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Chapter 157

作者: Sienna Vale
last update 公開日: 2026-03-08 04:51:56

ABIGAIL'S POV

I stared at my reflection for a very long time after Alexander walked out of the room.

The silence he left behind was not ordinary silence. It was the kind that pressed against my ears until they rang, the kind that made the walls feel closer than they were. My face looked unfamiliar in the mirror, eyes swollen, lips trembling, hair disheveled from Georgina’s grip. If I tilted my head just slightly, I could still see the faint redness on my cheek where she almost struck me before
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  • The CEO'S Dead Wife: A Marriage Made In Hell!   Chapter 22

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