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DEAR EX-WIFE, IS THIS CURSE OR LOVE?

17+ Having been denied love by her wicked husband and coerced into signing the divorce documents following her devastating first miscarriage, she curses him and escapes like a bird liberated from its cage, defiantly refusing to sign the divorce papers. In her mind, a breakup is a breakup! Little did she realize that she carried within her the child of McCarthy, the influential CEO of HomeBots and Automobiles. However, the curses she had casually uttered took on an unforeseen power over her ex-husband after her enemy ruthlessly took her life while she struggled to make ends meet. She finds herself transported to a mysterious realm and sincerely implores for a second chance at life. Miraculously, Olivia is granted this opportunity to make amends in her disturbing love life. In exchange, she forfeits a portion of her memory, completely oblivious to her past marriage and pregnancy. Now bestowed with a limited time frame, she embarks on a quest to find genuine love. Unfortunately, fate conspires against her as she once again falls prey to her adversaries—one being her murderer, and the other her estranged husband, whom she had vowed never to cross paths with again. Let us delve into Olivia's arduous journey in pursuit of true love and witness her valiant struggle against those who seek her demise. Will McCarthy possess the ability to heal a shattered heart so effortlessly? Let the unfolding tale provide the answer to this lingering question...

Dally_Dryden · Urbano
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110 Chs

CH-80 THE ROAD NOT TAKEN

Chapter 80- The Road Not Taken

"Hey, what's wrong? Do you need any help?" McCarthy questioned the man he had gone to.

"Oh, nothing is wrong. I'm fine." He asked, trying to make things seem the other way, but he had forgotten that he was acting weird.

"You didn't close your car," he pointed to the bonnet, "I'm good at fixing, let me help you if you need any help."

"Is that a joke? Because you…it is fine, I can fix this myself and I'm almost done." He got off, and closed it. But McCarthy won't let him sit back in the car.

"What's the meaning of that?" He asked, seeing McCarthy block his way to the car. His face, so innocent as if McCarthy was intimidating him.

"Now, tell me. Why are you following us?"

"Following who?" He asked, raising an eyebrow, pretending to know nothing about it. Well, maybe McCarthy was mistaking, and the man was actually innocent, "allow me."