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Chapter 82 - Lunch P2.
Orla POV Becca held his hand, and Ezra squinted his eyebrows, confused. “Are you pregnant? Or why did you marry a man who is not a businessman or an entrepreneur, one with a solid career?” My mother spewed, and Rebecca glared at her. “I am sure Ezra is smart enough to get a degree in engineering, and he is smart enough to start his business when or if he chooses to do so. Right now, he is an amazing football player. He is young and has a bright future on the field. He is making enough money to secure his future, mine, and our future kids´ future. So, no, I didn't become pregnant or be forced to marry him.” Becca said, and Ezra shook his head, “Darling, you don't have to explain your life's decisions…” He said, and my mother now glared at him. “So, Honey. How long would your procedur
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