#Chapter156

Ethan Junior"s POV

I fucking hate Mondays.

I cursed obscenities underneath my breath for the entire morning in my office.

Miscarriage.

Wouldn"t be able to have another baby.

My cellphone rang for the umpteenth time and I saw it was her, I smashed it against the wall.

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I had spent the rest of the weekend in my bedroom, moping around like a little bitch while everyone else was happy and satisfied with their lives.

I wouldn"t be able to have another chance of fathering my children with the woman I was falling madly for.

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Angry tears slipped out my eyes and I threw myself on the three...