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Chapter 46

Author: Piemar
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“Let me go, Mike!” Arabella’s voice cracked down the hospital hallway. She shoved his chest with all her strength, causing Mike to stumble back, nearly losing his balance.

Her eyes were blazing, her breath uneven. She stared at him with a mixture of fury and disbelief. Her body still trembled from the unwanted embrace—an embrace that, unfortunately, had been witnessed by the one person who should never have misunderstood: her husband, Harry.

“Are you insane?! Harry saw us! He walked away without a word!” she snapped, her voice raw with pain.

Mike looked down, fists clenched. “I didn’t know he was here, Bella. I just… I saw you crying alone. I was worried.”

“You always bring trouble, Mike. You shattered me once, and now you’ve made my husband think I—” Arabella bit her lip. Tears threatened to fall again, but she forced them back.

“I’m sorry. I truly am,” Mike said softly. “If I could turn back time, I’d never—”

“—cheat with Helena?” Arabella cut him off, her glare piercing. “You cheat
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