"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

　　My preferred car choice was not available at the moment, so I selected from the options they had. Now all I had to do was wait for the car.


　　The doorbell rang again. That must be Chris.


　　I walked to the door and ushered him in.


　　"Welcome to my humble home Chris," I said as I released myself from the brief hug we shared.


　　"I'm glad I made it," he replied with a grin spreading across his face.


　　I took him to the living room and we settled down. "Would you like anything? Water? Soda? Wine? Money?"


　　He laughed lightly. "Water is fine."


　　I went into the kitchen, got a bottle of water with a glass and served him.


　　"How is it going? Where are the kids?" He asked as he placed the glass back on the mini tray I served him in.


　　"Oh they're upstairs with the nanny," I replied.


　　"Oh, that is okay. I hope they are getting better?" He asked, his eyes not leaving me the entire time.


　　Whoosh! That is a bit uncomfortable.


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