Breaking Free from the Ex-Husband

He grunted and sat down at the table.

After a slow breath, he picked up the coffee.

The first sip made him gag, but he forced it down out of politeness.

“What kind of beans did you use? This tastes awful,” he said, looking displeased.

Agnese stammered, “Same… same ones Mrs. Hale always used. I followed her method exactly.”

With coffee, temperature and brewing methods mattered.

With coffee, temperature and brewing methods mattered. People adjusted them based on the beans they used.

He frowned and took another sip. Still awful.

Spitting it back into the cup, he slammed it down.

After a moment, he swallowed his anger, set down his fork, grabbed his jacket, and left without a word.

His face was sullen.

Agnese, pale and rattled, quickly called Iris.

Iris picked up and said only two sentences before ending the call.

“Agnese, I’m not Heriberto’s maid. Don’t call me about this again.”

Nathaniel had already arranged for a housekeeper, who had made a big

thinking how pathetic and

had shaken her hard enough to

He had a few

hard to believe Lumora Group, the country’s most popular beauty and

her third year of college when she founded

but she had been learning

under her grandmother’s influence, she was already reading old medical books

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were worn from constant use before she ever walked into a lecture

turning point came from Heriberto’s

time, Megan was going through menopause. Dark spots on her

a blend of a dozen herbs and

she mixed a natural remedy to

but the results were

uses, the spots began to fade. After ten, they were gone with no pain or side

Megan’s sleep improved too.

the other rich women

whatever promised

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the brand–natural skincare, cosmetics, and wellness products made for

them.