ログインHELENEDespite the sting in my nose and the blur clouding my vision, a soft laugh escaped me.Before telling her everything, all I had worried about was whether she would misunderstand me—whether she would think I was taking advantage of Lucien’s situation for my own benefit.As a result, her focus was on something else entirely. Her first reaction had been distress.Distress for me.Warmth gathered behind my eyes.Even if she ended up blaming me in the end…Even if she didn't agree with my plan…The fact that she had instinctively put me first made everything else feel insignificant.So this was what it felt like to be cared for without reservation.Afraid she might notice my chaotic emotions, I lowered my head and wiped at my eyes as discreetly as I could.But I still ended up attracting her attention. Perhaps I had been too quiet for too long, offering no response and making no attempt to calm her down...In the next moment, I heard the sound of her footsteps rushing over. The sp
HELENEIt was clear Isabel was stepping back, choosing not to press me any further.And yet, instead of relief, all I felt was dread.As she moved to stand and leave, a sudden, unsettling thought struck me—The moment she walked out that door, things between us might never be the same again.I found even the thought of it unbearable. So in that instant, I made my decision.Taking into account our years of friendship and the sincerity she had always shown me, I chose to take a gamble.A gamble on the possibility that Isabel might stand on my side... instead of her cousin’s.The odds weren’t exactly in my favor.But it was still worth a shot.Before I could second-guess myself, I reached out and grabbed her hand just as she rose slightly. She paused. Then, I lifted my head and met her gaze, my eyes steady and firm with resolve despite the turmoil inside me.“I’ll tell you what this is about,” I said.To my surprise, she didn’t agree immediately.Her expression froze for the briefest
ISABELFollowing the words I’d meant as comfort, I was caught off guard when Helene lowered her head and whispered an apology.Then came the tears. One after another, large drops slipping silently down her cheeks.“I—I didn’t mean to blame you,” I stammered, panic rising as I reached out to wipe them away. But it made no difference. They just kept falling.And that only made me more anxious.I had known her for so long, yet this was the first time I had ever seen her cry.The fact that she didn’t sob—just let the tears fall in silence—made it worse.Especially with that face of hers. By modern standards, Helene was what people would call a classic beauty.Her features were delicately balanced, effortlessly harmonious. Unlike my own more glamorous looks, hers didn’t demand attention at first glance—it lingered, like a soft melody long after the music had faded.But what truly set her apart was something harder to describe.Her aura. Somehow, the air around her always felt… different
HELENE“What exactly is going on between you and my cousin?” Isabel asked.The moment the question left her lips, a single thought crossed my mind.As expected.When I saw her standing outside my door earlier, I had already guessed why she came. And, as it turned out, I wasn’t wrong.Thinking about it now, her curiosity made perfect sense.As Lucien’s cousin—and my best friend—Isabel was, of course, privy to our better-forgotten past entanglement. More than that, she knew better than anyone how deliberately I had avoided anything related to him over the years.There had even been a time she nearly argued with me over it, frustrated that I refused to visit her home just to avoid the possibility of running into him.And yet, that same person had taken the initiative to ask for his contact.Of course she’d be curious.Honestly… I would be too, if I were in her position.Earlier, when I messaged her for Lucien’s contact, she had asked why. Not knowing how to explain, I brushed it off with
HELENEI sent Grandma a message to let her know I’d received the package she’d sent, having spotted it by the front door earlier.Knowing how rarely she checked her phone, I didn’t expect a reply anytime soon.Fortunately, the produce was still fresh as I sorted everything into the refrigerator. Otherwise, she really would’ve raised hell with the delivery company.After that, I headed upstairs to change into something more comfortable.I had barely finished when the doorbell rang.Not exoecting anyone, I hurried back downstairs and pulled the door open—Only to freeze in surprise.“What are you doing here?” I blurted out. “Aren’t you supposed to be at the office right now?”Dressed in a beige square-neck long-sleeve top paired with a black mini skirt, ankle boots, and a matching handbag, Isabel Fontaine looked effortlessly put-together—soft, feminine, and eye-catching as always.She blinked at me, then smiled, a shallow dimple appearing on her left cheek.“Of course I’m here,” she sai
LUCIEN“She really said that?” Adrian asked, disbelief evident in his voice after I briefly summarized my conversation with Helene. “If that turns out to be true, then I have to say—the Laurent family has truly grown bold.”“Replacing the bride at the last minute? Do they think they’re the main characters in some melodrama?”“Not like it would be their first time,” I replied indifferently.His eyes narrowed, curiosity flaring to life in them. “What do you mean, not their first time? You’re saying they’ve switched the bride before?”He ran a hand through his hair, confusion surfacing on his face. “But that doesn’t make sense. I’ve never heard of any other marriage arrangement between your family and theirs.”It wasn’t surprising he couldn’t piece it together immediately. The switch had happened long before I recruited him, and it was hardly something worth mentioning afterward.My silence made him realize something amiss.“Don’t tell me…” His eyes widened dramatically. “It was your en







