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Chapter 160

Author: Sylvia Queen
last update Last Updated: 2024-06-24 19:36:57
Lorraine snuffed out the cigarette and looked desolate once again.

Noelle was aware that beneath her seemingly jovial exterior, there lay a heart beset by sorrow. "Is it because he doesn't want to marry you?" she asked tentatively.

Lorraine scoffed. "I won't ever get married! Men are all the same—nothing but trouble!" She had an abortion for him, stood by him for ten years, gave him the best years of her life, and what did she get in return?

Noelle couldn't agree more. Men were nothing but trouble! "Here's to the truth we both see!" She raised her glass and clinked it with Lorraine's.

Meanwhile, Xyla's asthma symptoms had been brought under control at the hospital. Yet, tears still streaked her cheeks as she gazed plaintively at the man standing solemnly beside her bed. "Quint, I-I didn't mean to…" she murmured, her face buried in her hands, and her shoulders trembling with each sob.

She couldn't believe that Noelle would have the nerve to record their conversation. She woul
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