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Valerie's POV My dismissive comment was enough to put Charlotte in the thinking spot. She had to reel over what she just lied about.Did she just deny the fact that the baby is dead because of her? Or the fact that she is a murderer because of her unending envy towards me?I shrugged it off and made my way into my room to greet Jasmine whose gaze was fixed on a novel she had on her thighs.“ This is interesting!." She announced, shooting a quick glance at me immediately as I yanked the door open. She returned her gaze back to the book she was earlier engrossed in." You didn't tell me you still had Elmer's collections in your closet. I stumbled on it while you were away.” Safe added, collecting a glass of orange juice from me. My face pulled to a ,my frown deepening.When would Jasmine learn to respect my privacy and stop going through my stuff?“ When are you going to learn to keep your fingers on your thighs and not glued on ransacking through my clothes?.” I asked, my voice laced
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- Valerie's POV "Yo—You're pregnant?" Jasmine stuttered “You are preganant!!” her high-pitched voice echoing through the room and into my already mashed brain. She screamed, pulling me into a bone-crushing hug as I gripped the pregnancy stick, harder than I would grip anything else. "I'm pregnant?" I choked out, gasping for air as Jasmine squeezed me tighter. "Yes!! And I'm going to be the godmother. This is the best day ever!" She squealed in excitement, finally releasing me to plant a kiss on my cheek. But I can't be pregnant. I can't. "Let me get us some fruit juice, since someone is banned from wine for a few months!" She exclaimed, leaving the room of my apartment penthouse. My world spun in circles, my body growing cold and breath turning ragged. How could I be pregnant when I wasn't supposed to be? I bit my nails, trying to calm my pounding heart as fear gripped me tighter. "Drake is one lucky man!" Jasmine returned, shoving a glass of juice into my hand and forcibl
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Valerie's POVI gripped the steering wheel tight, my fingernails digging into the soft leather fabric of the wheel, another hand pressing my phone to my ear as I dialed Drake’s number for the last time as angry tears blurred my vision of the road, making keeping control of my car almost an impossible task as I clamped down on the accelerator, my heart beating so fast, I could hear it in my ears."The person you're trying to reach isn't available. Leave a message after the beep.""I’ll leave your keys in the mailbox. Pick them up whenever you want," I spat into the phone before hanging up. Drake never apologized. He never even bothered.I stormed into the penthouse, my anger boiling over. How could Drake get engaged without telling me? I yanked clothes from the closet, stuffing them into my suitcase. Each item felt like a piece of my broken heart.Three years. Three years of being his wife, attending his events, meeting his family. And now the whole world knew he was marrying someone e
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The Billionaire’s Mistress Contracted Wife Humiliated at his wedding
Valerie’s POV It took me a minute to understand what had just happened, and like a reflex, I called him back. “What do you mean, come to the wedding?” I demanded, my head still pounding from crying. “I mean, come to the wedding,” he replied, his tone clipped, and I started to grow irritated. “Well, no. You can't just tell me where to show up. I am not your wife,” I snapped. “Even better, you're my mistress. So be there by eleven A.M,” he replied. “No. No. I won't be coming. Don’t you see how I would be embarrassed? I could lose whatever face I still have with your family in less than twenty minutes sitting at your table, so no, I won't be coming to your wedding,” I said harshly. My phone beeped with a message, and my eyes widened at what I saw. “I just sent half a million dollars for your brother’s treatment. I heard there are more treatment agencies for leukemia. See you at 11 A.M. tomorrow, and don’t make me repeat myself again,” he said and ended the call. I was frozen lik
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Valerie’s POV“She’s pregnant!” Jasmine suddenly exclaimed, stepping in front of me as my heart threatened to burst.“For joy! She is just so happy for the newlyweds, she couldn’t hold it in. I was just telling her she needed to tell Drake how she felt, pregnant with joy, to get it off her chest,” Jasmine lied so fluently that I had to cast her a look. Ron, on the other hand, didn’t seem to buy any of it. His gaze remained fixed on me, piercing and expectant.“For the record, I think Charlotte is also a nasty little icy devil,” he said, a smile spreading on his face as I unconsciously released a sigh of relief.“That doesn’t mean—” I placed a hand on Jasmine’s shoulder, stopping her from saying yet another lie. Ron’s mischievous eyes made me feel oddly safe.Ron walked past Jasmine and drew me into a hug. At first, my body was shocked, but then I melted into his embrace. His warmth comforted me as his big hands wrapped around my shoulders and his chin rested on my head, offering me a
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