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Chapter 54–If you say so, Mrs. Castillo

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-06-25 19:23:58

Natasha’s POV

“Are you sure you don’t need to stay at home or go to the hospital?”

Tristan had asked the same question all morning. He was certain I needed to rest and that something wasn’t right with me.

“It really isn’t that serious,” I said, taking a last look at myself in the mirror.

“Not that serious?” He stepped closer, his voice laced with concern. “You’ve been looking so tired lately.”

I rolled my eyes as I turned to face him. “Oh, please. Between preparing for my interior design busi
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