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His irresistible bride.

Chapter 3 Where did you spend your night

Word Count: 968    |    Released on: 22/11/2022

nger. She was in her worse frame of mind, Catherine panicked

m..morni

descended on her, she cursed Cathy and Evelyn her mother, and threate

od for nothing daughter of a bitch, I will kill you toda

the wall, Catherine let out a painful cry as blood started gushing out

so hard that she screamed in pain. Millions of tears dance down he

ed Catherine very hard. As if that was not enoug

laudia felt satisfied when she h

lean the house before I get you," s

e regrets ever going to that party. Her body hurts. She doesn't have th

Claudia mistakenly smashed when she was b

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he accomplished yesterday. He spent his night dreaming about the girl who seductively lure him into sex. He had never plan

tiful everything about her

vy hip and swung it carelessly towards him last night makes

wild sex, she got what she wanted".

see her today at

e from. I am going to ask her today when we meet " h

there a lot earlier than he should be, but that doesn't matter. What matte

ft in frustration and pain. However, Catherine dares not to t

and dress her wounds then she went

ut she was still grateful for the foo

all from life" she

Justin who depends on his wife Claudia for almost everything can't afford a flight back home. He took a bus to

r any word to him again. So she kept qui

father's food and wen

ied to get away from him before he poured out his anger on her. Howeve

ia? He asked ti

on't know

you last nig

s about Catherine. That was not the first time she talked ill about her, b

, still holding her arms. He shook her viole

own her alrea

did slept last night. H

out so quickly that she did

e. I had to spend the night

is room. She hit her body on the marble floor.

ed her hard

g here come on get up fr

ged herself in pain to her room. She lay on the bed an

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