After Divorce: Ex-wife Never Turns Back
She stood there in the middle of the chaotic kitchen, surrounded by piles of dried herbs, stacks of old books, and the absolute worst of it—the dishes filled with dried insect carcasses—looking pleased, as if she had just created something magnificent.
Maya, on the other hand, was seething. She stood a few feet away, arms crossed over her stomach, her jaw tight, her fury barely restrained. If looks could kill, Lucy would have been incinerated on the spot.
“I don’t understand why you’re acting this way,” Lucy said, shaking her head in mock disappointment. “Maya, dear, you’re pregnant. Your health is my top priority. These insects are packed with essential nutrients, full of protein, and in ma
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