Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

Chapter 0110

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Chapter 0110

No one was home. I went back to the bedroom to get changed before heading out to meet Nicholas.

Once I opened the wardrobe, I realized my clothes were crumpled and shoved into a corner at the bottom, while Claudia's clothes were hung neatly. Nicholas's clothes were right next to hers.

Only then did I realize that one could be hurt without being beaten or insulted. Replacing one's clothes with a few pretty garments could easily do the work.

Bundling up my disappointment along with the wrinkled clothes, I tossed them into the laundry basket. I wouldn't allow myself to ponder about such things after Mom's passing. I only had to remember my goal, and I could sacrifice everything else.

I had no choice but to go to the dressing room downstairs. I purposely chose a dress, but it looked rather conservative.

As I studied my reflection in the mirror, I thought this was enough for Nicholas. I might scare him off if I went any bolder.

Wendy seemed to have planted a tracking device on me. Just as I was about to head, the scent of herbal tonic wafted through the air.

I frowned, wondering how I ever managed to down such disgusting stuff. Even after years of taking it, I still failed to conceive a child for him. And now, this possibility was completely off the table.

Pinching my nose with one hand, I swatted the air around me with the other to dispel the smell.

"Wendy, you don't have to prepare the herbal tonic anymore. If Mr. Hawk insists on it, just pour it away in secret. I don't want to drink it."

disapprovingly. "No way! This is Mr. Hawk's way of

me, but I couldn't share her joy. "No matter how sweet he is, this is still like chocolate-flavored shit, or

past Wendy, leaving her slapping her thigh in exasperation while

Only Wendy treated me like a child.

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Charter 0110

an hour late for my meeting with Nicolas. I

surprised when I turned up. "Mrs. Hawk, what brings

Mr. Hawk didn't come

knew Claudia must've kept him busy. Drawing in a deep breath,

agreed to meet today. I'll

expect that I'd have to wait from dawn till

sound asleep on the couch. As the citrus scent of

to the table in front of me, which was laden with three

noon, I ordered takeout for him again, knowing that he didn't eat

touched the barely warm containers. I lowered my gaze, regret palpable in my voice as I murmured, "This

hand and fixed his searing gaze on me.

and threw the containers into the trash can. "Are you heading home? Or are you planning to work some

cupped my chin. The next thing I

voice

Our

I responded docilely. I squeezed his fingers gently, trying to show