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Author: Rain
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-12 01:18:04

Evelyn stood in Hunter’s office, her arms crossed and her expression a mix of frustration and disbelief. She had just finished explaining the changes she wanted to make to the proposal, and now Hunter was throwing a curveball at her. His condition was outrageous, and she couldn’t believe he had the audacity to even suggest it.

“Let me get this straight,” Evelyn said, her voice sharp and incredulous. “Your condition for agreeing to the changes is that I have to visit your grandmother and pretend we’re still married? Are you serious?”

Hunter leaned back in his chair, his expression calm but with a hint of smugness. “Dead serious. Grandma just got out of the hospital, and it’s because of you.”

Evelyn’s eyes widened, her anger momentarily replaced by guilt. “What are you talking about? How is it because of me?”

Hunter’s tone softened slightly, though his gaze remained steady. “When she found out about the divorce, she was devastated. She had a stroke, Evelyn. She’s been in and out of the
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