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2,195,690	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195283}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Superfood Complete: Nose to Tail Nutrition for a Healthier Dog	🌟 Transform Your Dog's Health with Katherine Heigl! 🌟 Forget the risky human foods and ""miracle"" dog treats... If you're looking for REAL, impactful ways to boost your dog's health, this message is for you! 🐾 Join Katherine Heigl, renowned actress and dog advocate, as she unveils simple yet POWERFUL alternatives to avocados, grapes, and more. Discover how salmon, blueberries, and pumpkin can revolutionize your dog's diet—no deprivation needed! Watch now and embark on a journey to a happier, healthier pup. 👉 lnk.to/BadlandsSurvey	LEARN_MORE	http://lnk.to/BadlandsSurvey	Katherine Heigl	https://www.facebook.com/KatieHeigl/	4,871,248	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	caninesuperfoods.com	VIDEO		http://lnk.to/BadlandsSurvey	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462795877_1200442961216874_5203188831111436932_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KCYrW2F1b9sQ7kNvgHeLLgk&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AwvYD5c_mljr0LDY4quZ1sy&oh=00_AYD8z3ur1wLg4VLbzfYEtc5-QVt79cf8GM_DonBl66JB_g&oe=67144619	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Katherine Heigl	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,272	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195280}'	No	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	"That evil woman stole my identity and my husband! "👇Download ReelShort TV to watch more series🥰	🔥Freya D'Lore is adored for being the wealthiest woman in America, for both having married a big CEO and crafting the #1 most desired jewelry under an alias. When she goes to the office to fill in for her husband, she discovers that another woman has taken up her name and is causing havoc in her personal and professional life. 👇Download ReelShort TV to watch more series🥰	WATCH_MORE	https://w2a.reelshort.com/reelshort/booksAdvPageV2	DailyDrama	https://www.facebook.com/61556925569725/	14,623	1969-12-31 18:00	Watch more	reelshort.com	VIDEO		https://w2a.reelshort.com/reelshort/booksAdvPageV2/?book_id=66e252be905b22a9500d6cd7&chapterId=2xdo65xp6j&chapterIndex=1&mediaType=fb&px=25247865436%253A1813&push_type=2&book_type=1&campaign_id={{campaign.id}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462938926_8373196989468514_8407002871952535467_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=084QlJVdkFAQ7kNvgE1VGop&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AXwNhHBcrkpg8-Nkvu_am3i&oh=00_AYCPBAeCGrkSMgASSUYJGL3LxHag04Lh6yBvazOpNbOZoA&oe=67143C45	PERSON_PROFILE	0	DailyDrama	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,633	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195627}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	From the moment I laid eyes on Allie, I wanted her, but there was one problem … she was married to someone else, and I’d never come between a man and his wife. When her life started to unravel, I was there to help pick up the pieces. The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for her husband's service. She sat there, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. I felt heartbroken about what she had gone through, and it only made me more determined to protect her. There was no way I could stand by and watch, I was all in, and there was no way I was going to miss her again. ———————— Allie My husband left me and our daughter forever due to illness. I don’t know how to go on in the future. I only know that it is really difficult for me. My brother, sister and sister-in-law mingled with the crowd, and I saw Dean sitting on a sofa in the back of the room with a now-sleeping Gracie sprawled across his lap. Dean was a sweet guy, and such a good match for Hannah. He grew up a few doors down from us, and he and my sister had been dating since high school. They had both just graduated from college recently, and we all fully expected to hear a wedding announcement in the near future. My parents and Alex's Aunt Ellen stood alongside me near the casket, as people made their way through the line to offer their condolences. This is an awful tradition, I thought, as I forced myself to smile politely while listening to endless platitudes, many from people I barely knew. I was pulled out of my inner rant by a familiar voice and looked up to see Nico Peretti speaking to a visibly flustered Aunt Ellen. Nico had that effect on people. He was tall, topping out at 6'3", broad shouldered and gorgeous, with his dark wavy hair, deep brown eyes and permanently tanned skin illustrating his Italian heritage. As the lead singer for Storm Front, he was well on his way to becoming a rock legend in the music business. I had been working as an assistant to his band's manager for two years, so I knew him well. Looking down the line behind him, I saw the other members of the band along with my boss, Michael Drummond and his wife Jayne. Nico finished speaking with Aunt Ellen, squeezing her hand lightly, before turning to me. He held my gaze for a long moment, then stepped forward and gathered me into his arms for a tight hug. I got a faint whiff of his cologne - sandalwood mixed with a hint of vanilla - and was once again thankful for a break from the rose scent permeating the room. "I am so sorry, Allie," he said with his signature low rasp. He gave me a final squeeze, and stepped back to allow Matt Gibson, the drummer, to lean in for a quick hug. I was touched that they had taken the time to come. Nico The guys and I purposely waited until the end of the visitation hours before slipping into the funeral home for Alex's service. We wanted to be there to support Allie, but we tended to attract attention wherever we went, and the last thing we wanted was to cause a scene here today. Allie, or Sunshine as I usually called her, had worked for us for two years or so now. She had started as an assistant to our band's manager, Michael Drummond, shortly after she got married. I remembered the morning I met Allie at his office. She was sweet, with a shy smile that charmed me. By the end of the day, her shyness had worn off and her smile was bigger and brighter as she quickly became comfortable around us. At the end of her first week, I'd had a day that devolved into a show of epic proportions. We'd had equipment malfunctions in the studio, followed by the news that an "exclusive tell-all" interview was getting ready to hit the stands featuring some groupie I could barely remember who had given the tabloid reporter explicit details about our backstage sexcapades. Already irritated with the equipment issues in the studio, I had become livid when our publicist had called to give me a heads up about the interview. Aside from my anger, I was embarrassed that such highly personal information had become tabloid fodder for the world to gossip over. After a meeting with the publicist as well as Michael, the latter of whom insisted I couldn't sue someone for telling the truth, I