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The Heiress Returns

Autor: Oma
last update Data de publicação: 2026-04-19 22:23:58

"Don't be sorry. Just don't do it again. Don't disappear like that. Don't make me worry about you for three more years."

"I won't," she said. "I'm done disappearing."

Maxwell nodded. He reached out and took her hand, the same way their mother had done earlier, and he held it tight.

"I know about the baby," he said quietly. "I know about the termination. I know everything, Celestine. You don't have to hide from me."

Her eyes filled with tears again and she was so fucking tired of crying. But she
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Fleurette
Timeline is faulty. She's 35 in opening chapter and now she's 37 if she met Lysanderat 20 and 17 years have passed. Just like with her husband ehen he was withhis mistress talking about he spent his youth with Celestine. They've been married for 3 yrs and he's 38?.
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Cynthia
A little soon to be moving on but sometimes that may be what it takes. Not everyone is the same :D
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Jhoyen Domingo
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