Could it be…

Shane narrowed his eyes and opened the folder.

 

As suspected, the divorce papers were in there.

The aura surrounding him instantly turned cold. He took the document out of the folder and tore it into pieces before tossing it in the air.

As the shredded paper fluttered in the air, his cruel expression floated to the surface. That was a face that could terrify an army.

 

You want a divorce? Not. A. Chance.

He never considered a divorce, even when he thought that the driver who killed his parents might have been Yulia.

Now that he had learned that it was all a misunderstanding, there was no way he would agree to a divorce.

Thinking about it got Shane to turn around and walk down the stairs. He headed right for the door.

 

Mrs. Wilson saw him walking out, so she called out and asked, “Sir, where are you headed to?”

 

“To drag the runaway back home!” replied Shane grimly before he slammed the door to the villa.

Mrs. Wilson grinned.

 

She could tell that he had changed. He has turned back to the doctor he used to be. I have no idea what happened to make him change like that, but I am glad.

Shane drove all the way to the apartment.

to half an hour, earning him

got two tickets

tickets he had with him and huffed before he shoved them

and the kids were eating together at

the door when they heard the

Connor. He

“Be good and

was late at night, so Natalie didn’t want to risk having her kids open the door. Who knows what

a kid with a tiny figure. He couldn’t possibly fight against

setting her cutleries

turned on the intercom to check

was stunned when she saw

is he doing

lip a little. She didn’t know if she should

seemed to have sensed that he was being spied on because he tilted his head

so she bit down and answered, “There’s no need for that. You should go

door!” demanded

complained, “Shane Thompson, what do you want? Shouldn’t you be looking into what I said earlier today? Why are you

did,” answered Shane

was stunned

That was fast.

what is the result of your investigation? Was

the truth,” interrupted

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