had been ready to explode. I had stormed out of the conference room, only to see Allie making a cup of tea in the breakroom across the hall. I'd ducked in there to grab a bottle of water from the refrigerator and had glanced at her as she brought the tea to her lips and took a small sip. When I'd caught sight of the mug in her hands, I had boomed out a laugh. The mug had a cartoon sun on it, wearing sunglasses. It said "I squint at the sun because it's bright. I squint at my coworkers because they aren't." Since she and Michael were only a two-person office, I had laughed at the implication that he was an idiot. Because I was pissed that he wouldn't let me sue the groupie, the reporter, or the rag he worked for, I'd appreciated the implied insult even more. As she had watched me laugh, she'd smiled widely, and her eyes had twinkled. "The mug amuses you?" she'd asked. "Yes, and when I go back in there and squint at Michael it will be even funnier," I'd responded, feeling some of my tension ease. "Well, I'm glad I could brighten your day a little bit," she'd said with a smile. I had nodded, and replied, "That you did, Sunshine. Thank you." We had all met Alex several times since then. They seemed to be a perfect match. He was a nice guy, funny, and he adored his wife. The last time I saw him before he got sick, was when Allie had the baby. I had stopped by the hospital with a huge stuffed unicorn wearing a princess crown (just to be clear, the unicorn was wearing the crown, not me), and a bouquet of sunflowers. I'd spent a few nerve-wracking minutes holding the baby — just long enough to forever lose a piece of my heart to Grace Elizabeth Donovan. She looked like she was going to favor her mother, with the same delicate features and hair with a slight curl in the same shade of blond as Allie's. A few of their friends and family were visiting at the same time, and they were pretty star-struck when I'd arrived. Alex had thought it was hilarious that I was getting more attention than the new baby they had all come to see and called me "Rock God" for the rest of the visit. After he got sick, I saw him in the hospital a couple of times. Once was only briefly, as I'd dropped Allie off after we finished at the studio and her car wouldn't start. I glanced around the packed room, taking note of the large group of people who had come to pay their respects. I hated that she was going through this. Of all people, Allie deserved to be happy. She was one of the most loving and genuinely caring people I had ever met. I've heard the phrase "beautiful inside and out" but never truly understood it until Allie. She was a beautiful soul wrapped up in a 5'4" package of gorgeous curves, blonde hair, and green eyes that reflected her every emotion. Since Alex's diagnosis, she had worked herself into the ground trying to take care of both Alex and their sweet baby girl, as well as trying to fit in as many hours as she could working for us. She'd had family helping out, but it was a lot to take on. I was sure she was worried about money, so she refused to take much time off. I'd overheard her on the phone with the insurance company one day when I took a quick break at the recording studio. We'd been trying to put the finishing touches on our album to get it ready by the projected release date. It was clear that she was torn between needing to be home more to help Alex and working to pay their bills. So, I had pulled Michael aside and told him to hire a temp to help out with our administrative needs, and we would fend for ourselves on the personal errands and she does for us. Between the four of us and Michael, we covered her salary. She'd tried to refuse, but we had insisted. She'd finally agreed because she'd known it was the best for her family. They needed her, we could make that happen. End of story. She will never know it, but I'd also arranged with the hospital to cover any outstanding medical bills. I had worked hard and had some incredibly lucky breaks in this business, and I'd been blessed with more money than I would ever spend in a lifetime. There was no way I could stand by and watch her and Gracie struggle with that kind of financial burden. As we waited for Allie to finish speaking to the couple in front of us in the visitation line, I saw an older woman I didn't recognize on the side closest to me, and Allie's parents standing next to her on the other side. I had met Steve and Colleen Kettering once, at the hospital the night Gracie was born. Steve was quiet and laid-back, and Colleen was a lot like her daughter, in looks and personality. The line moved forward, and I introduced myself to the older woman standing next to Allie, who was apparently Alex's aunt. If I recalled correctly, his parents were dead, and he had no siblings. Aunt Ellen, as I was instructed to call her, seemed a bit stunned when she recognized me. She quickly recovered and thanked me for being so supportive of Allie. "Of course," I assured her quietly. "Allie is important to all of us, and Alex was a great guy. We know how much she'll miss him, and we'll be there for whatever she and Gracie need." She teared up and her chin wobbled a bit as she tried to keep her composure. I gave her hand a light squeeze, then looked over to see Allie gazing up at me. I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around her. "I'm so sorry, Allie," I said, feeling at a loss for words. I'm a songwriter, for Christ's sake, you'd think I could come up with something more eloquent to say than that. But in that moment, I doubted there was anything anyone could say that would ease her pain. Allie, understandably. She was pale, with dark circles under her dull eyes, with a tightly controlled, pinched expression on her face. Her face was normally so expressive, and her eyes used to sparkle with sass and barely concealed laughter. I hated seeing her like this, in such pain. She'd obviously not been sleeping well. I had noticed when I saw her a few weeks ago that she had lost even more weight, so she was clearly not eating right either. I realized how much I'd missed seeing her smile. I hadn't called her by her nickname lately. It seemed insensitive in light of everything going on. I could only hope that we could get her to smile again soon.	LEARN_MORE	https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk	Lett011	https://www.facebook.com/100092011133637/	77	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn more	a.letsreadnovel.com	VIDEO		https://a.letsreadnovel.com/ad/bGV0c3JlYWQvMzIzNzk4LzIwMjQxMDExMTYwNjQ5L3BhZ2U=?adid={{ad.id}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462704964_3583735615262980_3150870157381473100_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nTG7pEPJmz0Q7kNvgG-nF2Q&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AYFlKgh59nSUJ5e4JsSvvny&oh=00_AYC3I-JAiCqLy-nj0Qy9dO092KtSAukoBaSur5mmYhZ9tQ&oe=6714396A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Lett011	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,929	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195924}'	No	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634			LEARN_MORE	http://alignsd.com/	drjuliegauthierdc	https://www.instagram.com/_u/drjuliegauthierdc	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	alignsd.com	CAROUSEL		http://alignsd.