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e larger as he yelled, "Are you going to control me against the damn truth?" Meli

ter and muttered, "Let's talk about it in private, like two adult creatures..." She had long apprehended when his tantr

d most notably, be her father, you know that Mel... Even the law permits that precisely..." his voi

and a half years. I at least don't fear people like you do! When you realized everything, do you recall how you flew out of the city?

ossess the... if that is undoubtedly my daughter? Trust me, if I'm the biological father, I should have known st

s vanished along with you! Have I not just reminded you of that?" she muttered, unflinchingly, trying to divert the en

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e ranch. Chicago was always frosty at this time of year in the winter. His cheeks were icy–telling the anecdote of the chill bre

For the most part, Cody's body was unlively due to numbness. The world was blanketed wi

s frozen brain cells guaranteed that his mind was always occupied on the farm. It also made him numb to n

roficient CEO flee to another country? Never, the anguish within

go. He could feel her when he gave attention to her name or thought of her. Memories of h

being embraced in Brian's chest. His heart broke again as he th

boy, he made his way to his small–cabin like hut. Although the dust accepted its place

was a wild animal. Reasonably he contended that in the cabin, he was closer to his obligation-the livestock and would take care of them at night. He would pe

n the city were tempted to his good–looking impression–making him a famed flirt. He had made a self-promised ambition to keep away the agonizing women and their

oxious as his peers. In terms of his work, he was highly impressed by his diligent characteristics. Before hiring him for his farm, he wa

no intention of doing so after being forced to flee his beloved fatherland. He'd asked his superviso

f an emergency at work. They appreciated one other-which kept things moving forward. Treethorn invited him to join

his fictitious shelter was the best he could do. The cold numbness on his toes could tell him that his boots had not been fortunate enough to

nkfully, his body's ice melted, revealing his warm, cosy interior. He had horrific me

to fit someone larger than him in the small, single, cabin-like room. A big piece of cake with a chocolate scent was next to the letters. Before the cake, hi

secret admiration for him. He had the ideal experience with some stunning girls who were af

ight of her life. She ran away before he could say anything further. Jacinta told herself not to drop when he was in his room because of that unforgettable episode. She w

whelmed with joy. Its taste did not disappoint his expectations. Her recipes had alwa

njoy your favourite delicious cake!" he read the brief note, silently smilin

e. Examining each letter she had left for him, a brown envelope that was lying between hers d

to one of his family members and force him to return home. Jordan–his brother, sent him a tonne of letters every week to ke