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Chapter 90

Penulis: DewsTheInker
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2025-10-27 22:44:19

CASSANDRA EMERITUS

It just kept getting worse… I am losing this game every single moment to this whore. She didn’t allow anyone to visit Cassian throughout his admission to the hospital; she sat there beside him like the golden wife.

And now they both walked in; Cassian barely even looked at me, and I took it on myself to go close to him, but he was cold and warm towards her.

It irks me, and hatred burns within me. For how long will I continue this act?

I thought he’d never allow her to touch
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