His logic was solid and persuasive.

Rosalynn cast her eyes down at their interlocked fingers, her Lips parting in a slight purse.

His wife?

It should be his ex-wife!

Ballard’s expression soured as he watched the striking pair, a combination of handsome and beautiful, his irritation palpable.

“Mr. Hughes, if she is indeed your wife, are you aware of her secret meetings with another man at midnight? During the earthquake, one man held her so tightly in his embrace that she emerged without a scratch while he perished. It’s clear he cherished her deeply! Mr. Hughes, it appears you’ve been made a fool, haven’t you?”

a semblance of a

at the thought of

imperceptibly, his presence once more becoming

Ballard’s remarks must have touched a

Rosalynn struggled to slip her fingers from

she was present there. I was overseas, unable to rescue her myself, so I sent my

was frosty, his scan

warning. Any slander against my wife will not

was chilling, laden with

glances, none eager to incite

her lip, taken aback by

there was hesitance

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