"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

　　I stepped out of my father's study, feeling the weight of urgency pressing down on me. I quickly dialed Becky's number. Father was a genius when it came to these things, so I had to trust him to protect me.


　　It would be very devastating to give birth to a child, no one would want.


　　After a few rings, she finally answered, her voice calm and collected. "Hello El. How are you?".


　　"Becky, it's time," I said urgently, my tone leaving no room for hesitation. I would have wanted to indulge her, but there was no time for a tea party, as I did not want to keep my dad waiting too long for me.


　　"Time for what?" Becky's voice was tinged with concern, sensing the urgency in mine.


　　"We need those sperms now," I replied firmly.


　　Becky hesitated, clearly caught off guard by my request. "Ellen, I've told you, Zeke has stopped donating sperm," she began, her voice trailing off uncertainly.


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