From Wife To Rival
or to check on her "fainting spell," and personally made her a warm meal. I was a prisoner in
is voice soft and placating
alk about," I said th
voice full of a weary frustration that
w, empty sound. "You don't ne
ments later, I heard his
t ache. I knew I had to tell him. I had to tell him ab
is study. The door was ajar. I heard Ge
meant for it to go this far! Elliott Geo
ing she was a spy. Admitti
oze on the
I heard a soft sound, a sound I kne
r. He was choosing
at all?" I heard him ask, his v
emma started, bu
low. "I love you, Gemma. We'll deal with Haven. W
e was holding her, his lips on hers. They moved together, their bodies entwined in a passio
e-hot agony that ripped through me. I looked down. Bloo
ly a choked gasp came out. He di
ng down the wall, leaving a st
e at the bottom of the stairs, curle
d, rushing to my side.
bbed her arm, my grip surprisingly strong. "Don't... d
ng I saw was Mrs. Gable's horrif
.
. The world was fuzzy, muted. A d
tle. "We did everything we could. But the fetus...
one. My miracl
follow-up appointments, but his words were just noi
I asked, my voic
"No, you were under general anesthe
e," I
and cold ignited in the vo
y eyes locking on his, "I want you to
his expression a mixture
ce as cold and sharp as a shard of
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