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Skye nods and rubs her flat belly, looking like a model in her new outfit and staring at me with a proud look on her face, “I am pregnant, and the child is Malachi’s. You didn’t think he’d pick you over me, did you? Malachi has always loved me and he always will. You just wormed your way into his life.” I lunge for Skye, the pain and hurt I'm feeling blinding me and subduing every sense of calmness as rage makes me want to bash her face into the hospital walls. “You husband snatching slut!” Skye responds in the same vein and soon we’re pushing each other and pulling at each other. I hold my tears in, promising myself not to give her the satisfaction of ever seeing me cry, but Skye relinquish

"We are still divorced. And Tyler’s presence here has nothing to do with your delusions. He’s here because he’s the father of my son and business partner." "Hmm," Vivian hummed, seemingly bored by my outburst. She reached back and pulled Skye forward, snagging the girl’s arm. "Tyler, I don't believe you’ve been properly introduced to my daughter. This is Skye Schfard." Skye looked at Tyler, her face a mask of cold indifference. "I’ve already met Tyler," she said shortly. Tyler nodded, his eyes narrowed. "Indeed. I’ve seen Skye a few times when I’ve come to the estate."

“Yes, Skye. You’re right. I’ll confess soon. You should too. Tell Christian what you want, how you feel.” Skylar felt a little better after that heart-to-heart with Hayley, her best friend. Maybe after returning from here, she would tell Christian she wanted a real marriage with him. The two friends dozed off to sleep, eagerly looking forward to the next day. It was their close friend Sienna’s wedding day, and it was special for them.

I was so glad when he discharged me from welcoming the guests any further, but I was to stay at the party. "She is one pretty thing." I heard one of the alphas say and Skye turned a sharp look at him and he forced a smile as he held me closer. I was about to retort when Skye chipped in. "Alpha Scott, it seems like you're the only one here who doesn't know I'm married and this beauty here is my wife." He said, trying not to sound angry. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "I had no idea she was your wife. Forgive my manners." He apologized immediately, and Skye waved it aside.

Skyler stroked Jocelyn's hair and said gently, "Wait for me at home!" She nodded obediently. "Be careful! Nothing is more important than your safety!" His eyes were filled with affection. He glanced at her, opened the door and left resignedly. After he left, she looked at the empty villa and felt depressed. Yates Mansion was brightly lit. Kaleigh Yates looked at Ilona with a sullen face. "What did you say? Skyler has gotten married?" Ilona suppressed her anger and nodded. "He has gotten married for about three months. I have investigated it and confirmed that it's true, so I tell you the news!"

"Who said I never showed up, I agreed to marry him it was that something came up but I was going to fly- "Whatever happens I'm so glad we didn't get married and we are through so I don't see a point of you coming back in case you've forgotten, let me re-introduce you to my wife" he moved closer to Skyler and wrapped his arms around her waist. "This is my wife Skyler Delgado and in case you still don't know, we already have two kids and we don't accept trash bins so you can find your way out of this company," Mason said to her with a straight face but she only kept a smile like all the insults weren't getting to her.

she exclaimed, having seen her months ago when she shifted to Eva’s apartment. “Yeah, how are you, Mrs. Jules?” asked Sienna. “Is Skye around?” she asked. “I’m fine, dear. No, Skye left for California last night with Mr. St. James,” informed Mrs. Jules. Sienna’s eyes widened with disbelief. So did she agree to marry the guy, after all? “And granny and grandpa?” Asked Sienna in a daze. She was close to Skylar's grandparents, Gary and Sally Pearce.

I remember staring at her pale face, thinking it was my fault. Now here we are. And if she didn’t open her mouth and talk, if she kept pushing me with that stubborn silence—God knows I would have finger-fucked her right there just to break her pride. At least then she’d understand I’m not the kind of man who plays gentle games. Sooner or later, she will learn the truth about the man she married. My phone buzzed. My assistant’s name lit the screen and I answered immediately. “Sir, a few people in Chicago found out you’re married. Do you want me to die down the news?”

"And your husband?" I glanced at the clasp on my bag, still smiling. "We're divorcing. I'm sure the hospital's heard by now—Peter's been hanging around OB-GYN. Says she's his sister, but come on, Rebecca. We're both women. We know what that really means." She didn't say a word. Just signed the resignation. "Yuna, the world's a lot bigger when you stop tying yourself to love." I took the papers and headed to my office to pack.

“I told you before, there’s nothing going on with me and August Skye, William. She’s an old friend—my best friend, and is very married to a man. A very dangerous man, I might add. He’s one of the few people who’s ever won me in a wrestling match. I was going easy on him, I might add, but you get the gist.” “Mm.” Was all I managed. August Skye was supposedly married to a man but she seemed to have no qualms about flirting with the woman at the party, Penelope. I said nothing else, soaking the piece of bread in my hand in the last of the soup. I pushed back on the bed, and stretched. Somehow, being back here with all of the emotions that swirled inside of me felt weird… uncomfortable… differen