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‘You’re right,’ he said firmly and looked up at her ‘First I will meet my brother and then ill sort this out’

He made their baby sound as if it were a little mistake that could be swept to one side, but she kept her nerve, hid her pain and looked hi to meet him?’

‘He’s here now’ The curtness of his reply shocked her as much as what he’d said

‘Here?’

‘No, in London We have aplanned for today’

‘And he thought it would be a good idea to blast it all over the British papers on the very sa up inside her and she couldn’t keep the spike of veno?

‘I’ve read it over several ti his own na a wo him I will discover just who is responsible for this’ He picked up the newspaper again and glared at it

‘So you are going?’ She frowned at what he’d just told her, the puzzle over ould gain fro her mind from her own problems

‘Yes, but first we have things to sort out’

‘What things?’ She curled her fingers together; the engage she’d picked out with such enthusiasm and hope for the future cut cruelly into her paln they were dooether?

‘Ourto make this work’

‘Our e is over, Max’ She didn’t dare ht nothing could ever change that If she e, even if it didn’t do that to him

‘Not until I return the signed papers saying I agree to the divorce and right now I have no intention of doing that’