LOGINLUCIEN“I still can’t believe you’re married,” Adrian said after returning from seeing the registrar out. He dropped onto the sofa beside me, disbelief clear in his tone. “It feels surreal.”My gaze fell on the marriage certificate resting on the table. The emotions in my eyes remained unreadable.Ever since Noemie turned eighteen, both families had been urging us to register the marriage first and hold the ceremony later. But, I had no intention of rushing into a lifelong commitment with someone I detested, so I delayed it time and again under various pretexts.Eventually, it became clear to everyone that while I had expressed no objections to their earlier arrangements, the final decision would be mine alone.No one expected things to take a sudden, unexpected turn.Over the past month, my mother had been through enough because of me. So, when she brought up the marriage again, I couldn’t bring myself to refuse.It was just a marriage.If she wanted it to happen, I'd comply even if
HELENESitting across from Lucien once again, I felt far more at ease than I had yesterday.Neither of us was particularly interested in exchanging meaningless pleasantries, so when he pushed a document across the table, I picked it up without a word.“Go through the terms,” he said. “See if there’s anything you’d like to add.”I began reading carefully, determined not to miss a single detail.I barely knew him, so trusting him enough not to play tricks was out of the question. The last thing I wanted was to walk into a trap disguised as an agreement.Yet the more I read, the more surprised I became.The terms were unexpectedly... generous.The duration of the marriage was set at one year, exactly as I had proposed. There was also a financial provision—monthly allowances, along with a considerable sum to be paid at the end of the contract.My gaze lingered on that section for moment. Why include this? Surely it wasn’t concern for how I’d fare after leaving the Laurent family and him
HELENEIt had to be said that Isabel knew her cousin well.Right at midnight, just as I was about to give in to drowsiness, a message from Lucien came through.[10 Am. Monarch ParK.]Just a time and a location.Nothing more.And yet, I knew exactly what it meant: I was one step closer to success.But along with it came a faint, inexplicable anxiety—one I had been suppressing all along.My fingers tightened around my phone as I leaned back against the headboard, my expression still in the quiet of the night.Even if this was a marriage of convenience…It was still a marriage.And my first. I had never held any grand fantasies about it, but I had certainly never imagined that one day, I would use it as a bargaining chip...Sighing helplessly, I placed my phone on the bedside table and lay down, forcing down those depressing thoughts. As for the promise I had made earlier—to give my family an answer before the day ended…There was no rush.They were the ones desperate to find a substit
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
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







