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Second Chance Revenge: Win The Devil's Heart

"I came to reclaim this," she said as she pointed to his heart. "It has been a while, have you forgotten me, Orig? Or let me say, my husband, Governor Orig," She whispered as she placed her hand on his chest. Her breath was close to his lips, as if challenging him to resist the urge to throw her onto the bed and teach her a lesson until sunrise. Her hips swayed as she got closer to him, and he couldn't take his eyes off her. Her presence was powerful. He pulled her until she was pressed against his chest. Her fingers finally managed to touch him, and she felt the heat of his body. 'Damn it, are you joking? Your image is still engraved in my mind and heart for those four years, seven months, and five days and...' When he didn’t respond to her words, she decided to speak with her lips, for a few moments. Everyone watched in silence, even he was surprised by her boldness. "No, my dear Taya, it is you who will regret this." Can Taya win back her husband? Will he free himself from the control of his stepmother, confess his feelings for his wife, and correct the mistakes of his past? Read on to discover the secrets between the flames of their love...

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Chapter 126

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"Damn it, what is Taya doing with Anis?" Orig muttered under his breath, his fists clenched tightly as he watched the carriage vanish into the crowded street. His emotions swirled inside him, a fierce storm he struggled to control. A pang of worry gnawed at him—was Anis forcing Taya into something? Had she willingly entered that carriage, or was she trying to flee from some unseen threat?

"Calm down, Orig," he muttered, but the words felt empty, hollow.'This is Taya,' he reminded himself, his heart pounding as he recalled every moment they'd shared. *She loves me—blindly, recklessly… doesn't she?* But a new thought slipped in, unwelcome and poisonous: Could love alone be trusted? 

A nearby servant, standing with noticeable unease, cleared his throat as he approached. His voice was barely a whisper as he reported, "Miss Meral is in critical condition, my lord."