Your Gold Digger is Actually A True Heiress by Vera Fiore

Chapter 32

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nesty radiating from both men

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tuxed to Ade, eyes blazing, with bed. Her voice cold wave frozen

bows. Drake’s chest constricted painfully. She’d nursed him through MOROT OR WR Bears in key

is he?” Drake’s

“My fiance

crumpled. “You’re lying…”

ambulance, leaving

the same room. Drake lay in the bed nearest the door, his head swathed in bandages, an IV dripping steadily.

expression–perhaps memory of all those times she’d anxiously watched over him in hospital before.

settled into the chair beside Asher, her movements gentle and deliberate. “Does it hurt badly?” Her voice carried a tenderness that pierced

steady and careful. Each small gesture of care was like a knife twisting in his chest. This was

called softly, then again more urgently when she

speaking softly to Asher as if Drake’s voice was merely background noise. Her complete indifference was more devastating than any show of anger could have

Asher was another reminder of what he’d lost. The way she naturally leaned toward Asher, how her hand unconsciously rested near his–these small intimacies

the matter privately. The official formality of assault charges dissolved into a

security personnel, his normally impeccable appearance disheveled from rushing over. Beads of sweat dotted his forehead