The MC President's Forsaken WifeChapter 32
The MC President's Forsaken Wife
Chapter 32
I groan. “Locke…”
Cum
He turns slightly away from me, takes a couple of steps into the kitchen, but I can still hear my Dad’s tone.
“She’s not okay.”
Pause.
“She’s bruised and cut up.”
Pause.
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