"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

　　I had searched tirelessly for her, combing through every lead and following every clue, but she remained elusive. It pained me to think of her alone, struggling alone to survive with the kids. I know I sent her a lot of money after the accident, but I don't think it was enough.


　　I cannot let Kamille find out that I know the truth about the kids. I sighed.


　　I wiped away the tears that stained my cheeks. The Manors had to be taken care of once and for all, if Kamille and the kids were to be freed from danger.


　　The Manors were faced with public scrutiny, but that did not stop their dirty activities.


　　I made my way to each of my children's beds, a mixture of love and sadness welling up inside me. I planted gentle kisses on their heads.


　　As I reached Reon, his eyes fluttered open, and we locked gazes for a moment, a silent understanding passing between us.


　　"How is Royer and mum?" Reon asked, breaking the silence with a soft voice filled with concern.


CHAPTER 51