Betrayed By The Hero, Loved By The Lord - Chapter 5: Surprise visit (3)

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Faye Townsend went from Anchester's most beautiful socialite to Anchester's number one abandoned woman in just one day.On the morning of her scheduled abortion, Hunter Warren's lawyer delivered the divorce agreement.“Miss Townsend, Mr. Warren's intention is to sign this and you can save the declining Townsend Family. The condition is that you and he must sever all ties cleanly.”Faye signed her name without hesitation and smiled lightly, “Go back and tell your Mr. Warren, thank you for his generosity.”She loved him for eight years, and he despised her for eight years.Thus, her one-sided love affair finally came to an end.That day, headlines across the city announced Hunter Warren's grand wedding with his beloved Zenia Yates.The photograph of the two gazing deeply into each other's eyes was a stab in Faye's heart.She still remembered how Zenia once held her hand during their university days, asking, “Isla, is Hunter Warren's family really that powerful?”“Yes, very powerful.”Zenia smiled enviously, “Being engaged to a man like that, you must be over the moon.”It only took one night for Faye to go from Anchester's number one abandoned woman to its number one socialite.Rumors spread about Mr. Warren's ex-wife jumping into the bed of his archrival, Oliver Turner.Eight months later, she prematurely gave birth to a baby boy in a private hospital.After six years of studying abroad, she returned with her son.At the airport, she unexpectedly ran into her ex-husband. She passed by him with her child, ignoring him.Hunter squinted slightly, turning his head to watch.Only to hear the child, who looked about seventy percent similar to him as a child, disdainfully say in his childish voice, “Isla, so that's your ex-husband? Your taste was really terrible back then.”“Yes, I was blind back then. After all, who hasn't stepped in something unpleasant in the past? Stop nagging, your dad is waiting for us.”When they met again, he cornered her in the hospital hallway.“Regarding that child, don't you think you owe me an explanation?”She really liked that song lyric.We have to owe each other, otherwise, what is there to look back on?We have to owe each other, we must have lingering ties.Those who enjoy this story, please add it to your collection, kisses~New story recommendation:South Town's Five Young Masters, third releaseSweet Marriage, Mr. Quan Dominates His Wife http://novel.hongxiu.com/a/1315957/ Bookmarking for collection, collection, collection underway~South Town's Five Young Masters features Quan Nan Zhao, the most domineering and decisive, who remains single at thirty-two while his heart constantly thinks of a woman.On the day South Town University South Campus was established, he saw those long-missed eyes among the faculty, and also smelled the familiar scent on her…(This story is a sweet, romantic comedy, non-reconciling story, if you like it, bookmark it first~)

Cassian Ven Dyke, the bastard son of a powerful ducal family, grew up in the slums of Veldora under the care of his father figure, sword master Russel. When Russel passed away, Cassian was left with only a silver necklace as his inheritance. After putting it on, Cassian was attacked by three psychotic thugs who tortured him in an attempt to steal the necklace. Refusing to give in, Cassian was ultimately stabbed through the heart with the very same necklace. Instead of dying, he mysteriously vanished as the necklace lodged itself in his heart. Just before disappearing, he heard an eerie message echo in his mind:[True mana detected. Origin: Human...][Human detected. Compatibility with system: Confirmed.]

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.