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CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE: Where Is My Son?

"Here you go, gorgeous."

Zara smiled at the man and took the glass of wine he just poured her. "Thank you."

"You are most welcome," he said, smiling back at her. He brought his glass to his lips as he watched her take a sip. His intrusive thoughts were getting the best of him again while he watched her lips turn a tinge redder.

Only God knew how many times he had imagined kissing her for the past five years. He wished he could just lean in and kiss her now, but as the gentleman that he was, he shook his head to get rid of those thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Zara asked innocently when she noticed that his eyes were shut as he shook his head.

"Oh, it's nothing," Jordan replied, "Just taking in the taste of the wine."

He leaned back and continued staring at her.

"Do I have something on my face?"

He chuckled. "No, not at all."

"Then, why are you staring at me?"

Jordan scratched his jaw and replied honestly, "Because you are beautiful. And because I'm so glad that you agreed to go on another d
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lorna florencio
Btw where is the real father? He should it looks loke He don’t care what happened to his child he just care for tommy
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rosenie pultoo
omg so cruel for Zara
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