His Bet, Her Unforgivable Revenge

he thought was his. He had no idea that I'd secretly aborted his child, divorce

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c reaction to a dog they were forcing him to play with. Elliot physically restra

my arm, demanding to know who the man standing beside me w

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paration to "test our love"-had been Haylee Heath's idea, fueled by her secret obsession with Elliot. I had been secretly pregnant at the time. I divorced him, married Grego

oses in one hand and a small velvet box in the other. His smile was wide and self-assured, the kind that used to melt my heart but no

and confident. "I'm bac

se are for you. And this." He gestured with the

he old Clare. He expected tears or a joyf

ued, stepping closer. "The bet only

estate deal. Haylee, with her deceptively sweet smile, had challenged him: "If Clare truly

Instead, he laughed. "Three years? That's nothing! Clare would neve

bet itself, but his utter disregard for me, for our child. He believed

wasn't love. It was possession. The next morning, I decided: I would not wait. I

ticed. He didn't know I was marrying Gregory Morton on the same day the divorce was

ended the bouquet further. "Aren't you g

. "Elliot, I'm