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CHLOE'S RETURN*2
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**"Hello, who is this?"** Amelia’s voice was calm, but there was a hint of irritation beneath her words. She had not expected this call, especially not from him. **"It's me, Mark,"came the hesitant reply. His voice sounded strained, almost desperate. **"Amelia, I...I needed to talk to you."** She immediately felt a surge of anger rise within her. **"What are you calling me for? Are you out of your mind?"** The words were sharp, each syllable laced with disbelief. Mark paused, trying to find the right words. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions, confusion, and a love that had twisted into something he could no longer control. **"Yes, I'm out of my mind, Amelia,"** he finally admitted, his voice breaking slightly. **"Can't you see? I love you. I can't think straight anymore. Please, I want back my old Amelia, the one I could talk to, the one who made me feel like...like everything made sense."** Amelia was silent for a moment. She could hear the sincerity in his voice, the raw emo
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"Amelia, just take a look at yourself. You’re staying in a man’s house who says he loves you," Chloe sneered, her voice dripping with contempt as she stood in front of Amelia, her hands on her hips, her eyes narrowed with disdain. Amelia looked down at her hands, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill. She knew Chloe’s words were meant to hurt, to cut deep, but she refused to give her the satisfaction of seeing her cry. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her voice. "Please, I need to go upstairs." "Shut up! Just shut the fuck up!" Chloe’s voice rose, her face contorting with anger as she took a step closer to Amelia, her eyes flashing dangerously. "Do you think you have the right to talk back to me? Let me give you a warning, Amelia. You’re in way over your head." "Warning? What, huh?" Amelia finally looked up, meeting Chloe’s gaze with a steely resolve that surprised even herself. She was tired of being bullied, tired of being pushed around by this
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Later that night, Amelia heard the sound of a car pulling into the driveway, but she didn’t care enough to go downstairs. It was as if the energy had been drained from her completely, leaving her with nothing but a hollow ache in her chest. She sat there on the bed, staring blankly at the movie playing on the screen. The bright, colorful scenes did little to lift her spirits. Instead, they only seemed to mock her with their cheerfulness, contrasting sharply with the storm brewing inside her. When Alexander walked into the house, he assumed Amelia was asleep. He moved quietly, his footsteps soft on the carpet as he made his way upstairs. He didn’t want to wake her, knowing how exhausting the past few days had been for both of them. But when he opened the door to their bedroom, he was surprised to see her sitting up in bed, her face illuminated by the flickering light of the television. She looked distant, her gaze unfocused, as if she was lost in a world far removed from the one aro
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Chloe stormed up the stairs, each step echoing her determination. She reached the top, her anger fueling her movements as she approached the door to Amelia and Alexander's bedroom. Without hesitation, she pushed it open, the door swinging wide to reveal the couple inside. The sound startled Amelia, who was sitting on the bed, and Alexander, who had been in the middle of undressing. "What do you think you're doing?" Alexander demanded, his voice sharp with both surprise and anger. Chloe crossed her arms, her gaze locked on Amelia. "You think you can just chase me out of your house like that? Never. This is my house, my son’s house, and there is nothing—absolutely nothing—you can do about it," she declared, her voice dripping with defiance. Amelia stood up, trying to maintain her composure despite the shock of Chloe's intrusion. "Chloe, this is not your house. You can't just barge in here and make demands. This is Alexander’s home, our home," she said firmly, though there was an edge
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Chloe went downstairs, her mind saw things with anger frustration, emotions she could feel the resentment boiling up inside her. The thought of being sent back to Canada like some discarded object was unbearable. She wasn't going to take it quietly-no, she had to make them understand that she was a force to be reckoned with.As she walked through the dimly lit hallway. her eyes landed on the elegant art pieces that adorned the walls. Each piece was a symbol of the life Alexander had built- a life that Chloe had once been a part of, a life that she felt was being ripped away from her. Her lips curled into a bitter smile. If they thought they could just send her away without a fight, they were sorely mistaken.Without a second thought, Chloe grabbed the nearest vase, a delicate piece of art that had probably cost a fortune. and hurled it to the ground. The sound of shattering porcelain echoed through the house, a violent symphony of her anger. But she didn't stop there. She moved from
THE BILLIONAIRE LAST CHANCE THE SILENT RIFT
After their intimate moment that morning, Amelia lay beside Alexander, feeling a fleeting sense of peace. But it didn’t last long. As they lay in each other’s arms, breathing heavily from their shared passion, Alexander’s phone rang, shattering the silence. He groaned, reluctant to let go of Amelia’s warm body, but the insistent ringing pulled him away. He reached over to the nightstand, glancing at the caller ID before answering. His expression changed from one of relaxation to one of urgency. “What is it?” Amelia asked, her voice soft and slightly worried. “It’s the office,” Alexander replied, his tone shifting from tender to serious in a heartbeat. “There’s an urgent matter I need to attend to.” Amelia sighed, pulling the sheets closer around her as she watched him rise from the bed. “Do you have to go now?” Alexander nodded, already moving to get dressed. “Yes, but I’ll be quick. I’ll come back as soon as possible, and then we can head out together.” He leaned down, planting
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Alexander was beginning to feel the strain in his marriage. He noticed how Amelia had been acting differently since that morning. Her usually bright demeanor had dimmed, replaced by a coldness that he couldn't quite understand. After their conversation, when she brushed him off and said she just wanted to be alone, Alexander felt a pang of guilt and confusion. He had no idea what he had done to upset her so much, and the more he thought about it, the more frustrated he became. "Amelia," he tried talking to her again, "why are you giving me attitude? What did I do?" Amelia turned to him, her eyes reflecting a mix of emotions—hurt, anger, and something else he couldn't quite place. "I just want to be alone, Alexander. Can't you see that? I need space." Her words hit him like a cold splash of water. Alexander sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. He wanted to fix things, to understand what was going on with her, but Amelia's cold demeanor was a wall he couldn't seem to brea
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Amelia went to visit her parents. It had been so long since she had last seen them, not since her grandmother's funeral. Her visits had become less frequent, life getting in the way, and the tension in her home made it hard for her to think about much else. The drive to her parents' house was long, but it was peaceful—much needed after everything she had been through. The moment she arrived, her mother opened the door with a warm smile, but Amelia could see the concern in her eyes. They hugged tightly, her mother's arms wrapping around her as if trying to shield her from all the troubles she had been facing. "Amelia, my dear, it's so good to see you," her mother said, leading her inside. The house smelled of freshly baked bread, the familiar scent bringing back memories of happier times. Her father was sitting in his usual chair by the fireplace, a book in hand, but he quickly put it down when he saw Amelia. "Amelia, sweetheart," he greeted her with a tight embrace. "It's been
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