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/426468110_763043259074285_2028531407400762573_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=7fff4e&_nc_ohc=1GAeOHgjQSQQ7kNvgHee6fz&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYD0zifMuwialS6LA79yBHLBfGTdD_UISsyXkbvVUDRlzQ&oe=6714497A	IG_ADS_IDENTITY	1	drjuliegauthierdc	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,194,881	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2194836}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634		🚨🚨Urgent Medical Fundraiser 🚨🚨 (Warning:Graphic post/pics/videos) Late Friday night about 11pm, we received two urgent messages concerning a very friendly cat, crying & screaming for help. They had just arrived home(in Maccleny) and the kitty ran up to Logan’s (one of the finders) car and jumped onto their lap! They could see that the poor cat had a severely injured tail. Logan spent over 2 hours calling various places, even the police trying to figure out where to take this poor cat for help. Finally around 11pm someone recommended our rescue. Luckily the founder was still awake and saw their messages immediately. Logan offered to transport to the closest foster home. They were in tears when dropping off the kitty, but so relieved to have found help. Upon getting the cat inside for a better look, it was evident that the injury was much more severe than originally thought. The entire tail was bald, bloody and base of the tail had a large gaping wound that was completely full of maggots😭! (Pics and video after the graphic warning) The kitty needed immediate medical care so the foster loaded him up and met the director around 1am so she could take the kitty to the ER. They sedated him, thoroughly flushed and cleaned the wound and did an emergency tail amputation. We were all concerned about the risk of nerve damage, given the location of the wound. (Happy to report kitty has control of his bladder and bowels!!) He came through surgery great and came home Saturday night. He is on multiple antibiotics and pain meds. Now we begin the road to recovery, hopefully infection free. We want to Thank Logan and Logan’s mom for taking the time and effort to find the kitty help and not giving up or just looking the other way. In honor of Logan we named the kitty Logan! (Pic included of a post Logan made on their personal FB page). We also want to thank all of our followers and supporters! We couldn’t continue helping kitties like Logan without your support!! We operate solely on donations and ER bills are always very expensive. Paypal https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=9L2F6WGRW94H6 Venmo https://account.venmo.com/u/Springfieldkittycatshack Cash app https://cash.app/$SPRKittyCatShack?qr=1 Amazon wishlist https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/J6HFLWJW0EKK?ref_=wl_share Chewy wishlist https://www.chewy.com/g/springfield-kitty-cat-shack-rescue_b72614975#wish-list&wishlistsortby=DEFAULT #jaxcats #jacksonvillefl #cats			Springfield Kitty Cat Shack Rescue	https://www.facebook.com/kittycatshack/	6,606	1969-12-31 18:00			MULTI_IMAGES			1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463172269_1473144173374037_2622173998489819825_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=uw9JKR4r77YQ7kNvgFwjpiZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=APe3ql6mt3FbI7NaRHNnI3o&oh=00_AYC2q2x8LisKtoirhySVAYOCn6pDCn1P5JbxnV9_R5kzgQ&oe=67145693	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Springfield Kitty Cat Shack Rescue	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,194,821	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2194822}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	⚡ Decompress Your Spine Fast	🌟 Say Goodbye to Back Pain! The Healo Labs™ Back Reliever offers FDA-cleared spinal decompression and posture correction. Get instant, natural relief and start healing your spine today—no more masking the pain!	SHOP_NOW	https://healolabs.com/products/healo-labs-back-rel	Best Mechanic Tools	https://www.facebook.com/100089483120564/	8,419	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop now	healolabs.com	VIDEO		https://healolabs.com/products/healo-labs-back-reliever	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/463304640_8524174927647834_5208915080327235566_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cejTvQve9RwQ7kNvgGdbwCZ&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AZMJ-ACUDLUV5ULfc7_GszA&oh=00_AYAZQ5GWJD1-_LjT1SMfMYSz_BQeJTwrj373jPOiKc88lA&oe=671451CB	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Best Mechanic Tools	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,311	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195310}'	No	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634			VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE	http://instagram.com/kerryevanswrites	kerryevanswrites	https://www.instagram.com/_u/kerryevanswrites	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Visit Instagram Profile	instagram.com	CAROUSEL		http://instagram.com/kerryevanswrites	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/351441964_1400431533855818_2048242910203146409_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=7fff4e&_nc_ohc=i-1sX6zp8UkQ7kNvgH8ESZK&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYCQaYEPqCBvu8Ug6HSd96m4z93GwsRlvoScQ2CNV6ZCrg&oe=6714442E	IG_ADS_IDENTITY	1	kerryevanswrites	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,897	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195901}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634			SHOP_NOW	https://tinyandsnail.com/products/the-essential-16	Tiny and Snail	https://www.facebook.com/tinyandsnail/	2,444	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	tinyandsnail.com	CAROUSEL		https://tinyandsnail.com/products/the-essential-16	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/457288014_495636803102166_7093252039416958306_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cKz3PE7j28wQ7kNvgETPDZE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ar9ow8jAthc98rmfDVX4hky&oh=00_AYBNeqCkLlocKNPKjCtelTWB_H-QCSpAI0vXwAGO_gwIeQ&oe=67145C4A	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Tiny and Snail	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,800	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Read more	My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchel’s phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe it’s time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raegan’s shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. "Put me down! I don't want to go to the hospital!"	