Chapter 85
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- His eyes froze on her face. Was she the woman he spent two years with in their marital home? Claire MacIntyre, the woman that was his wife, never raised her voice on him. Talk less of talking like a woman full of venom.
- To say, she was not even sparing him a glance. His nerves pinched and his chest grew hollow. The heart he had developed after realizing her love was dying a slow death.