LOGINHELENEI knew Lucien couldn’t possibly have meant anything beyond the literal meaning when he mentioned showering.And yet, for one brief moment, my heartbeat completely lost control.It pounded so hard against my chest that I almost felt afraid he might hear it.As a result, I could only flee.The moment I entered the bathroom, I hurriedly shut the door behind me before leaning back against it.My hand pressed instinctively against my chest as I tried calming my racing heartbeat.It took quite a while before my emotions finally settled.Only then did I begin properly taking in my surroundings.The bathroom was enormous, decorated in a style that was both luxurious and understated.Soft marble tiles gleamed beneath the warm lighting, while the faint scent of cedarwood lingered subtly in the air.On the vanity sat an entire set of neatly prepared toiletries alongside a folded pale sage-green silk sleepwear set.Nearby, several bathrobes hung neatly in place.One was brand new and peach
HELENEAll these years, I had convinced myself so thoroughly that even I came to believe I truly wasn’t upset about the engagement switch.That at most, I had merely felt irritated at being treated like a disposable tool.But was that really true?Was I truly that indifferent?That detached?Of course not.How could I possibly not care?Only those who held no expectations would never feel disappointment.And no matter how much I denied it, I once had expectations too.In my previous life, I had been born into a chaotic and desolate world.An abandoned child.An orphan who never even knew who her biological parents were.Later, after awakening my plant-affinity ability—something considered both rare and valuable in that world—I was taken into a facility and made to work endlessly without rest.In the end, I died there.I was only fifteen years old.Yes.Fifteen.An age most people in this world still considered childhood.Yet, in that world, I had never gotten the chance to truly be a
HELENEThe moment his words fell, Mom was the first to react.“You’re leaving already?” The smile on her face faltered instantly, her disappointment impossible to conceal. “But it’s your first time coming back in so long…”Her voice gradually trailed off.I instinctively glanced toward Lucien.His head had lowered slightly, making his expression difficult to read.But then I noticed it.From where I stood, I could clearly see the fingers of his right hand curl tightly into a fist before slowly loosening again a moment later.For some reason, my chest tightened along with it.In that instant, I suddenly remembered that Lucien had lost his father at a very young age.Therefore, his relationship with Mom must have once been extremely close.But now…It was obvious that his accident had placed a strain between them.A mother who perhaps found it difficult to accept her son’s current reality and instinctively treated him like fragile porcelain.And a son who was proud, strong-willed, and h
HELENEI could tell that both Isabel and Aunt Eleanor were praising me so enthusiastically on purpose, making sure no one present would dare look down on the gifts I brought.And honestly, I couldn’t have been more grateful for their thoughtfulness.To be cared for so attentively, considered so naturally…It was a feeling I would always cherish.But at the same time, a faint smile curved my lips.I felt they were worrying a little too much.After all, my handmade creations would only ever end up in the hands of people I believed truly knew how to appreciate them.As for those likely to toss them aside the moment I looked away…By now, I had already more or less figured out exactly who those people were.Fortunately, I had already taken that possibility into account while preparing today’s gifts.Which was precisely why, alongside the handmade items, I had also prepared several impeccable luxury gifts that no one could openly criticize.With those thoughts in mind, I continued distribu
ISABELWatching the wine box disappear farther and farther away until it vanished completely from sight, I felt my heart shatter into tiny little pieces.I had to use every ounce of self-control to stop myself from reaching out dramatically and screaming:Don’t leave meee!Fortunately—or unfortunately—a shred of common sense combined with Mom’s warning stare barely managed to preserve the last scraps of my dignity.A moment later, I turned to look at Grandpa, who now sat comfortably in his armchair with his eyes closed, pretending to nap peacefully.I clicked my tongue in disappointment.As expected, no matter how generous a person usually was, the moment they encountered something they truly loved, they immediately transformed into terrifying misers.Still—A smug sense of pride rose within me.Hadn’t I said it already?My bestie’s wine really was that good.Just then, Helene’s voice rang out once more as she resumed distributing the remaining gifts.My eyes lit up instantly.The hea
LUCIENWho would have thought my new wife possessed a hidden talent like brewing?The more I learned about Helene, the more I realized how badly I had misjudged her in the past.Taciturn?Socially inept?My lips curved faintly.As if.From the current situation alone, it was obvious that if Helene truly wished to, she could charm almost anyone effortlessly.Just look at my mother.Anyone unfamiliar with her personality would probably assume she was easy to get close to, judging by the way she treated Helene today.But I knew better than anyone that wasn’t the case.As for the jewelry set she gifted away—I was fully aware of how much she treasured it. So much so that even I had been surprised when she asked the staff to bring it out earlier.In fact, I was fairly certain that if Noemie had been the one sitting here today, my mother would never have handed it over so readily.Yet for reasons known only to herself, she had taken an almost immediate liking to Helene.As for Aunt Eleanor,
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
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. Ot
LUCIENHer words made me pause, all expression instantly vanishing from my face.“What do you mean by that?” I asked, my tone unreadable.She met my gaze calmly. “I mean we could make this a contract marriage—one with a specific time limit. A year, for example. After that, we can file for a mutual
LUCIEN For the first time in my life, I felt as though I wasn’t intelligent enough. From everything Helene had said so far, it was obvious she found the idea of replacing Noemie and marrying me just as ridiculous as I did. She had even clearly foreseen the consequences it could bring—especially fo







