The Billionaire's Runaway Country Girl

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s Adam's words e

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sion as my body trembled in

eaded, my voice cracking. "We can

fix, Jules. I never loved you. You were a game, a way to escape my own life." H

ts , laughs... We can't throw it all away." My voice ro

es under fireworks, whispered promises on starli

of it have meant

ant need. You suffocate me, Jules. You pretend to be this perfect person, but y

fear. This wasn't the Adam I knew. Where was the man who held me close, who whisper

I got drunk and married you. I hate that you wormed your way into every aspec

heart hammered a frantic rhythm against my ribs, a counterpoint to the dull ache spreading through my body.

er part, a cold and logical one, whispered the truth. The warmth, the love, the pr

our argument. "I've never lied to

ed about Harry!" Adam's face contorted wi

ing between us," I pleaded, t

m life. So desperate you'd marry the first guy offering a ticket out and a good fuck . You used me, Jules. Someone who'd be a better lay, a city boy like me." he sneared "How long was

stared at the man I'd swo

ories that clung to every corner. My parents, my brother, all gone too soon. My little sister, lost to the cold embrace of the lake, she'

y family on every pavement, every store block, every god-damned tree, streetlight and

family wi

g the hollowness that had settled in my chest. There it wa

unreadable crossing his face. "It's not

enc

now, it was the only thing I craved, the only thing I desperately needed to help me get out of this mess. If he doesn'

and when Doctor Mayer told me I was having a pregnant I wanted to tell him in person, To

egging him? I have someone else to think about, someone

d me, He won't

eedom Adam Casey. I won't contest anything. I won't ask for anything of

't say yes...plea

before it hardened into a mask of indifference. It was a chilling sig

ed, turning away. "I'll have m

lurring the world around me. "Good," I rasped, my voice thick with unshed tears. My heart already ac

, a stranger cloaked in the familiar shell of the man I loved. A million unspoken words b

, my voice barely

of any warmth, a stark contrast to the w

d the words out, each one a sh

said Jules...no

ar. 'Til death do us part' - I meant every single moment, every smile, every look, every kiss. Everything. But if you don't want me anym

fractured marriage. A second chance, I'm such a masochist. he'd already made his de

Adam .

said, the words

art shattered into a million pieces, but a strange sense of clarity bloomed

voice barely audible.

rried a short while when he was called back to the city for work. He'd promised to quit, to move in with me. I hadn't wanted that; his passion for his

to streaks of light. And it just hit me, what the hell am I going

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