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Chapter 59: I’m Not Dead Yet, and You’re Already Flaunting Your Affair
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... > Jessica’s chest was heaving, her face flushed an angry blue.
She was still clutching the now empty glass from throwing the wine, her fingers gripping so tightly they were warped out of shape.
"You’re ruthless! What the hell did I do to deserve your wrath?"
He’d actually ratted her out to her parents—all the stuff about her abortion abroad, her wild parties, the photos—everything laid bare before them.
Now her parents had frozen all her cards, kicked her out of t ...
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