When Love Is a Lie

–

Chapter 88 Looks Like Ms. Spencer About to Marry True Love

Whitney beard a familia solo. She looked mer and sam terlappensching, dressed in a smoky pay trench coat anda darknavy hurtleneck sweater. “sorts dining heir poo” That’s quite the coincidence.” Damun remarked, glanding between Whitney and Noel, Inn tone loaded with hidden mean No weed his parte amian gripping Whitey’s arm. Ha word tok in a brangende as he replied, “Tmjet het

bemessevent. It’s already see to the big day, and

whamery had gone though so much to escape tiven the Spetses provence, and Noethateven helped her find a place to stay

katiemake matters worse, the had collectie volt kia, Dhar Dena hadapestisodial de epipment and that her teren maantul

„Taberkir, Nor” Damian replied, hictine potior but diundulve

Noel termed, striding freeand a sleek black sodan parked by the car. The chauffe standing by the cat opened the dot for him as he approached

dan di mq of miching into the night

“Have inú looked enough?” Duman’s dark vetor pulledher back, and Whitney burned to ten hinir pare

Duman’s grip rightened on her wrist as he said, “None of my conveen Pen 1 for get your father’s words. This fan’i just about me anymore. Il you upset hin, pour mother’s treatment might.

but his

with a bathing she’d never felt be

l’Ekeep the expagrisent, but I’m not moving back so your villa. ”

ananging intration with his business and by hinting that after he married timey, there would be more terrieri:

that no matter what, he would support the marriage alliance between the sport and Howard familie

had put on a show, knowing full well

enough, no matter how she struggled, there

he came here for tonight. There was no need to push molurd

said “Burat Grandpa visits the villa, you must be present.”

was a cabbet caught in a trap, it didn’t matter where shelved.

Whmey aged, then

and tumed to get

home, she collapsed onto the sofa without

het lett bent body, staring blankly into the

à moment to reach be it

up? Muti gáng so? E’ve been ended ack?” Yvette’s cake came

wanttony, but let your

sounded dannet. “Don’tory! Take your time and tell

second then pairate lange

road