MY NOVEL: THE HARDEST WAY OUT OF LOVE

 

The Hardest Way Out of Love

I thought more readers would have picked up this novel or put it on their reading list as a must read book. Dean Morgan was married to Merris Markman, heir to the Markman fortune. They were one of the largest importers of new and used motor vehicles plus spare parts on the island. Dean came from the wrong side of the track but managed to make his way to university where he met Merris. Markman chased him away from his residence the first time he turned up there to look for Merris. His wife was more sympathetic and managed to persuade the old man to give Dean a chance to court Merris. They were married a short time thereafter. That union produced two children, a boy and a girl. Dean headed the parts section of the company and he managed to build it up to become one of the largest on the island. But he had an eye for the ladies and was sleeping around especially when Merris was convalescing after having her two children. But Dean knows the dangers of what he’s doing. Merris has all the cards. She owns the house they live in and the car he drives is owned by the company. He was besotted by ex-beauty queen and fashion model contestant, Debra Mendez. He got involved with her but had to hastily drop her when two men were involved in a fight over her. He’s now seeing the seductress, Tanya Dixon, all the while knowin that one word to Merris and he could be thrown out into the streets or she could put a detective on him.

 

                                                                                                                                                                                           

 

 

                                                                                                                                                                                           

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