Divorcing the Billionaire: Too Late to Beg

re enough, he saw Eira walking off with a young man, chat

in disbelief-it

into the crowd, shaking his head in mock disbeli

ore, she'd been buried under

irl could *dance.* Edward clicked his tongue, completely

er, only to find the

"Alex, I swear, if you withdraw the divorce

you babbli

brow, eyes glued t

Eira casually placed her mask into that guy's open palm, then

dabbing the sweat from her collarbone r

tten there was an

is wine glass so tight his knuckles turned white,

know that guy, but

a off the day they signed the divorce papers.

some new crush. She clearly had this g

rve to push for it. She al

ng storm. Without a word, he slammed his wi

less w

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e pair of eyes watching her from above. After

r way out of the crowd, then yanked off her

ffocating-she'd been

d a little from the mask, making her look a bit messy but still sharp.John held the light dut

them stare if they want. I'm happy, that's all that m

y to the nearest restroom and leaned

, a burst of excited voice

lways go hand in hand. She kept pow

s on the second floor-apparently, the organizer

ly here? I better st

, what kind of charm did that woman

ing that, Eira's mood instantly soured. She sighed and put

o run into Alexander freaking

here-there's no way she was sti

ke a ghost. The less y

l. Catching sight of someone outside, they both paused, darting the

d, "So in your world, a woman

d off without

a tall shadow loomed beside her. She winced as someone gr

liar broad back, and

thing, fine. She had plenty of fru

ing and followed h

She acted like she couldn't s

ut to speak, she struck f

gh

he didn't stop there. She ra

ht for showin