FAZER LOGINThe journey to Leonel’s private residence passed relatively quickly. Lyra did not pay much attention to the route they took because her mind was busy processing the string of events at the altar earlier.She hoped ... everything had gone according to her wishes. Damien had found his happiness, and she had no debt of gratitude left in this life. Everything was over.Lyra chose to enjoy the journey to Leonel’s home. Until the black car they were riding in passed through the tall iron gates and crossed the expansive grounds toward a magnificent mansion on the outskirts of the city center, she could not hide her amazement.“This ... is your house?” she asked unconsciously, staring through the window at the sturdy modern-classical facade of the building.“Yes,” Leonel replied from beside her, his voice flat. “Why? Surprised?”“Not really,” Lyra answered, trying to compose herself and neutralize
Damien turned around and intended to chase after Lyra, whom Leonel was carrying away from the altar. “Lyra!”Before he could get far, Ciara grabbed his arm tightly.“Damien?” she asked with a confused expression. “What’s wrong?”Damien was forced to stop, but his eyes remained fixed on the exit.Ciara’s grip tightened. “Haven’t you spent the past few days trying to find a way so I wouldn’t have to marry Leonel?” Her voice began to tremble. “You even said you wanted to take me away. So why are you acting like this now?”Damien roughly rubbed his face. His thoughts became even more chaotic. What Ciara said was not wrong, but he could not easily explain the current situation.Ciara stared at him sharply. “You said you cared about me. You didn’t want to see me marry Leonel. Now Lyra has taken my place, so why are you chasing after her instead?”Damien fell silent. Ciara’s question struck him hard. His plan had indeed been to save Ciara from an unwanted marriage. But seeing Lyra standing a
The two couples then began walking toward the altar as the wedding blessing was about to begin.Leonel walked beside Lyra with calm steps. Occasionally, he glanced at the woman beside him, who remained silent with her hands holding the bouquet.“Nervous?” he asked softly.Lyra simply shook her head. “No.” Her answer was brief and sounded so calm.Leonel did not ask anything else. He continued walking confidently with Lyra toward the altar.On the other side, Ciara linked her arm with Damien’s affectionately. She even moved closer to him, as she usually did when she wanted to get the man’s attention.However, Damien gave no response at all. His gaze was instead fixed on the woman walking several steps ahead of them. For some reason, he had felt as though he had been standing behind Lyra all this time.He did not even realize when Ciara’s fingers tightened around his arm.Damien simply continued watching Lyra’s back as she moved farther away, until the two of them reached the front of t
In her previous life, that same hand had once been extended to her. But at that time, Lyra had slapped it away because she had wanted to marry Damien so badly. If, in the past, Sofi and Paul had planned the bride swap just so Ciara could marry Damien.This time, Lyra made the path easier.This time, Lyra did not slap away the same hand that had once again been extended to her. Instead, she gripped it tightly. Lyra briefly felt the hand stiffen, perhaps because she was holding it too tightly? She didn’t know. Lyra said nothing.Just like Leonel. The man said nothing either. He simply helped her into the car before getting in and sitting beside her.Throughout the journey to the chapel, there was no conversation between them. Lyra sat calmly, while Leonel made no attempt to start a conversation either. Strangely, the silence did not make Lyra feel awkward.A short while later, the car stopped in front of the chapel.The car door opened immediately, even before Leonel got out. Lyra had n
That night, Ciara came to see Damien again.The moment he saw Ciara’s red-rimmed eyes, Damien immediately knew that the woman had been crying again.“I’m scared, Damien.”It was not the first time Ciara had said that. Over the past few days, her fear of marrying Leonel had continued to appear in various forms. She was afraid of Leonel’s cold demeanor, afraid of life after marriage, and especially afraid of losing the freedom she had always had.Damien had told her several times that Leonel would not hurt her without reason. But that night, seeing Ciara crying in front of him again, even his own conviction began to waver.“I don’t know what my life will be like after I marry him.”Ciara did not ask Damien to do anything. She even said that she did not want to make things difficult for Damien. Yet it was precisely that attitude that made it even harder for Damien to ignore her.He looked at Ciara for a long time before finally placing a hand on her shoulder. “Don’t cry.”After Ciara lef
Lyra looked at the jade bracelet now wrapped around her wrist.The stone felt cold every time it touched her skin, but after a while, she began to get used to its presence. Even now, she still did not truly understand why Leonel had given it to her.The man had not explained anything, as though his brief statement that Lyra deserved to wear it was enough of an answer. However, Lyra had no intention of thinking too deeply about it. Whatever Leonel meant, she only needed to fulfill one thing she had already promised.“Don’t take it off.”Lyra remembered Leonel’s words from a few days ago and let out a small sigh.“All right. I won’t take it off.”She gently stroked the bracelet again. For now, she would simply keep her promise.Two more days, and everything would be over.A knock on her bedroom door made her turn. “Come in.”Viona entered with several paper bags in her hands. She placed them near the door before approaching Lyra again. “Miss, I’ve separated the things that will be taken







