Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE!

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 97

Dear Ex-Wife, You Are MINE! Chapter 97 win her over

AUTHOR’S POV

Camilla’s bedroom in the White Mansion was in disarray, with broken wine bottles and shattered glass vases strewn across the floor. Among the debris were torn and ruined articles of clothing, while others remained intact but were still littered on the ground alongside the shattered glass.

The lady displaying signs of a mental condition is seated by the window, holding a beer bottle and a vape. Her face is completely flushed and marked with tear stains. Her makeup has been smudged due to the constant crying. She is filled with anger as her hands tremble, driven by the chaotic sequence of events she experienced earlier at the DW’s office.

Since she understood Alessandro, she only loved him and his money, but that woman snatched everything away from her! That only woman has captured both Devobte brothers; now, they are fighting against each other! But, what is her fault in all this!?

They only used her in their time of need, and now, when they think her usefulness is over, they discard her!

“AAGH!” Camilla screamed in frustration and threw away the bottle in her hand as it broke into pieces, and the floor was stained with liquors inside.

In a hurry, her mother, who had been outside the house attending a friend’s party, swiftly made her way to the room. Mrs White gasped loudly, covering her mouth.

“Camilla! What is wrong with you!?”

She immediately rushed beside her while Camilla threw herself in her mother’s arms and cried her heart out. She explained everything to her mother amidst sobs and hiccups.

Mrs White caressed her head. “Don’t feel low, Camilla. Crying won’t solve it. You need to stand strong and avenge yourself.”

Hearing her mother’s words, she raised her head and met her mother’s gaze. Suddenly, she realized her mother was right. She needs to get what she wants.

She needs to find her way!

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individuals enjoying themselves. Nestled in the heart of New York, this

have one thing in common—money. They

inside the hotel classily. She walked toward

am here to meet Mr Jordan Smith in room

her with a polite smile and requested her to wait momentarily. She then contacted the room number mentioned. Once granted permission, the receptionist

stood before room 1505. As she observed the room number, her eyes grew icy, recalling the events from three years ago when she had drugged Alessandro in this very room, intending to

her pleasure to remind herself of the pain

the door, and a second later, the door opened, revealing a middle-aged man with a

However, on that particular night, Victoria

quickly became intimate. Despite his less appealing appearance, she saw the advantages he could provide, making him one of her sexual partners for years. And of

already possess these things also seek companionship with

as he stepped aside with

the room, he closed the door and immediately pushed her back on the wall, pressing his hard-on between her thighs

a little to get away from him. However, he has gone wild,

pill to keep himself strong in bed throughout the night. However, Camilla needed to confirm something first. She struggled harder

frowned. “What is wrong with

here to warm his bed and

the edge of

important to tell

didn’t want to risk annoying her and losing

the black robe

walked toward him before sitting on his lap. Her fingers

grip on her waist, Jordan took a deep breath before

not say ‘no’ to her

seduction, she began to talk, “Do you know the daughter of the Edwards family who recently showed up? Victoria

Victoria, and he hated her! From his point of view, the woman

Why do you mention her name at this time?” Jordan growled a little