"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

　　"What are you saying, Chris?" I asked. I would not want to believe Chris was a blabbermouth or that he would spew irrelevant accusations without evidence.


　　Immediately, Chris's expression shifted, his features softening as if he had realized his mistake. "Oh, never mind, Kamille," he said hastily, a forced smile tugging at his lips. "I must have been blabbering. You shouldn't worry about it."


　　Dang! Is he a fucking mind reader or something?


　　"Chris, don't brush this off," I insisted, my voice firm. "If you have something to say, then say it," I added as my expression hardened into a stoic mask as I fixed him with a piercing stare.


　　For a moment, there was silence between us, the tension thickening with each passing second. Chris looked at me and I returned the stare, slightly raising my eyebrows and motioning him to continue.


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