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... son’s face gradually turned pale. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

She was thinking about jumping off the building, but she never actually planned on doing it!

The baby was her life now. Just who the hell alerted the authorities that caused her to be shot with an anaesthetic gun?

The more Gillian thought about it, the more upset and embarrassed she became.

Could there be anything more humiliating than being tranquilized while attempting suicide by jumping off a building? She felt ...

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