My Billionaire Fiancé Sweeps Pigpens
Language: en
The moment the real Hayden heiress returned, I packed my bags and retreated to the quiet, dusty farm upstate. My ex-fiancé, currently a world away in England, sent me a message: "It’s snowing in London. I miss you. What are you doing?" I typed back: "Feeding chickens." Elliot: "Are you bringing one of those chickens to see me before Christmas?" I shut him down: "No way. My grandmother would skin me alive." "And stop texting me, Elliot. Your fiancée has changed."