"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

　　"Reon?" I called out as I heard his voice echo in the wind.


　　"Mummy," I turned at the sound of Tyris's voice, but I did not see any of them.


　　"Tyris baby, come on out to mama," I pleaded, but my pleas fell on deaf ears .


　　The same went on for Royer and Torin and no matter how much I pleaded, they were unresponsive.


　　Then I sat down and began to cry on the floor and all four of them began running in my direction, but as they got closer to me, they were intercepted by a giant thrice as tall as I was.


　　"Be gone, if you want to see them alive!" The voice roared.


　　I jerked awake from bed to meet the beautiful morning light that filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over my room. I lay in bed, my body heavy with the weight of worry and despair. It had been two weeks since my children were taken, and I felt like I was living in a nightmare.


CHAPTER 124