Novel & Cerita Farewell My Lovely Book

I thought I was over it, but his icy words sent a shiver through my heart. Everyone I knew, even people I barely talked to, had kind words for me after hearing about my close call. My husband? He had not said one caring thing to me that whole time. I gave him a small, wry smile. "I don't remember asking you to shower me with gifts, did I?" "You're going to regret this, Harriet!" With his teeth gritted in anger, Lucas stormed out without a backward glance.

She mumbles in glee. “Please call me Gloria.” She responds. Shortly, all their things are packed in the car. The only thing she needs to do is carry Bridget out of the mansion. She sat on the bed and stared at their wedding photo at her bedside. The only wedding photo they have. It's taken from the cruise ship where they got accidentally married. She could distinctly recall how Xander hated seeing it. When she made a copy of the photo for his room and the living room, he immediately threw it away.

“Good morning, Arabella.” “Morning,” I said, distracted. She glanced at the book in my hands and smiled. “Something special?” I nodded, though I wasn’t really sure how to explain it. “It’s… yeah. It’s something.” She passed me a plate of fruit and warm bread, already knowing I wasn’t going to sit and eat like a proper person. I muttered a thank you, tucked the plate against my hip, and walked out—still reading. The story was a sweet love story. Between two really different people. It was bittersweet.

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It seemed that reading your last words would be a farewell I was never prepared to say. I hesitated for a while longer, then opened the book. In the dedication, my eyes filled with tears: “For Mrs. Eva, for having raised and loved the sweetest and kindest woman I had the pleasure to love, may we, together from wherever we are, watch over and protect her. May our love for Elisabeth reach her until our next meeting.” “I hate you for loving you so much, Patrick Morgan.” With trembling lips, I swallowed the lump in my throat and took a deep breath, beginning to read.

Farrah was a bit annoyed. *** Dear Readers, I am down to my last few exciting chapters so please hold tight and together, we finish the finale of the story. Words could not describe how happy I am to all who patiently read and support my first book. With all your support, it inspires me to keep going and write more stories. From the bottom of my heart, thank you very much! Love Lots, Lady Aston

Smiling In Heaven (SIH) has finally come to an end, the journey of writing this book wasn't easy but I must say it was worth it. Thank you so much, Star loves you all. NB: This book is dedicated to all readers. Star❤

"As for the kidnapping incident you mentioned, I've investigated it. Those people have been eliminated and their bodies disposed of near Costa Rola." He reached out and lightly ruffled my hair. "I'll have the driver take you home so you can pack your things. We'll move in together after that. Is that alright?" "Okay," I replied. When I got home, the entire house was silent and deserted. I went upstairs, opened the drawer, and took out the forged abortion report. I placed it with the divorce agreement, then sealed both inside a white gift box with a silver ribbon. This was the final gift I would leave for Enzo.

On the last page—a girl in a wedding dress, smiling like a flower in bloom. Beside her, one line: [My love has expired.]