"Sign them. Now!" He threw the papers across the bed and they fluttered in front of me, taunting me with words boldly spelled on them. 
Divorce. 
My blood had fizzled out. I refused to believe this was happening. I had never filled myself with delusions of Ezekiel ever loving me, but I had truly believed we could both tolerate our obligations to each other. 
Perhaps I was just blinded by love. 
"You're breaking this marriage because of Ellen? Because of my sister?" 

**** 
As though the death of her grandmother and a painful divorce weren't enough torture for one day, Camille Manor stands frozen in the face of a family annulment.
Letting go of her past life, she leaves for the States where she aims to start life afresh and raise her children not even the father knew about. Things change when she receives a shocking letter that changes everything. 
Now, after four years of staying away, Camille must return to London to face the lurking shadows of her past. But with her ex-husband back in her life, will her plans for revenge go smoothly? 
In the midst of exposing buried family secrets, she struggles to tame the feelings she still has for Zeke despite his betrayal while hiding his paternity over her children. Meanwhile, she takes down the Manor's one by one in a bid to reclaim the honor that was once hers.

Barren Heiress Returns With Quadruplet

　　With a nod of understanding, Andrew and the driver stepped back, allowing me to make my way to my car alone. The penthouse was only a few feets away from the hospital, so I arrived in no time.


　　As I pulled up to the penthouse, a sense of relief washed over me at the sight of some of my men already stationed there, with Kamille's friends and the kids.


　　Turning off the engine, I sat in the car for a moment, closing my eyes. I took a deep breath, trying to quiet the wave of emotions swirling within me. The events of the night had taken their toll, leaving me weary and drained.


　　These Kids were mine. What could have made the Manors lie about her fertility status?


　　As I sat in the car, a flood of memories washed over me, pulling me back to the conversations I'd had with my grandfather.


CHAPTER 50