A rejected orphan, forcibly married to a beggar— 8 days later, he arrives in a Rolls-Royce.

faster again. quickly. The houses inside looked nothing like those she knew. Large, impeccable, surrounded by pruning and going clean. The car stopped in front of a huge white mansion. Balcony in green, high column, landscaped garden. She remains at Boucheb. It’s yours! she whispered.

Ours! He corrected gently. This word squeezed his chest again. He continue reading …