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A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 1
I opened my eyes to the hospital's stark white walls. My boyfriend and best friend stood on opposite sides of the bed, their expressions filled with concern.Anne Arterburn held my hand tightly, her voice breaking with emotion. "Hannah, you terrified me. I nearly fainted when I heard about the accident. I'm so relieved you're alright."She nudged Bernard Drayton, her tone nasal and insistent. "Hannah just woke up. She must be hungry, so go downstairs and get her some soup."There was something oddly familiar about the way she directed him, a comfort that suggested habit.Bernard had seemed somewhat dazed ever since I regained consciousness. When Anne pushed him, he frowned but didn't argue, quietly stepping out of the hospital room.Anne called after him, "Get me something, too—"Bernard interrupted sharply, "I know. Broccoli cheddar soup.""You're the best!"Only after he left did Anne turn back to me. "What happened, Hannah? How did you end up in the crash? The police said yo
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 2
Anne came to live with me two months ago. After high school, we'd grown apart. I only knew she'd gone to college in the north and, near graduation, started dating someone and chose to stay there with him.Then, two months ago, she called me crying, saying she'd broken up and needed to come home to recover. With her parents divorced and no other family here, I happily offered her a place to stay.Anne moved into our new home as Bernard and I were deep in wedding preparations. Despite the years we'd spent apart, she still had a way of clinging to me.Whenever Bernard tried to steal a moment of closeness, she'd playfully scowl, push him away, and hug me tightly, complaining, "Hannah, look at him! He's had you all to himself for years. Can't he spare you for a little while?"Seeing Bernard's resigned expression, I could only pat his hand reassuringly.Anne had been taking up most of my time recently, and Bernard's patience with her had worn thin. He could only hold me when she wasn't
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 3
During the first few days of my business trip, Bernard video-called me every night. Aside from saying he missed me and asking when I would return, most of our conversations were about how Anne frustrated him.He told me she stayed up late, cooking a midnight snack, and nearly set the kitchen on fire, forcing him to clean up and cook for her instead.He said Anne was careless with her things, leaving her face wash and lotion scattered on the bathroom counter, so he always had to put them away.Apparently, Anne had also come down with a fever and ordered him around like a maid, demanding water and medicine. Because of her, he missed an important work meeting.He mentioned that Anne, trying to thank him for buying her medicine, made him breakfast but accidentally used the wrong seasoning, resulting in oddly sweet scrambled eggs.Bernard had let her take over most of our talks without realizing it. He hadn't complained about her lack of boundaries in a long time. And though his words
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At that moment, Bernard came back with the bowls of soup. He never forgot my favorite—chicken noodle soup, always without parsley.Beside us, Anne took a sip of her soup and frowned. "This is too salty. Did they use too much salt?"Then, she picked up her bowl and, without a second thought, offered a spoonful to Bernard, who instinctively bent forward. They were so close that he nearly touched the spoon before stopping himself.It must have dawned on him then—he had a fiancée, who was sitting right there on the hospital bed."Hannah, is the soup okay? Do you still feel dizzy?" Bernard asked.Flustered, he moved closer, reaching to touch my forehead, but I pulled away.I looked at his hand, suspended in the air, and answered coldly, "I'm fine. I can feed myself."At my words, Anne's eyes widened in sudden understanding. "Oh, Hannah, I'm sorry. You know how I am—I don't hold back with anyone. I forgot he's your boyfriend. You're not mad, are you?"She pouted, her naturally youthf
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 5
Anne moved out a week before Bernard and I were supposed to get married. I knew their secret meetings hadn't ended. They had just moved from under my nose to somewhere else.Bernard hugged me from behind, his breath warm against my neck. "Babe, you've been away on business for so long. I really missed you."I tensed up for a moment before shifting my shoulder away. "Not tonight. The wedding's almost here, and I'm tired."He paused, then held me tighter, his voice suddenly anxious. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?""No, it's nothing. I'm just tired.""Babe, you've been so distant lately. Is something wrong?"Listening to Bernard's uneasy voice behind me, the dull ache in my chest sharpened into something piercing.So, he could feel unsettled, too. Even as he reveled in the excitement of his affair, there was still a flicker of guilt—like a shred of sincerity hidden beneath all his lies.I pressed a hand to my chest, repeating the words in my head—just wait a little longer.
