After Divorce, The Heiress Decides to Revenge
I asked but I didn't need to ask, I could already feel the answer in her presence, see it in her touch, and hear it in her voice.
“I don't just hate you, Nolan Westbrook, I loathe your presence, I abhor your existence, and I won't stop till I make you pay for all the humiliation I went through because of you,” her gaze was hard, her voice stern, she wasn't bluffing.
“I am sorry Alanna,” I finally said, this was the first time, I was sincerely apologizing to her, “For all I did,”
She smirked, “You are five years late, Nolan,”
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