"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 drove in silence as Belle sat beside me, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap. I could feel the tension radiating off her in waves, and I didn't blame her. The Perri mansion was a place filled with too many bad memories for her, and the thought of going back there- especially with everything happening in her family- must've been overwhelming.


　　"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked softly, keeping my eyes on the road, though I desperately wanted to turn and see her expression.


　　She was quiet for a moment, and then she nodded, though her voice came out small, uncertain. "I have to. There's no running from it."


　　"I'll wait up for you," I said, breaking the silence. "No matter how long it takes."


　　Belle glanced at me then, a sad smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "You don't have to do that, Zane. I'll be fine."


　　"I don't care," I replied, gripping the steering wheel tighter. "I'll wait."


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