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2,195,805	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"is_bh_simple_request":false,"simple_request_ratio":1,"is_bh_selenium":false,"selenium_ratio":1,"ratio_threshold":0.8}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Read more	My husband is deeply in love with his first love. When I told him jokingly that I was pregnant, he told me seriously: "You can't have this baby." I loved him, but I didn't want to love him blindly, so I ran away. Nine months later, when I was giving birth to my baby in a small-town hospital, I got a call from a friend, "You know what? Your husband found out you were crazy." ============= Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom." Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?" Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. Just then, Mitchel’s phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. He was something to see now. "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. What? He was on his way out? At this hour? Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late." Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up." With that, he headed for the door. "Mitchel." Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. "What's the matter?" There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?" Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today." Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. Mitchel was the man in the picture! So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. "Hello!" It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks. At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel? Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?" The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?" "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. "You know what, forget it!" The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. They were talking about her as if she were an object. Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?" "Yes." "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her." Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..." Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. The woman was indeed Lauren! Absence made the heart grow fonder! Every word drove a knife into her heart. Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. "Raegan?" Chapter 2 One-sided Love Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!" Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it." Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?" Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. In the elevator. Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. Several employees were chatting inside. "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back." "And who is that?" "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!" "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?" "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!" Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. The love was one-sided. "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?" A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?" Raegan said nothing to that. Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe it’s time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool." Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself." "You..." Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?" It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..." Tessa was silenced by Raegan’s shove. Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!" Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness." Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?" These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. "That's enough!" Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. The entire room fell silent. "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me." The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?" His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. No one dared to make a sound at this moment. Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. Raegan could understand why he took this stand. However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. Was she truly insignificant to him? Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you." Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..." "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. "You..." Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!" Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson." "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. Tessa trembled at once. With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone." The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..." Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards." Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here." Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please." It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. Closing hour soon rolled by. Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home." Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. Did he come to pick her up? At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. Chapter 3 Let's Divorce Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. She was Lauren. Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?" Raegan was stunned for a moment. She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay." She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. Love could move mountains, they said. Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. Raegan froze for a moment. Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. There were five missed calls from Mitchel. This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring." Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours." After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. Would they have a future? Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?" The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce." "What do you mean?" Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon." Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. "We will be strangers?" Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?" His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again." After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. It was high time she stopped being a fool. Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..." "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now." A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. "Stop this, will you?" A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. "You have a fever?" Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. This made the whole situation complicated. Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?" The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. He then headed for the elevator. In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?" "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course." "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital. Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. 