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Chapter 53

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last update 최신 업데이트: 2025-03-26 15:44:50

FLORENCE’S POV

“I’m in love,” I heard Mason say. “With a woman I let go. But I’ve realized I made the biggest mistake of my life. And I don’t care what it takes—I’m going to earn her back.”

The breath caught in my throat.

My blood simmered as cameras flashed and reporters lost their minds behind me. Did he really just—

Of course, he did.

The second I regained control of my face, I stepped forward, keeping my expression calm, collected. I couldn’t afford a meltdown in front of the press. Not tonight. Not when we’d built this from the ground up.

“Thank you so much, everyone,” I said sweetly, stepping between Mason and the camera crew. “We’re going to wrap up here. Mr. Whitehill and I have a few final things to review before the after-party begins!”

They nodded, a few trying to push follow-up questions, but I was already leading Mason out of the tent, fingers digging into his sleeve hard enough to bruise.

My phone dinged with several notifications. But this wasn’t the time.

The moment w
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Mason should get his head out of Jade's ass and start thinking clearly.
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I'm glad Mason saw jade with Daniel
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  • Chasing My Innocent Ex-wife Back   Chapter 156

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