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Emelia’s mind spun as she stared at the intricately designed invitation. Ashton, the man she loved, was getting married. He had moved on. The reasonable part of her was happy for him; it was best that they stay apart after all, and having different partners was the best way to do this. Honestly, she didn't think it would hurt this much. She bit her lips unknowingly, looking aggrieved and uncomfortable. Winter, who had been watching her closely, couldn't help but laugh, but there was no joy in his eyes. So, it was like this; she still couldn't let go, even after so long. "What are you thinking about? It's just a wedding invitation. It's not like you are being forced to go." Although, it would be to his benefit if they went. He wanted her to see Ashton marrying someone else with her own eyes so that in the future, she wouldn't dare think of a life with him. Wasn't he good enough as a husband? Why was she still obsessed with the heir of an underground organization whose business was

Emelia’s eyes widened at his sudden accusation. She pulled her mouth off him, gasping for air.“What? No!” she exclaimed, shaking her head. “I wasn’t thinking about Ashton.” The name was heavy on her tongue.She wasn't lying, but she still felt guilty for even making Winter consider the possibility that she would think about another man while they were intimate. She had really left a dark shadow over their relationship, and she didn't think it would ever get better. All she could do was try to correct her mistakes and make it up to him."Really? Then what were you thinking about?""Why I haven’t done this much earlier. It feels so relaxing."Winter raised a brow at her words, then his lips stretched into an amused grin. "Only you, Emelia Carter, would think giving a blowjob was relaxing.""It’s true though." She leaned forward and placed a wet kiss on the head of his cock, which was slick with her saliva. "You smell amazing. I could get lost in your scent for a very long time."Winter

"I..." She was about to defend herself, but in the end, there was nothing she could say. "I thought you'd want to see her."Emelia didn’t know whether Ashton would insist on being part of Evelyn’s life, but what she did know was that he deserved to see his daughter, even if this was the last time.Ashton must have thought the same thing. He took the baby from her mother's arms, the slight jostling waking her up. Her ocean-blue eyes fluttered open and peered at him, and Ashton felt his heart melt. In his arms was his daughter. Despite how messed up his life was, he had managed to create something so beautiful.He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and held her close to his chest. Joy clashed with pain, leaving him feeling utterly overwhelmed. While he was happy to know of his daughter’s existence and felt blessed to hold her in his arms, the thought of parting from her weighed heavily. His beautiful baby girl might never know of his existence; she would grow up calling another man "f

Principal Brandon's office wasn’t extravagant by any means, but it was cozy and comfortable. He even had a vending machine that students often used whenever they were sent to see him.He was a cool-headed guy. Evelyn had once heard that he was a genius in his childhood and had won multiple awards and recognitions for his state. Later, he settled into a teaching career, and within just a year, he became the head of the number one school in the state. Talk about an achievement.Evelyn usually liked him; he was cheerful and always knew how to make her laugh. But today, she found him rather biased. From the moment she walked into the room, he hadn’t once asked her what she had done wrong.Instead, he treated her like a colleague on a lunch break. It wasn’t that there was anything wrong with his behavior, but she was in a sour mood today and found herself faulting everyone.“Is there a reason you won’t punish me?” she asked.“Well, Ms. Dickens said you were littering, but a little secret a

Evelyn returned to her dad's office, and together they drove back home. Emelia had gotten home half an hour earlier and was already preparing dinner. She came to welcome her husband and daughter.The teenage girl made a disgusted face when she saw her parents kissing—no matter how old a person gets, it's always awkward seeing their parents getting intimate. "I'll go clean up first," she excused herself and rushed upstairs. After getting out of her clothes, she took a shower and dressed in shorts and a baggy T-shirt.With nothing better to do, Evelyn brought out her sketchbook and indulged in it. She wasn’t as good at drawing as she would like, but she had picked up the habit from her uncle, who said it was a great stress reliever. And it was. It helped calm her nerves, and she could push the stress of the day to the back of her mind.Evelyn was just adding color to her sketch when her phone rang. She reached for it and sighed in relief when she saw that it was Matilda calling. She wa