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Penulis: Grace Grandi
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-01-24 00:12:39

Chapter 161

Ethan’s POV

“No.”

The word came out sharp and immediate, cutting through the air before I had time to soften it or think it through.

“No way you’re taking my son to your men’s house.”

The silence that followed was brief, but heavy. The kind that presses against your chest and makes you painfully aware of every breath you take.

Then Cynthia exploded.

“What the hell is wrong with you, Ethan?” she yelled, her voice cracking with anger and exhaustion. “Do you even hear yourself right no
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