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