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CHAPTER 50

I was a bit scared to meet Hillary. She's going to throw a tantrum because I haven't been home for a while.

I scratched the back of my head and walked to our room.

I glanced around the room as I entered, searching for Hillary, but I didn't sight her.

I checked the bathroom, and she wasn't there either. I went to her formal room and she wasn't there as well.

“Where the fuck is she?” I made my way to the kitchen and met Greta doing the dishes.

“Greta, dónde está Hillary?” “Back Garden sir.” She said calmly and my muscles suddenly relaxed.

I breathed out slowly and ran my hand through my hair before walking to the back garden.

She was sitting in the grass. She spread a cloth on the grass and sat there while gazing at the flowers. My blood boiled when my eyes shifted to what she was wearing.

She was wearing a tight top and shorts that displayed her thick thighs. I stormed towards her and stood inches away from her. She glanced at me and looked away.

“You're back?” “What the fuck are y
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