FROM EX-CONVICT TO WIFE OF A RENOWNED LAWYER
g on in her mind. She instinctively whirled her head in the direction in which Rowan had po
V mounted on the wall of the motel room where they had both lodged f
would take her back now that she had learned her lesson and los
t go of her past mistake, but to her dismay, her father still r
e a broken record playing in her mind, repeating the same melanchol
s meet. Fiona disappointed her father and got pregnant outside wedlock, prompting him to diso
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t her like a bolt out of the blue. The newscaster was still talking, but the words did
thing can change the love she had for him. After all, he was being protective of her. The o
used, broke through the fog i
eemed stuck in her throat. How was she supp
etched with confusion. "It's not like I li
owed her b
he last time w
Forgive Grandpa; he doesn't mean to
suddenly felt heavier. She had lost her father
adness wash
tly fine when last she
one beeped with an incoming notification. She took he
g tears that had blurred her vision. She sniffed, focusing her g
It reads: "All of Mr. Robinson's family should gather after
one back on the bed
e a fa
ven want her to b
filled her mind. But then a thought came into her
she lost her unstable mother to the cold hand of death
father when he had sternly warned her, but she was
ll her father th
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ffering condolences. What could Fiona expect? Her f
Robinson to the me
the burial plot where Mr. Robinson was laid to rest
ses. Yet the storm brewing within her was evident in her tense posture. Her
ith nothing," a mocking, contemptuou
er, appeared beside her, a smug smile playing on her lips. Clad in an expensi
na; your husband used you, and now your
and unclenched her fist. She took a dee
be here if he were alive. You're such a petulant child," Jessica hissed. "The lawyer will read his will soon, but I don't advise you t
er eyes through the departing guests as if in search of someone. Ju
t as a middle-aged man turned to
ile since I last saw you. How is your husband? Why isn't
bout her divorce. "I need to go back home on time too. Do I need to be present during the reading of the will?" She asked, finding an excuse t
be present," Mr. Logan responded
ned away from h
ietly, her voice barely a whispe
ahead of them stood a big White House. It looked like a castle
kling chandeliers hung from the high ceilings, and the floors were made of shiny, smooth
all a memory now. She walked forward towa
lderly woman in her early fort
with a big smile, walkin
lot," Nana said, cupping Fion
would still be working here," Fiona said gleefully
nson never gave me a reason to leave this
r sentence, a feminine voic
e you?" Jessica's voice
e got a lot to catch up on
d been working with them as long as she knew. Nana was her mother's favorite maid b
m, where she was welcomed by the cold gaze of Jessica and
e the guts to