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."

is Mr. Hawk's way of showing

matter how sweet he is, this is still like chocolate-flavored shit, or shit-flavored chocolate

ran past Wendy, leaving her slapping her

me. Only Wendy

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Charter 0110

to be an hour late for my meeting with Nicolas. I

when I turned up.

Hawk didn't come to the

Claudia must've kept him busy. Drawing in a deep breath, I clenched my bag

meet today. I'll wait

I expect that I'd have to wait from

showed up at midnight, I was already sound asleep on the couch. As the citrus scent of the coat he

from the couch. My gaze drifted from his face to the table in front of me, which

company. By noon, I ordered takeout for him again, knowing that he didn't eat leftovers. Then,

as I touched the barely warm containers. I lowered my gaze, regret palpable

grabbed my hand and fixed his

into the trash can.

and cupped my chin. The next thing I knew, something

eaten, but I still can eat." He devoured my lips, his voice muffled against them as he continued, "I still

Our

his fingers gently, trying to show him my submission