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Chapter 035

Author: AUTHOR_DANNY
last update Last Updated: 2024-04-04 03:24:18

LORA

My phone rang just when I was going to get the house's layout. I hurried into my room to take it. Anton was calling, and I had a pretty good idea why.

"Well, this is quite a surprise," I drawled when I picked up the call.

"Hello again, Lora," he said quietly. "The real surprise is you turning up at Damian's... again. I thought you were finally out of his life after the last time."

"I'm not trying to come back into his life. I told you, my boyfriend-"

"Oh, come off it, Lora. Let's not rehash that story. Look, I think it's best that you leave Damian's house. Stay in a hotel like he suggested. Trust me, it's going to be awkward living in the same house with his wife-"

I fell back on the comfortable bed. If only Anton knew that he was wasting his time!

I fought to keep the smile out of my voice as I said, "His wife was the one who said I could stay. So, I'm staying."

"She obviously didn't know what she was-"

"And when she said I could stay, Damian didn't put up a
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