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Chapter 127 – Something That Belongs To Her
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Paint My World Red Chapter 130 – My Frenemy
(Aya’s POV)“I went to your place, but someone told me I could find you here,” Scarlett said, glancing at the small chapel. “I...” She closed her eyes and swallowed hard like she was gathering the courage to talk to me.She was far from the Scarlett I had seen in the pictures at the villa. My heart could not help to feel pity as I looked at her. The scar on her cheek, her dry and pale skin, the dark circles under her eyes, and the way she gazed that seemed to lack energy pierced my heart.“What do you want?” I choked but cleared my throat.This was not the best time to fall apart in front of Scarlett. Yet, I could not help but wonder if I had done something that angered heaven and brought these people back into my life to break me.“Stay away from my husband, Aya,” she blurted like a bomb.I took a deep breath and pressed my lips as I thought about what she said. I opened my mouth to tell her I did, but I pressed my lips as I did not know how I could stay away from the man I loved jus
Paint My World Red Chapter 131 – Aya's Secrets
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Paint My World Red Chapter 132 – The Secret Door
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Paint My World Red Chapter 133 – Done With Self-Sacrificing
(Aya’s POV)I turned off my cell phone and leaned on the seat’s backrest, closing my eyes for a few minutes. I opened my eyes when we were near the bus terminal. I turned to Katie when she opened her eyes, blinking and looking around the car. She only closed her eyes again and went back to sleep when she saw me beside her.“Hi, I’m Aya,” I cocked my head to the side, introducing my name to the driver.“Bert.” He glanced at the rearview mirror and smiled softly. “I’m sorry, but my beautiful boss gave me specific orders. Pick you up. Give you that duffle bag. Take you to the airport. Make sure you ride the plane. Go home. No talking, especially asking.”I chuckled, shaking my head. “Thank you, Bert, but that was not the plan. I’m sorry.”“Huh?” He looked ahead, but the knitting in his brows told me he was confused. “Yeah,” I faked a smile. “She must have misunderstood me. It should be... Umm... Pick me up. Give me the duffle bag. Drop me at the nearest bus station. Go home. No talking
Paint My World Red Chapter 134 – If Only
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(Aya’s POV)“Mommyyyy!!!”In my dream, Katie was screaming because Myra was dragging her out of our house. When I opened my eyes, I realized it was not a dream. She was seated beside me, screaming terrifyingly as the shadow entered the door. My heartbeat was as deafening as my daughter’s cry.Then the living room brightened when the shadow switched on the light.Only then Katie stopped screaming.“Aya?” The older man asked, squinting his eyes as he tried to recognize me. “Mariel Aida Sophia?”I blinked, adjusting my eyes to the suddenly well-lit living room. My forehead creased, thinking about where I met him, but my heart was still panicking, and Katie, still trembling, snuggled closer to me.“I think you owe me a cup noodles?” He smiled, reminding me where we had met.I gasped, raising my index finger and scanning my tired brain for his name.“Marco!” I beamed, my eyes sparkling as I remembered. “Hey, baby. Don’t be scared. He’s a friend,” I said, smiling at my daughter to assure he
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