The Wroing Wife For Mr Whitmore; Pregnant, Divorced, Reclaimed

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nd, Elias often told me but now, while sitting across from him an

so deeply into the fabric of my purse until my

his dark brown hair styled to perfection. It was his eyes however, that broke me. Those blue

e toward me and one look at

Dissolution

than generous as you will receive a nice settlement that ensures y

or your money?" I asked as my voice shook with both humiliation and pain. "Look at me. Please,

leaned back in his chair and assess

nevieve," he replied. "But we both know that marriage was buil

whispered as

accident finally came back and now, I know it was Bianca who dragged me out of that burning room years ago. She i

ed Elias's amnesia which was as a result of a fire outbreak. I stood diligently by him

ely and to make things worse, his parents, Julian and Reyna, had instantly championed her, eager to displace

We have neen through so much for yea

't touch him. "My decision is final. I have a future to build with Bian

ven everything away from just so he wouldn't feel threatened

hard way?" he asked with a raise of his brow

ck on this. With a shaky sigh, I grabbed the pen with trem

to leave but before I could take the first step towards the door, my vision blurred as a sharp, agonizing pain hit my stomach, follow

h a tone that didn't sound c

shed out of his office and ran for the restroom. When I got there, I threw the door open and slammed

took minutes for the spasms in my stomach to finally subside and after vomiting ev

ed in tears and my doe eyes were all red and puffy f

calculations. This wasn't the first time I was puking my lungs out. In

my flat tummy and as I thought of the possibilit

ase God, no,

I thought of the last nights I spent in Elias's arms. Things had been a b

ng," I gasped. My period w

it didn't matter anymore, did it? He already made me