My Remarried Wife Is in Demand

breeze blew in through the slightly opened window, it flap

d, her forehead wet by cold sweat a

ainful tears. It had been three years since that night, but the terrifying scene k

u should grasp this opportunity. Grandpa wants to have a great-grandson." Elliott Fitch, in his 60s, sounded spirited in

, running a huge international jewelry enterprise. His one casua

spects except for the mar

see, grandpa." Carefully, she hid her di

e." Soon after she hung up the phone, she received a package. She opened it and fo

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t them a duplex in Firmiana Garden, the most expensive community in the city. He said that they

t him, she could only go to the Fitch's, read newspapers and magazines, or watch TV. But now, she d

r the phone, she heard a gentle voice, "Hello, I'm Mr. Fitch's assistan

ase tell him I'll go to

ht several days ago into a paper bag, wore light makeup, and put on

ip subconsciously, she gazed at the man who had been signing the documents without looking up at her. In

ent's lap boldly. "Honey, didn't you promise to

is face. "Isn't it enough

The woman threw her arms around his neck