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You Are Mine (English)

COMPLETED She is an unknown actress Edie Lara, who had a one night stand with the Noble Prince and the CEO Of L.N Group, Stuart Yates. He is every woman’s dream but not for someone like Edie. Stuart was said to be gay, but people behind him don't know the tragic past that pushed him to change into a different man. Stuart offered Edie a contract marriage after the passionate night they shared. He told her it would only last for six months until his family and shareholders could prove that he is not gay. Suddenly, Edie discovered the truth that Stuart is not gay but he had a rare type of phobia. She then fell in love with him. He did everything to let her stay beside him. One day someone pretends to be Stuart’s ex-fiancee after he met an accident, would he still remember his wife, Edie? Would their story ends tragically, or their love will remind him of the woman who is bound to be his fate from the very beginning? Would he still remember how deeply he loved her? Can Edie stand all the struggles along the way when she felt alone and unloved by her husband? Special Note: If you are looking for a sweet contemporary-romance genre, this novel doesn't have that kind of plot. Most plots of my novel talk about mystery, suspense, and a slice of life. Often FL starts a slow pace of development, from weak to strong. Wanna know more about the story follow me at Instagram: annashannellin

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Chapter 172: An Exclusive Preview

The next morning, Joanna got up early. After preparing breakfast, she started reading the entertainment newspaper. She assumed her picture with director Lane would be on the front page.

Suddenly her smile froze and entirely disappeared when she opened the paper. Donald walked downstairs and saw all the food on the table. He sat down, and she wouldn't even look at him.

Holding the paper in her hands, she sat there very still and had a troubled look on her face. With her long hair covering her face, he could not see her facial expression. Donald tried his best to pretend to be gentle and considerate, "Joanna, thank you for making breakfast."

She lifted up her head and looked at him. There was no look of softness or tenderness in her face. He could only feel a coldness in her manner.

Joanna started to say, "Darling, is there something that you would like to tell me?" She said in a shallow voice, "Where did you go yesterday?"