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Hello readers ❤️❤️ First of all, I am deeply sorry for the errors, I cringed while reading them. It's been nice of you reading my book "My Forbidden Lover" thanks for the reads, gems, you guys are the best❤️😍 I Am sorry to announce that My Forbidden Lover has come to an end🥺 I hope you enjoyed every chapter. Please drop a review or comment, let me know your mind and how you feel about the book. All chapters have been edited for you🥳🥳

Hi, lovely readers. Our book, WHERE IS MY BRIDE?, has finally come to an end, and honestly, I am equally happy and sad that it's finally over. I will really miss writing about my favorite characters, my couples… in fact, every character in this book. Thank you, for reading this book till the end. Thank you for your votes, and comments. I appreciate it very much, and I hope you look forward to seeing my next book which will be launched very soon.

He couldn't imagine what he'd do without her. Suddenly, Winston recalled something she had said recently. "A gift… That's it! She must've left me something!" Hope flickered in his eyes. Frantically, he rushed into the bedroom, only to find everything gone. The photo of them that used to sit on the bedside table was gone, and the bookshelf, once filled with Kayla's favorite novels, was empty. All Winston saw was a plain white gift box resting on the bed. His heart pounded wildly as he slowly opened the box with shaky hands.

Clara had come by a few times, but Carter chased her out every time. I looked at his earnest face. I thought I wouldn't feel the pain anymore once I made up my mind to leave. However, my heart still ached involuntarily when I saw him like this. Unfortunately, the man who had once loved me was long gone. The person before me right now was simply putting on an act. It didn't take long for the test results to come out. Carter held me tightly and was overjoyed when he announced that I had successfully tested negative.

As we close this chapter together, I hope it leaves you with as much joy, hope, and warmth as you’ve brought to me. But this isn’t goodbye—just the end of one story. I’m thrilled to announce that a new journey awaits us soon! My upcoming novel *The Wife You Left* is on the horizon, and I can't wait for you to dive into this next story, filled with love, loss, and unforgettable characters. Prepare to be captivated once again. Until then, thank you for being a part of this beautiful adventure. I carry your kindness and loyalty with me, always. With all my love and gratitude, The Author.

Lila’s voice was soft but filled with reverence, her hazel eyes glistening as she opened her journal, the sunlight illuminating her face, the grove a sanctuary, the warmth a shared farewell. “I’ve written it all,” Lila said, her voice trembling slightly, her hazel eyes glowing with love, the quill pendant catching the sunlight, the warmth of the grove wrapping around her, the air thick with the scent of wildflowers, the grove a sanctuary, their bond a radiant light. “Every battle, every laugh, every tear—it’s here, for the next generation.” She held up the journal, her fingers tracing the leather cover, the sunlight casting a golden glow on her face, the grove a haven, the warmth a shared en

I thought they said she does not remember things well, I can't even remember the exact book I was reading for her then. "No, I don't, do you? " I smile as I watch her lips curve into a wonderful smile. "Yeah, it's titled Help me escape. Have you forgotten?" "Oh, ma'am you still even remember the name of the book" I read that book for her all over again, she was so happy. By the time we were done, it was late in the Night. I had to call Leo to tell him where I was. Which he cared less about. When I was going, she gave me the book as her last gift on heart, then went to bed. I never knew that was the last time I would see her, she passed away overnight.

he asked, taking another sip of his coffee. "A book," was her dry reply, without even looking up. Nic gritted his teeth. "I'm aware of that. What's the title?" he asked, with less patience than before. "How to kill someone you don't like in two days." Nic had to laugh on the inside. She really was a funny piece of work. She still had yet to learn her manners, but she would. He would be damn sure of that. He walked over to her and snatched the book from her hands. Before she could protest, he read the title to himself. '100 Greatest Love Poems of All Time'. He handed the book back to her and walked to the bar area and sipped some more of his coffee.

Occasionally, he saw her stop, turn her head, and wave her hand to signal him to come back quickly. The road leading to the alley doesn't have many electric lights, and the moon is not full tonight. That weak light could not illuminate her path, making her slender back look even more lonely. No matter how much Brian loved her, he had to leave. When the girl's image was out of sight, he also drove away. The night dew falls more and more and gradually disappears when the sunlight of the new day appears. In the chairman's office, Kevin was diligently reading and signing documents.

Who else could make him lose his composure with a single phone call? Once the door shut behind him, I gently put down the book I'd already read 32 times. What Eugene didn't know was that Lucas had given it to me. Lucas… The mere thought of him made my lips curve upward in a small smile. I wondered whether he was still running his coffee shop. Would anyone watch over my flowers now that I was gone? I didn't know whether Lucas had a new girlfriend; I didn't know whether he still remembered me… In the past, Dad would silently cry while looking at his and Mom's wedding photos. He would say, "A person's regrets will always follow them. When facing loss, the only other thing you can do, aside from