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2,195,873	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195870}'	Yes	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	🔞🔞Click to read the full novel👉👉	"Ahhhhhhhh…" My body jolted, and something poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. Mated to my stepfather, I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you do this for me again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. My stepfather, Alpha André stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. What the hell? *** Chapter 1 Olivia's POV I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dad’s ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead. It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack, the only home I had known all my life, to stay with… Knock! Knock! Knock! I was jerked from my brooding. I carefully placed the jar on the table and walked to the door. The impatient knocking came again, and the air was suddenly filled with the scent of expensive, intrusive perfume, which almost blurred Dad's scent, that was still lingering in the room. I walked to the door, flung it open, and saw her. My mother. She was nothing like I remembered from her lips, which were a bright red, and the flashy large hoop earrings that were dangling on both ears. She cleared her throat, interrupting my assessment, "God! You look like a mess, Olivia.” Her eyes swept over me in one fair swoop of disgust. "You should brush your hair. It looks like a bird's nest." Her voice was high and full of mockery. This was exactly like I remembered. Only that, Dad used to be at the receiving end of that mockery. Now, it was me. "What are you doing here, Nicole?” She gasped and looked at me angrily, and I took joy in seeing the displeasure on her face as her lips turned down angrily at the sides. "Where are your manners, young lady? Need I remind you that I am still your mother.” I scoffed. A person like her could call herself a mother? Without waiting for my reply, Nicole pushed past me and entered the house. I closed the door and watched her in anger as she looked around. "Still looks the same. Your father never changed those filthy sofas after all." She turned to me again. "You got my letter, didn't you?" I folded my arms and stared angrily at her. "Yeah, I did. Tell me this is some joke." My mother laughed sarcastically and suddenly glared at me angrily, “Look, Liv..." "Don't call me Liv.” That was something that only my loved ones could call me. She was not on that list. Although there was no list anymore as there had been only one person—Dad. And he was not even here anymore. Another wave of heartache hit me while Nicole rolled her eyes and ignored my comment. "Look, I don't have much time. Get your stuff and get into the car, and if I feel like it, I can explain things to you." She gave the house one last disgusted look over and walked out. I sighed angrily and sat in my dad's chair. What was all this? Why did she have to come? When I had gotten the letter from the pack’s Luna, a part of me had desperately hoped that it was some prank and that she wouldn’t make it. After all, I had spent thirteen years waiting for her to walk through these same doors. Yet, she had ended up coming. I heard a low rumbling sound, and I looked out of the window; I saw a black BMW. I raised my eyebrow in surprise. That was my mother's ride? Where on earth did she... The car outside honked its horn, and I knew my time here was up. Still holding the jar with my dad's ashes, I dragged my suitcase out of the door. My mum finally stopped honking as I walked up to the car with my suitcase. "I don't even know why you even bother carrying those ashes. Your hands are all dirty. Could you not get them on my seats? They're Italian leather." I scoffed angrily. How dare she? "You're unbelievable! How could you say that about Dad?!" She rolled her eyes and gave me a pointed stare. "Do you even know how much Italian leather costs?" I was dumbfounded, but she couldn't care less. "For the record," I said in a grim tone. "I am only tagging along because Dad would have wanted me to. I'd rather be dead with him than go anywhere with you." “That would have been better, Liv,” she mumbled and turned away. If I had expected that anything would be different after thirteen years and a new ride, I was awfully wrong, and Nicole was in a hurry to let me know. “Driver, step on it. I have things to do." The driver started the car, and then we sped away, leaving my old life, house and everything I have ever known behind. "How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it. "Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out." I got out of the car, hoisted my suitcase out, and kept my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm. I walked to the front door and saw my mother waiting for me. "I see you finally got out. I was starting to think that the magnificence of this place had rendered your little legs paralysed." Her voice was haughty and arrogant, and I felt my cheeks burn hot with fury. We walked inside and were face to face with a giant golden staircase. I was taken aback. This house was huge! Maids walked by my mother and me, greeting her as ‘Luna', and each time I heard it, I felt my insides boil hotter, and sadness washed over me. I couldn't believe she had been here all this time, basking in all this wealth while we struggled daily to get by. The sound of hurried steps echoed, and Mom turned to me and whispered harshly. "Get out of here. The maids will show you to your room." I raised an eyebrow and folded my arms defiantly. "No." "I'm warning you, Olivia. And keep your voice down." I scoffed. "Last I checked, this house belongs to your boo thing, not you. I need him to say it if he doesn't want me here. And I hope he says it so I can get out of here." Every nerve in my body tingled with electricity as the steps got closer. What was happening to me? With my heart thumping against my chest, I turned to look at the staircase. Every thought cleared from my head as I looked at him. My heart skipped a beat, and every step he took towards us made me feel like I could not breathe or look away from the perfection that he was. Built like some Greek god, the man walking down the staircase looked like he had walked out of some human magazine cover, and I felt myself melt under his dominance as soon as he was in front of me. His aura made my body shiver with pleasure, admiration and awe. “MATE”, my wolf growled. "Alpha André, good afternoon.” My mom spoke up, and it was only then that I noticed that every other head was bowed except mine. Wait, Alpha? My eyes widened as I did the maths. This was her new husband? He was the last thing from an old, rich Alpha, and I was struggling to pull my eyes away from him. How on earth did he end up with someone like Nicole? Ignoring Nicole, his eyes fell on me, "who is this?” Chapter 2 Olivia's POV “Who is this?” His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs. I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him. His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiselled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss them… Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha André raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole's d…" "Sister!" said my mom, cutting in nervously. "She is my sister from a distant pack." I stared at Nicole, stunned. She didn't want him to know that I was her daughter. "Screw you!" I yelled angrily at her, and she gave me a death stare. I ignored it and turned to André. I was almost caught off guard by his sparkling green eyes. "I'm Nicole's daughter. It seems she left that part out of her resumé when she applied to be your wife." From the corner of my eyes, I could see Mom getting red in the face, and her anger was burning hot, but I didn't care. I was determined to push her buttons. "Nicole didn't tell me about you. Either way, it is nice to meet you." I felt some confidence stir up in me. I just felt this connection, and it felt like I could say anything to him. "Are you sure having a wife you know nothing about is smart? She could kill you in your sleep, you know." I watched as his smooth lips curled into a smirk, making him more dashing. God, he was so sxy! How on earth did Mum bag him? I watched him as he turned his head to one of the maids who stood nearby, supposedly waiting for his next order. "You. Prepare a room for her on the third floor. Make sure it is comfortable." He turned back towards the stairs, and Mum and I followed him behind. "So tell me about yourself, Olivia. You have a beautiful name, I must say." I felt my cheeks get hot. I felt the butterflies in my stomach flutter madly. "Well, there wouldn't be much to say if only Nicole had told you about me sooner. I'm done with high school and taking a break year before I start college and…" There was not much about me, and my introduction ended after a few sentences. However, I was trapped by his captivating green eyes. More than once, his arm brushed mine, and I felt heated passion fill me up, just waiting to burst out. When I looked him in the face, I caught his eyes looking at my lips before looking back at me. This was torturous. And he was my stepfather! We finally reached the third floor, and Mum rushed to him, pushing me aside rudely. “Alpha, I don’t think Olivia should stay on the first floor. She has night terrors at times and might wake you if she stays on the same floor as you." I was stunned. What was Mum getting at?! What night terrors? On the bright side, André ignored her and disappeared into a room on the third floor. Mom turned and stared at me angrily. “Do I need to remind you that you are here as a guest? You should know your place. I am still your mother whether you like it or not." I glared back at her with the same intensity, "Back off! I'm not the one who asked to be dragged here. That was all on you. You planned this with Dad.” I took a deep breath, my anger coursing through every vein, “Also, I think you are the one who should know their place. You. Are. Not. My. Mum." I watched as her face changed into different shades of white. She gave me one furious glare and then headed down to the second floor. After a while, one of the maids walked up to me. "Miss Olivia, please follow me to your room. It is ready for you,” she said with a small bow and led the way. I followed behind her and dragged my suitcase along with me. I still had my dad's ash jar firmly tucked under my arm, and I wondered if he was watching all of this. Soon, we stopped at a time just a few doors away from the room Alpha André had disappeared into. "Your room, Miss Olivia. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes. Please be ready. Here is the key. Do make yourself comfortable." The maid handed me the key and headed downstairs. I was left alone in the lobby. I took a deep breath and stared at the key in my hand. I was here; there was no turning back now. I slotted it into the keyhole and turned it, and with a click, it opened. Nothing could have prepared me for the sight I saw. My room was huge! There was enough space in here to throw a party. The walls were a beautiful pale pink, and a chandelier hung on the ceiling, elegantly flooding the room with light. The reading table was made out of smooth wood, and a laptop and detached keyboard were on it. I dropped my suitcase and walked over to the bed. The sheets were made of rich, smooth and soft silk, and the mattress was so comfy that it felt like I was sleeping on a cottony heap of clouds. “Okay. I could get used to this.” I got off the bed, took off my clothes and wrapped a towel around my body. I needed to have a quick shower before dinner. I smelled all sweaty. After the shower, I changed into something nicer and did my hair. The shower gel was expensive and exotic, and I smelled like wild peaches. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Miss Olivia, are you ready for dinner? The Alpha has requested that you eat with him." I was about to say something, but my stomach rumbled, cutting me off. "I will be down in a few minutes." The maid nodded and walked away, and in a few minutes, I was out of my room, heading downstairs. "Miss Olivia, where are you going?" I turned around and saw the maid who had called me for dinner. "I'm sorry. I'm looking for the dining room." The maid shook her head and smiled politely. "I'm sorry. I must have missed something while I was giving you the message. Dinner will be in the Alpha's personal room on the third floor." I stared at the maid with wide-open eyes. "What..?!" Chapter 3 André’s POV I smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chair’s handle as Olivia entered my private quarters. Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately. How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake. But she was here now. And she was the best fking thing I have laid my eyes on. “Where’s Nicole?” She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses weren’t focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. fk, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to realise I hadn’t answered her. Nicole. It had been relatively easy to tell that they didn’t have the best relationship. Just now, when her mother had been there, she had been fierce and stubborn, like a fiery temptress. My temptress. “Nicole won’t be joining us,” I replied and saw her wring her fingers together. Could she not feel it? Dinner went by slowly, and every now and then, Olivia would look up at me, her blue eyes probing and curious. I was dying to know her, too. But from what Nicole’s driver had reported, she had just lost her father. A part of me was tempted to stand up and close the distance between us. To wrap her in my arms and let her know she had me now. Nothing was going to hurt her. But I didn’t want to scare her away. She was too important to me. I took a deep breath, calming my wolf that was pushing to claim his mate and my c0ck that was starting to react just from the thought of having Olivia in my arms. ‘Damn man, when did I get laid last?’ I wasn’t attracted to Nicole, but as my Luna, she had the most important thing I needed; she could handle matters very cleanly and made running the pack's internal affairs seem easy. Also, because of how hard she worked, it also meant that I had to give her a certain level of face here in my pack. Meetings outside the pack and checking over my company in the human world were among the few times that gave me a chance to get laid. I hadn’t been to one in two months. That had to be why. “I’m done,” Olivia said, her voice breaking through my thoughts and my spine straightened. I frowned as I looked at her plate and the dishes in front of her; although I had spaced out just now, it was not enough time for her to have eaten enough food. “Are you uncomfortable?” I asked, and she looked down, biting her lips. Damn. The very action sent some command to my c0ck, and I could feel it stirring in my pants. “There’s nothing to be worried about; I won’t bite.” That was a lie. I had every intention to bite. Especially with the way she was biting down on her lower lip. “If you don’t like these, you can have dessert,” I snapped my hands, and one of the kitchen staff walked out with a tray in his arm. I didn’t like sweets, but I had instructed them to make them for her. I almost gave myself a back pat when her eyes brightened at the popsicles before her. When she picked one up, I realised just how large it was. Her small, pouty mouth was way too small for that. Entranced, I watched as my little mate placed the giant popsicle in her mouth, and as I had guessed, she could only lick from a small corner. A m0@n fell from her mouth as she tasted it, and every nerve in my body tightened. If she continued at this rate, I wasn’t sure I could hold back from bending her over this table and claiming her as mine. “Can your mouth take all of it in?” I asked, and Olivia’s face flushed red, and she burst into a coughing fit. I shot up and rushed to her side without thinking. A move that I regretted because one whiff of her sweet floral scent was more than enough to bring me to my knees. My c0ck was hard, and my balls were heavy from being around and watching her. I moved behind the chair. I couldn’t let her see just how hard I was for her. For my ‘stepdaughter’ Olivia stood up, and my eyes followed her every move. Was she feeling the mate pull the way I was? I could never know if she did because right before I could say a word, Olivia dashed off. My dining room, the same place I had dined in for more than twenty years now, felt too big for my liking. Too empty. Did this affect my little mate? “Alpha, we caught a maid about to report to Miss Nicole about the dinner,” one of my assistants stepped into the dining room and reported. “Remove all the unnecessary help on this floor.” Nicole was nosy, and I wasn’t ignorant of the fact that she had spent the last year trying to win over my staff. Unfortunately, her position was about to be vacant. My mate was here. Irritation bubbled in my throat as I remembered their relationship. That was one hell of a trick from the moon goddess. However, that didn’t matter. Nothing could keep me from my Olivia. “Olivia,” I called out, testing her name, and when I couldn’t hold it in anymore, I stood up, striding out of the dining room. I didn’t want her to be away from me. She had barely eaten anything, but judging by how petite she was, I suspected that food was not on her list of favourite things. Chapter 4 Olivia's POV I ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly. The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, down… down. fk! I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh. "Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done." I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. “Are you uncomfortable?” he asked, slowly putting down his spoon and gazing at me with those grey eyes. I shook my head. I couldn't dare open my mouth. m0@ns had replaced all words. I couldn't let them escape. “There’s nothing to be worried about; I won’t bite.” I wanted him to bite me, a love bite. I wanted to see red marks on my skin caused by his lips svcking every inch of me. Dessert soon came as he snapped his fingers, and the air was filled with a sweet, fruity scent. My eyes lit up. Popsicles! The waiter dropped the tray with them on the table and walked away. I helped myself to one. It was huge! My eyes washed over it slowly. I love sweets, but I wanted something sweeter. I tried to svck it all at once, but it was way too big for my mouth. I started from the corner and made my way down his big c0ck. fk! Did I say 'c0ck'? It was too late. The image was already etched in my mind. svcking his c0ck slowly, feeling the sensations run down his spine as my tongue played with him. I began to m0@n softly as I svcked on the popsicle; my eyes closed with content. “Can your mouth take all of it in?” André asked. I looked up and found his eyes watching me keenly. Oh no! What if he knew I was thinking about… "Cough! Cough! I have to… cough!… go." I rushed out of his room and ran to mine. I bolted the door and walked to my bed. What had happened? I lay down and tried to calm myself down. "Deep breaths, Liv, deep breaths." I slipped my hand under my dress and felt my underwear. I was soaked through. I sighed. I needed to have a shower. I moved my hand slightly and grazed the tip of my bud. A m0@n escaped my lips, and I was immediately silent. The best idea was to take my hand out, shower and forget this whole debacle. I moved my hand, but I grazed my bud again. Another sigh escaped my lips. fk it! I moved my fingers, lightly caressing my swollen bud. The sensations made me shiver. I wished these were André's fingers. My m0@ns grew louder. I could only imagine how amazing it would be for him to touch me, to caress me and kiss every inch of my skin. My hands undid my front zip and dove into my bosom. My nips were so hard. I wanted him to svck them. My fingers moved faster and suddenly plunged inside me. "Ahhh…André…!" His c0ck filled me up. I felt its girth as it touched the walls of my pu$$y. It was huge. He pulled out after a while and moved his lips closer to my face; his husky, deep voice filled my ears. "Are you sure you can take all of me?" I didn't even need to reply, and he penetrated me again. My body tensed up and gripped his hard c0ck tight. His thrvsts were slow and shallow. "Yes. Yes, please don't stop." He plunged deeper, and I grabbed the sheets. I was dazed yet still greedy. I wanted more. "Ahhhh…André. I need more André. Please give me more." His tempo increased, and so did my m0@ns. His name was on my breath, his scent in my nostrils, his lips on my skin and his hands in my hair. My body squirmed desperately, and I felt myself tighten. I heard his voice in my ears. "Are you going to come for me?" "Yes, André. Please don't stop." The tempo picked up, and I m0@ned louder and harder. My face was flushed. My pu$$y was soaked, and I could hear sputtering sounds as he continued to f*k me deep. My legs trembled, and my voice could barely be heard. I gripped the sheets harder, pulling out from the side that they were tucked in neatly. My breathing became wheezy as the sensations shot up. His díck went harder and deeper inside me, filling me up perfectly. My legs felt numb. Any more, and I would… "Ahhhhhhhh…" My body jolted, and my juices poured out of my, streaming down my legs and soaking the bed. I felt my forehead and beads of sweat got stuck to my hand. My breathing slowed down, but my body jerked at irregular intervals as I still savoured the feeling of my 0rg@sm. "Would you cvm for me like that again?" I froze at the familiar voice, and when I raised my head and looked at the door. My body stiffened. Alpha André stood at my door. His hands were folded across his chest, and he had a smirk on his face. My eyes travelled down, and I saw the obvious bulge in his trousers. What the hell?	