Chapter 172

WREN.

"I regretted it."I bite out, sniffling hard.

"Accepting Arthur Davis's help?"

I laughed, shaking my head."God no. He helped me out a lot, what I hated was how I was left with no choice than to marry his grandson."

"He was an asshole."Aunt Samara grimaced.

"Truly he was."

She placed her hand on...

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