To Live In Our Separate Worlds
Damon knew my plan, so he said exceptionally carelessly, “Well, what’s it to you if my wife is willing to live the hard life with me?”
Noah looked at me in disbelief. To his mind, I was a spoiled and pampered brat. There was no way I would suffer such a difficult life with a poor and powerless man.
Noah’s lower lip trembled as he asked, “Ginny?”
But I was unwilling to say even one word to him. I opened the door and said, “Please leave, Mr. Pratt.”
It was not surprising that Noah had been able to find me. He had a vast network and resources, so it was child’s play.
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