Chapter 64 Going to Get a Divorce

Sloane's POV

My hands and feet turned ice cold, my blood seemed to be freezing. I could only grip my phone, frozen in place, unable to utter a single word.

"Why so quiet now? Did I hit the nail on the head? Nothing to say?" Aeneas's tone grew increasingly harsh. "I told you long ago—women like yo...

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