Thousand Birch Fallen

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A year ago, Grace Gordon, the step-daughter of the Gordon Family, married into the Yale Family amidst everyone's envious gaze.
A year later, it was revealed that 27-year-old Grace Gordon had a 13-year-old illegitimate son, and was driven out by the Yale Family.
A marriage left her in ruin, without home or loved ones.
At this point, she realized that the Yale Family's acceptance of her had ulterior motives.
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He is a rising star in politics, and their only connection is that they once woke up in the same bed.
When they meet again, he looks at her through a veil of smoke, his voice low and steady: "Grace Gordon, leave Lewis Yale... become my wife."
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After three years of a secret marriage, she becomes his greatest support.
He also stands at the pinnacle, despising everyone else.
She comes home drunk, red wine in her left hand, and a divorce agreement in her right. Her drunken demeanor captivating, eyes smiling faintly: "The days when we used each other... should come to an end."
He looks at her intensely: "Stop joking, just when everybody finds out about you, you want to divorce? Wouldn't that be telling everyone that the President has been abandoned?"
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Stanhope Brown encountered such a woman five years ago. She was poison to him...a drug he couldn't quit, forget, and felt that pampering her was never enough.
Grace Gordon encountered such a man five years ago. For her, he was her pillar of strength, her redemption...he was the tattoo forever etched in her heart and impossible to erase.

Scandalous President

In that case, how could Christopher say it so easily without Stanhope Brown's advice?


There was a drizzle in the sky, and because of Christopher's words... the surrounding silence was so quiet that you could hear the rain falling on your shoulders.


Grace Gordon was stunned, and so was Lewis Yale.


Under the dim street lamp, Lewis looked at the rain wetting Grace's long hair... wetting her especially pale and haggard face, and her long eyelashes. Her eyes, no longer indifferent, looked at him with such intense, unyielding hatred.


He thought... if a gaze could tear a person apart, perhaps he would have been torn to shreds by now.


Never had Lewis imagined that being looked at by Grace like this... would hurt.


He had envisioned this scene countless times in his mind, and every time... every single time! He felt extremely invigorated.


Chapter 71: I Have No Choice But You? (2)