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 6
The day before our wedding, I pulled the blankets around me and clicked on the dashcam footage. There was Bernard—my soon-to-be husband—shirtless, tangled up with Anne.I smiled. One final move, and I'd destroy them both.At that moment, I texted Bernard, "I don't feel well. I think I might have a fever."Immediately, the man in the video stopped moving. He pushed himself up, hurriedly pulling on his shirt and pants.Anne clung to his sleeve, her face the picture of feigned helplessness. "What are you doing? You're leaving me here just because Hannah texted you? Bernard! What am I to you?"But Bernard's profile was cold and unyielding. He firmly peeled Anne's fingers away, one by one."She will be my wife. And you? Remember your place. You're the one who seduced me."Without another word, he gestured for Anne to leave, missing the hatred in her eyes.Within half an hour, Bernard was home. He carried a bag of medicine, his face lined with concern. Moments ago, he had been with A
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 7
On the wedding day, the banquet hall was exquisitely decorated, alive with the guests' joyful murmurs. I clutched my bouquet, ready to step down the aisle, when the emcee's startled voice cut in. "It's almost time to begin, but the bride's family still isn't here."Gathering the hem of my dress, I gave a reassuring smile. "They just texted me. There's some traffic, so they'll be a few minutes late. It's fine. We can go ahead as planned."The emcee relaxed and signaled for the wedding march to begin.As the music played, the grand doors in front of me slowly opened. Before all our guests, I stepped onto the red carpet and walked toward Bernard, who stood at the altar in his finest suit.This was the wedding I had longed for—the carefully arranged venue, the enchanting color scheme, and the man who had promised to love me for a lifetime.Amid the roaring applause, I placed my hand in Bernard's. His fingers trembled with excitement as he revealed that exquisite, one-of-a-kind ring.
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 8
The wedding was canceled. Suddenly, Bernard became the biggest joke among his friends and family. At the same time, I sent the same video to Anne's new workplace. She hadn't worked there long. I heard she was fired right away.I knew she and Bernard would come back to me eventually, but I didn't expect him to come so soon. He waited for me outside my office building, looking haggard, with dark circles under his eyes and messy hair.He stopped me, his expression full of hope. "Hannah, please give me another chance. Believe me—I'll make sure Anne is out of our lives for good. Can we go back to how things were before?"I interrupted him, "Then, will you transfer those two properties to me?"He paused for a moment, then quickly answered, "Yes, I'll sign the papers immediately. You can have both houses. Consider it… repayment for what I did.""Good. Remember your words. I'll send you the agreement tonight."I was about to leave, but Bernard grabbed my wrist. "Don't go. Please, just
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A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 9
Not long after, Anne also asked to meet with me. She wore her usual perfect makeup, but it could not hide the swollen, red bruise on her right cheek.She studied my face for a long moment. "I never thought someone as gentle as you could orchestrate such a plot against me. Then again, even a rabbit will bite if it's cornered."I smiled. "Anne, it's been years. People change. If you could turn out this despicable, then of course, I've changed, too."My calm reaction appeared to wound her.She lifted her chin with a scoff. "Don't think I've lost just because Bernard wouldn't marry me. I'll have plenty of chances to start over and find a better man. As long as I'm alive, I'll make sure my life turns out better than yours!"I stayed quiet, watching her with pity as she struggled to keep her composure.Anne's voice shook with sudden fury, as if she could no longer hold back her bitterness. "Don't you dare look at me like that! I hate that stare of yours more than anything! I've always
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 8
The wedding was canceled. Suddenly, Bernard became the biggest joke among his friends and family. At the same time, I sent the same video to Anne's new workplace. She hadn't worked there long. I heard she was fired right away.I knew she and Bernard would come back to me eventually, but I didn't expect him to come so soon. He waited for me outside my office building, looking haggard, with dark circles under his eyes and messy hair.He stopped me, his expression full of hope. "Hannah, please give me another chance. Believe me—I'll make sure Anne is out of our lives for good. Can we go back to how things were before?"I interrupted him, "Then, will you transfer those two properties to me?"He paused for a moment, then quickly answered, "Yes, I'll sign the papers immediately. You can have both houses. Consider it… repayment for what I did.""Good. Remember your words. I'll send you the agreement tonight."I was about to leave, but Bernard grabbed my wrist. "Don't go. Please, just
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 7
On the wedding day, the banquet hall was exquisitely decorated, alive with the guests' joyful murmurs. I clutched my bouquet, ready to step down the aisle, when the emcee's startled voice cut in. "It's almost time to begin, but the bride's family still isn't here."Gathering the hem of my dress, I gave a reassuring smile. "They just texted me. There's some traffic, so they'll be a few minutes late. It's fine. We can go ahead as planned."The emcee relaxed and signaled for the wedding march to begin.As the music played, the grand doors in front of me slowly opened. Before all our guests, I stepped onto the red carpet and walked toward Bernard, who stood at the altar in his finest suit.This was the wedding I had longed for—the carefully arranged venue, the enchanting color scheme, and the man who had promised to love me for a lifetime.Amid the roaring applause, I placed my hand in Bernard's. His fingers trembled with excitement as he revealed that exquisite, one-of-a-kind ring.
