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Chapter 37

Author: Lauren
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-20 14:42:14

Caroline’s Point of View

I stand frozen at the doorway of the main bedroom, my heart sinking like a stone. The door is ajar, just enough for me to see Dolly’s luggage tucked neatly in the corner, her clothes draped over the armchair, and a faint floral scent lingering in the air that isn’t mine.

She’s sleeping here.

The realization hits me harder than I expect. This room isn’t just any room—it’s our room. The room where Knoxx and I spent our honeymoon. The room where, for a fleeting time, I believed everything between us could be perfect. And now she’s taken that too.

I push the door open fully, my footsteps heavy as I step inside. I have to see it for myself, even if it feels like twisting the knife. The bed is made neatly, but there’s no mistaking it—Dolly has made herself at home here.

Anger boils inside me, steady and hot. I turn sharply on my heel and march back into the living room, where Dolly sits on the couch, lazily flipping through a magazine. She looks perfectly content, a
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Tae Hyunh
The writer made Caroline completely stupid. She keeps. going over and over the same plot where she gets disappointed by Knox. it's really stupid and infuriating, just end the divorce and allow the plut to move further
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Barbara
This is so confusing. What happened after the judges said Dolly was disqualified and she was running after Caroline. Then they are all at the beach house.
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Angela
Dolly can go to the guest room.
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