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NATALIE'S POV
The next day, Maguire went out for basketball practice with Mason, and I sat at home with my legs crossed while going through the novel. Alicia's ex-husband was such a gold digger. I can't believe he divorced his wife just because she couldn't give him a child. What the actual f**k?
I wished to be in her shoes right now and teach that godforsaken man a horrible lesson. The doorbell rang and I creased my brows. Who could that be? Maguire said he wouldn't be home until evening.
I stood to my feet and unlocked the door. I opened the door and my eyes widened at who I saw.
“Isabel.” I called and she frowned.
“What are you doing here?” She asked and I snickered.
“I should be the one asking you that question, b***h! What are you doing in our, me and Maguire's house?” I a
