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ABIGAIL'S DILEMMA: BEWARE OF A FIBBING SAINTESS

Warning; Mature Content (r18) If you are given the option to choose between being comforted by a lie or being hurt by the truth, which would you pick? Remember, one lie has the power to taint a thousand truths. ---------------- Abigail Woods, Abby for short, is a beautiful and strong-willed girl born out of wedlock to a poor and struggling mother. From a young age, she craved the genuine love of a father. However, life plays a cruel game on her when she ends up with a pedophile stepfather and a heartless stepsister. After years of enduring abuse, Abby flees her past life on her twenty-first birthday and starts a new life in a faraway countryside as Stella Peterson. For one whole year, Abby, now Stella, adopted the fake identity of a local farm girl and worked for the Dawsons as a vine dresser. Everything was perfect for Stella until she crosses paths with two wealthy and handsome gentlemen, who are both rivals in the same line of business. Both young men are tenacious and want Stella as a wife. But Stella's falsehoods and past are out to hunt her. How far is Stella willing to go, to keep her real identity a secret? Would she succeed in her mission or would karma come calling? ********* #Betrayal #Love triangle #Revenge #Weak to strong #Dark #Survival ********** Welcome! Thanks for choosing this book. This is my third book and I am thrilled to share it with you all. It is dedicated to all my fateful old and new readers who love a good face slapping novel. Note: This is a slow burn romance novel. Please add this book to your collection list, drop a review, and vote. The book cover does not belong to me. Kudos to the talented designer. Do not forget to check out my first book; A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!

Tres_Aguila · 现代言情
分數不夠
260 Chs

Abigail's Anxiety.

Abigail woke up the following morning with a mild migraine. She lazily climbed down from the bed and helped herself with a glass of water by the bedside. She drank the water and dropped the glass back on the table while she waited patiently for all her system to come alive.

Memories of the previous night's celebration flooded her mind and she smiled at all the fun she had with Adrian. However, her joy was incomplete due to Alex's absence. Even when she tried calling him later at night to check up on him, he didn't take her calls. So she wrongly assumed that he was busy with work or maybe it wasn't convenient to take her calls.

What Abigail didn't know was that Alex had spent the previous night drowning his sorrows in different bottles of whiskey back in his hotel room. She had no idea how devastated and hopeless Alex was feeling. She didn't know that Alex couldn't bring himself to talk to her. She had no idea of the trauma awaiting her.