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CHAPTER 43: Ache in the Chest

ผู้เขียน: Amira_Cura
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-12-25 15:41:26

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Author’s Note:

Dear Readers,

As the holiday season has now arrived , wrapping us in its glow and enchantment, I just want to take a moment to thank you from the bottom of my heart for being part of this journey with me. Your support, love, and encouragement mean more than words can express. Thank you so much!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! Enjoy your read! : )

Yours Ever,

Amira_Cura

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The moment Rosa walked out of his office earlier that morning, Alexander felt the whole world spin. He suddenly felt guilty, for something he didn't even do.

She didn’t cry out loud. She didn’t scream. She didn’t even ask questions. She just walked out. That was even more painful.

She just stared at the woman sitting in his office. The woman in the provocative dress, legs crossed like she belonged there…like she belonged to him.

Rosa couldn't believe it. Was Alexander….?

Well, yes. He was a man. He had desires. Their marriage wasn't even true…so well, it wasn't a surprise.

But that didn't ea
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