Chapter 143 YOU HATE HER

Ryder

It was 12:00 am and Isla’s soft snore was the only sound in the room.

Done going through my emails, I sat up on the sofa and glanced in her direction.

The lamplight by her desk illuminated her features. At twenty, I’d thought that Isla was gorgeous but here I was years later in awe at the f...

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