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2,195,874	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	NEW Fake Relationship Billionaire Boss Romance	I head for my boss’ office, then draw in a breath. This is it. Show time. I tuck stray strands of hair behind my ear, square my shoulders, then knock on the door. I wait for a few seconds but there’s no answer. I knock again. The seconds stretch further. Should I wait? The coffee'll get cold, and he specified it must be hot. Fine, fine. I need to get this over with. Need to find my mettle. Need to chin up and face the music. He’s only a man. I square my shoulders, push open the door and step in, only to find the place is empty. Hmm. I take a step forward and that’s when the scent of rich tobacco and leather, and something deeper—sandalwood?—pours over me. I take a deep breath, and little fires seem to light up my spine. It’s a very masculine smell. Something very male. Something primal which resonates with a need deep inside me. 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I can tell that his black tie is made of silk because of the light that reflects off it. He takes another step in my direction. The light from above illuminates his features. I forget to breathe. High cheekbones, a hooked patrician nose, a thin, firm upper lip that promises he’s not someone to be messed with. And that puffy lower lip which is ridiculously sensuous. The square jaw, which is so perfect it makes me want to weep. But it’s the scar that stretches from the tip of the left side of his lips to the edge of his eye which focuses my attention. It slashes across his cheek like someone dragged a blade in exactly the perfect symmetry to bisect the expanse. Whatever happened to cause that wound must have been life-threatening. It’s probably a miracle he’s standing here. Every muscle seems to be carved out of stone. The tension that rolls off of him weighs the air and sparks it with electricity. My nerve-endings tingle. I don’t know why that HR lady thinks his face is hideous, or why his previous assistants couldn’t stand the sight of him, for this man is not repellant or scary to look at. He is gorgeous. Sure, his face is scarred but that only adds to his appeal. It makes me want to find out how he was wounded. Whoa, I need to stop that train of thought. This is my boss. I'm his employee. I have no business thinking of him in such an inappropriate manner. Whatever he sees on my features causes his face to close even more. A nerve tics at his jaw. "Place the coffee on the table," he rumbles. I swallow, continue to stare in his direction. "Do it," he snaps. Instantly, I’m moving. My feet don’t seem to touch the ground. I reach his table, round it and place the cup of coffee in the space in front of his chair. I straighten and glance in his direction. "I’m—" "Get out." "What?" My jaw drops. "Leave and don’t return unless I ask you to." My heart slams into my ribcage. 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2,195,911	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195909}'	No	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634	Take back your life and start living pain-free.	Struggling with nerve pain, and sleepless nights? Whether your discomfort is due to diabetes, age, or underlying health conditions... nerve pain can disrupt your life and sleep. It's essential to find a solution before another night of pain and discomfort takes its toll... Mama Bear Nerve Relief Lotion harnesses the power of magnesium to offer relief from nerve pain and sleep disturbances almost instantly. This special blend seeps deep into the skin, targeting the root cause of your neuropathic discomfort. Just a dab before bedtime is all it takes, and you can drift into a peaceful, deep sleep, free from nerve pain. Mama Bear Nerve Relief Lotion also comes with FREE Shipping & a 90-Day Money-Back Guarantee. Experience pain relief and restful nights or get your money back, guaranteed. ✅ Alleviates nerve pain ✅ Natural magnesium blend for effective pain relief (no harsh chemicals) ✅ Endorsed & loved by those suffering from neuropathy across the country for its effectiveness	SHOP_NOW	https://mamabearoasis.com/blogs/news/neuropathy?ut	Mama Bear Oasis	https://www.facebook.com/100088425910904/	1,789	1969-12-31 18:00	Shop Now	mamabearoasis.com	DCO	{{product.description}}	https://mamabearoasis.com/blogs/news/neuropathy?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=paid&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}&utm_term={{ad.name}}	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462834438_1676133686289215_2047218651427367051_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZeNyeTkIhMsQ7kNvgHUONS9&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Ar9ow8jAthc98rmfDVX4hky&oh=00_AYBLxk0ausxNgAxHRLOpcA76UP_X7RABXxVcJD9KEusCEQ&oe=67145FE6	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Mama Bear Oasis	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,913	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195912}'	No	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634			INSTALL_MOBILE_APP	http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.t	Your Player-O	https://www.facebook.com/61551428506883/	180	1969-12-31 18:00	Install now	play.google.com	VIDEO		http://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.tiger.play.video	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/462655232_8434937643210824_1929761497486435388_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8bN9Sst581YQ7kNvgG07VMM&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Ar9ow8jAthc98rmfDVX4hky&oh=00_AYB7bIPCKSYahrCrcH3I2WsRWcJZL0Bae6LcW5kB15yjbQ&oe=67146A99	PERSON_PROFILE	0	Your Player-O	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
2,195,925	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":2195924}'	No	2024-10-15 09:54	active	1634			LEARN_MORE	http://alignsd.com/	drjuliegauthierdc	https://www.instagram.com/_u/drjuliegauthierdc	0	1969-12-31 18:00	Learn More	alignsd.com	CAROUSEL		http://alignsd.com/	1969-12-31 18:00	https://scontent-lga3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/426468110_763043259074285_2028531407400762573_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=7fff4e&_nc_ohc=1GAeOHgjQSQQ7kNvgHee6fz&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-lga3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYD0zifMuwialS6LA79yBHLBfGTdD_UISsyXkbvVUDRlzQ&oe=6714497A	IG_ADS_IDENTITY	1	drjuliegauthierdc	1969-12-31 18:00	View Edit Delete
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