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... more emotions."
His words were as cold as a knife, stabbing straight into her heart.
Eva Nightingale felt like a mute swallowing bitter herbs, unable to voice her pain. Yet, she had willingly chosen this path, she had no complaints.
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Leaving the study of the Presidential Mansion, she only felt her vision blurred.
Back at Lanwan Residence, she casually ate something, took a bath, and then lay on the large bed. Because he had told her in advance, she didn’t ...
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