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Chapter 27: Isolation

Author: MeritAbi
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2025-11-11 13:59:01

Evans' POV

I stared at my phone screen, Hailey had hung up without agreeing to stay home, I knew her well enough to know what that meant.

She was going to leave anyway.

Stubborn, beautiful, reckless woman.

I dialed Marcus, "the bodyguard, is she in position yet?"

"Sarah's been watching the house since six this morning," Marcus confirmed, "your wife hasn't left yet."

"She will," I said, already grabbing my car keys, "make sure Sarah follows her everywhere, I don't care if Hailey notices, just ke
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