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Rejected By Husband, Chased By The Billionaire CEO

"Pregnancy test... serological test for syphilis, hepatitis B, and HIV...huh!" Brain hurriedly scanned through the results of the report. As his shocked and confused brain slowly digested the result, the colour slowly drained from his face. His dilated pupil turned bloodshot as a tornado of fury rose from the pit of his stomach. "Lola!" Brian bellowed ferociously like an ear-deafening thunderclap. ***** Bound by the laws of loyalty, obligations and sacrifice, twenty-seven-year-old Lola Hart, a hardworking and devoted wife is forced to endure a childless marriage, a nagging husband and ungrateful in-laws. Just when she thought life couldn't get any worse, her monotonous life is flipped upside down, when her husband passes out in her arms on their fifth wedding anniversary celebration. Saddled with the sole responsibility of footing the hospital bills and saving her husband life, Lola is lured into a world of lies, deception, abuse, betrayal and humiliation. Amidst Lola's trials and temptations was an anonymous billionaire CEO, who was ready to move mountains just to put a smile on her face. What would happen when Lola discovers that her secret benefactor and admirer, was no other person than Richmond Gibson, her husband's boss? ******* Hello readers, Thanks for selecting this amazing book. This story is dear to my heart because it looks at some of the challenges married women face. The intriguing life of the FL will make you laugh. It will make you cry. It will make your angry and it will make you happy. Best of all, it will keep you on the edge of your seat. Please, support this book by voting massively with power stones and golden tickets, gifting, leaving comments and adding to your library collection.

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Paranoia

Paranoia

Mrs Malcolm and Mrs Gibson, both arrived at Corey's house, just in time to witness Jasmine's shattered state. They were received by Corey, who led them to the sitting room, where Jasmine had turned to her mourning room.

Cladded in a light pink cardigan and matching leggings, Jasmine was curled up on a double couch, sobbing and sniffing. There were several used and crumbled tissue paper, littered all around her. Her eyes were swollen and her face was reddened.

Every now and then she would blow into a tissue paper and toss it on the floor. All attempts made by Corey to console her and pull her out of her miserable condition proved abortive.

In Jasmine's pitiful state, one could assume her for a young bride whose groom had just passed on.