"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?" 

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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

　　Exiting the Manor mansion, I noticed Ellen trailing shamelessly behind me with a few servants holding her luggage and bringing them with her.


　　I quickened my pace and Mr Rogers stood to open the car for me. I entered and shut the door angrily, but before we moved Ellen walked up to the car and tapped on the window.


　　"If the doors are all closed, how the hell am I supposed to get in?" She demanded.


　　"Get lost," I snapped, my voice dripping with contempt.


　　"Is it not only right I join you home as your responsibility now?" Ellen persisted.


　　"If you know what's good for you, you'll stay as far away from me as possible," I retorted, my patience wearing thin.


　　"Let's go," I instructed Mr Rogers with a heavy sigh.


　　As the car ignition was turned on, I turned over at Ellen, casting a disdainful glance toward her as she reluctantly retreated to her own vehicle.


CHAPTER 91