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 6
The day before our wedding, I pulled the blankets around me and clicked on the dashcam footage. There was Bernard—my soon-to-be husband—shirtless, tangled up with Anne.I smiled. One final move, and I'd destroy them both.At that moment, I texted Bernard, "I don't feel well. I think I might have a fever."Immediately, the man in the video stopped moving. He pushed himself up, hurriedly pulling on his shirt and pants.Anne clung to his sleeve, her face the picture of feigned helplessness. "What are you doing? You're leaving me here just because Hannah texted you? Bernard! What am I to you?"But Bernard's profile was cold and unyielding. He firmly peeled Anne's fingers away, one by one."She will be my wife. And you? Remember your place. You're the one who seduced me."Without another word, he gestured for Anne to leave, missing the hatred in her eyes.Within half an hour, Bernard was home. He carried a bag of medicine, his face lined with concern. Moments ago, he had been with A
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 5
Anne moved out a week before Bernard and I were supposed to get married. I knew their secret meetings hadn't ended. They had just moved from under my nose to somewhere else.Bernard hugged me from behind, his breath warm against my neck. "Babe, you've been away on business for so long. I really missed you."I tensed up for a moment before shifting my shoulder away. "Not tonight. The wedding's almost here, and I'm tired."He paused, then held me tighter, his voice suddenly anxious. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?""No, it's nothing. I'm just tired.""Babe, you've been so distant lately. Is something wrong?"Listening to Bernard's uneasy voice behind me, the dull ache in my chest sharpened into something piercing.So, he could feel unsettled, too. Even as he reveled in the excitement of his affair, there was still a flicker of guilt—like a shred of sincerity hidden beneath all his lies.I pressed a hand to my chest, repeating the words in my head—just wait a little longer.
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 4
At that moment, Bernard came back with the bowls of soup. He never forgot my favorite—chicken noodle soup, always without parsley.Beside us, Anne took a sip of her soup and frowned. "This is too salty. Did they use too much salt?"Then, she picked up her bowl and, without a second thought, offered a spoonful to Bernard, who instinctively bent forward. They were so close that he nearly touched the spoon before stopping himself.It must have dawned on him then—he had a fiancée, who was sitting right there on the hospital bed."Hannah, is the soup okay? Do you still feel dizzy?" Bernard asked.Flustered, he moved closer, reaching to touch my forehead, but I pulled away.I looked at his hand, suspended in the air, and answered coldly, "I'm fine. I can feed myself."At my words, Anne's eyes widened in sudden understanding. "Oh, Hannah, I'm sorry. You know how I am—I don't hold back with anyone. I forgot he's your boyfriend. You're not mad, are you?"She pouted, her naturally youthf
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 3
During the first few days of my business trip, Bernard video-called me every night. Aside from saying he missed me and asking when I would return, most of our conversations were about how Anne frustrated him.He told me she stayed up late, cooking a midnight snack, and nearly set the kitchen on fire, forcing him to clean up and cook for her instead.He said Anne was careless with her things, leaving her face wash and lotion scattered on the bathroom counter, so he always had to put them away.Apparently, Anne had also come down with a fever and ordered him around like a maid, demanding water and medicine. Because of her, he missed an important work meeting.He mentioned that Anne, trying to thank him for buying her medicine, made him breakfast but accidentally used the wrong seasoning, resulting in oddly sweet scrambled eggs.Bernard had let her take over most of our talks without realizing it. He hadn't complained about her lack of boundaries in a long time. And though his words
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 2
Anne came to live with me two months ago. After high school, we'd grown apart. I only knew she'd gone to college in the north and, near graduation, started dating someone and chose to stay there with him.Then, two months ago, she called me crying, saying she'd broken up and needed to come home to recover. With her parents divorced and no other family here, I happily offered her a place to stay.Anne moved into our new home as Bernard and I were deep in wedding preparations. Despite the years we'd spent apart, she still had a way of clinging to me.Whenever Bernard tried to steal a moment of closeness, she'd playfully scowl, push him away, and hug me tightly, complaining, "Hannah, look at him! He's had you all to himself for years. Can't he spare you for a little while?"Seeing Bernard's resigned expression, I could only pat his hand reassuringly.Anne had been taking up most of my time recently, and Bernard's patience with her had worn thin. He could only hold me when she wasn't
A Wedding Gift for You Chapter 1
I opened my eyes to the hospital's stark white walls. My boyfriend and best friend stood on opposite sides of the bed, their expressions filled with concern.Anne Arterburn held my hand tightly, her voice breaking with emotion. "Hannah, you terrified me. I nearly fainted when I heard about the accident. I'm so relieved you're alright."She nudged Bernard Drayton, her tone nasal and insistent. "Hannah just woke up. She must be hungry, so go downstairs and get her some soup."There was something oddly familiar about the way she directed him, a comfort that suggested habit.Bernard had seemed somewhat dazed ever since I regained consciousness. When Anne pushed him, he frowned but didn't argue, quietly stepping out of the hospital room.Anne called after him, "Get me something, too—"Bernard interrupted sharply, "I know. Broccoli cheddar soup.""You're the best!"Only after he left did Anne turn back to me. "What happened, Hannah? How did you end up in the crash? The police said yo
