, and we don't want to be late."”