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    Tears streamed down Doreen’s face. His words cut deeper than the p. What made Ste so much better than her?


    “Marc, I know you’re just angry, but I’m telling the truth. You need to let go of the past. Get rid of her things. Move on.”


    Marc shoved her hand away like it was nothing. “You crossed a line.” His voice was sharp and final. “Pack your things and get out. I don’t want to see you in this house again.”


    This wasn’t just any house—it was the one he and Ste used to share when they were married. Doreen had no business being here. If his mother hadn’t insisted, he never would have let her stay.


    Even Haley had never lived here permanently.


    This ce belonged to him and Ste.


    Not Haley. Not Doreen. No one else.


    Doreen stood there, frozen. She couldn’t believe it.<fnd3da> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on Find1Novel</fnd3da>


    All this—just because she ruined a piece of clothing Ste had left behind? Her knees went weak. She stared at him, a mix of heartbreak and helplessness in her eyes.


    “Marc, I’m carrying your baby,” she whispered.


    Marc’s expression twisted with irritation. “Don’t call me Marc. There’s nothing between us. Don’t forget—you were the one who said you were only in this for the…”


    He stepped back, voice cold as ice. “Don’t make me say it again. Leave.”


    Just then, footsteps echoed from the hallway. Jazlyn walked in, catching the tail end of their argument.


    She looked from Marc to Doreen, her brow furrowed. “What’s going on in here? Why all the yelling? And whose clothes are those on the floor?”


    Marc didn’t hesitate. “Mom, you’re the one who brought her here. Take her with you. I don’t want her in this house anymore.”


    Jazlyn blinked, taken aback. She hadn’t expected this.


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    Seeing that Marc didn’t want to exin, she turned to Doreen instead. “Doreen, what happened? Start from the beginning. Tell me everything.”


    Tears streaked down Doreen’s face as she spoke. “Mr. Walsh can’t let go of Ste. I’ve tried everything to help him move on, but he just can’t. Now he’s furious because I destroyed her clothes and says he wants me out.”


    Jazlyn’s eyes went wide with surprise, clearly caught off guard. “Marc, Doreen was only trying to help you. You need to stop obsessing over Ste. Keeping her old things around does nothing but make it harder to move forward. Doreen did you a favor. All that stuff should have been tossed ages ago!”


    Marc listened, but Jazlyn’s words only made his frustration mount. He feltpletely misunderstood, surrounded by people who refused to see his side.


    Marc had already made it in that what happened with Doreen was never meant to go further, and letting her keep the baby was already more than anyone could expect from him. What else did they want from him?


    “Marc, Doreen’s carrying your child,” Jazlyn insisted. “She shouldn’t be put under so much pressure. If something happens to the baby, can you really live with that?”


    But Marc hadn’t even wanted a child in the first ce. Nothing Jazlyn said could reach him now—it only pushed him further away.


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