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Lucinda To The Rescue
Arden's POV Sitting in the recliner, swirling the scotch in my glass as I look out of the floor to ceiling window in my lounge. Trying to drown the hurt that had hit me full blown. I have never felt this humiliated in my life, probably worse than finding out that Charl was not my son. I took a sip of my scotch. My heart was ripped out when Lana rejected me. She just left me on one knee with the ring. I planned to propose to her at the last minute because I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her. I went to the doctor for information concerning the vasectomy but I was just thinking about it and the thought of changing my mind at a later stage was the reason for me thinking about it carefully. I let those thoughts go and replaced them with proposing. I have lost things in my life a
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