Chapter 100

  Bentley

  "Hi Izzy," I greet her as I walk into the house, Drew helping me take my coat off.

  "Hi, Ben. Hillary made your dinner herself like yesterday, I tried to at least help her but she refused," she tells me.

  I rub my forehead and my eyes, heaving a sigh.

  "Where's my wife?" I ask and Izz...

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