"Miss Hudson, we have prepared a corpse identical to you, just as you requested. It will be delivered to your wedding with Mr. Warhol in ten days." Hearing the voice on the other end of the line, Violet Hudson felt a small knot of tension unwind inside her. "Alright. Thank you." "You're welcome. This is our job. Please rest assured—no one will ever suspect a thing." With that guarantee, she exhaled, the weight on her chest easing just a little. After confirming the final details once more, she ended the call and pushed open the door to the private room. The noise inside had been a constant hum, a mix of voices overlapping, but the moment she stepped in, silence fell like a curtain.
View MoreThere was a slight tremor in Grayson's voice."Violet, will you really never forgive me?"Aurora nodded without hesitation."No, never."She didn't wait for his reaction. Turning away, she stepped through the doorway and disappeared inside.The next day, she had plans to attend a concert with Nate.Ever since her hearing had recovered, she had developed a deep appreciation for sound. The rustling of leaves, the resonance of instruments, the murmur of human voices—each carried its own unique rhythm.Nate was a devoted classical music fan. Every time she attended a concert with him, she learned something new.That night, Grayson stood outside the estate until morning. The words Aurora had spoken echoed endlessly in his mind.The relief he had once felt after his first time with Ruby had now turned into a boomerang, striking him squarely in the chest.But he wasn't ready to give up yet. He refused to believe that five years of love could vanish just like that.Aurora, meanwhile
A few simple words, yet they struck Grayson like a knife to the chest.He couldn't understand. For five years, they had been in love, happy in a way that felt unshakable. Why would she regret it? And that word—regret—what did it mean? Did she no longer love him?The thought alone sent a sharp pain through his heart.No. Impossible.It had only been a month. How could she stop loving him so quickly?She was still angry. She hadn't forgiven him yet—that was all.He stepped forward, reaching for her hand, but she moved back immediately, putting distance between them.That hurt. More than he expected. But he swallowed it down and spoke, almost pleading."Aurora, I didn't mean anything else. I just want to explain. Believe me. From the very start, I've only ever loved you. Ruby meant nothing to me. Can you forgive me? Come back with me? I swear, there will never be another woman by my side. I'll prove it to you. We'll have another wedding, bigger than before. I want the whole world
After seeing that familiar figure on the news, Grayson pulled every string he had to find out exactly who it was.Because the Campbell family's roots were overseas while he remained in America, it took half a month before he finally uncovered a name—Aurora.When he saw the records from the recognition banquet, his eyes locked onto a single person. He recognized her immediately.It was her. His Violet.She had a different name now, but that didn't matter. He knew. He knew with absolute certainty that she was the one he had been searching for.He wasted no time tracking down the Campbell family's address. The moment he confirmed it, he booked the next available flight to the UK.On the way there, he pictured the moment they would meet. A thousand possibilities played out in his mind, but the most likely, he thought, was that she would still be angry and unwilling to see him.That was fine.As long as he could see her, that was enough.After brushing so close to death, he had com
Aurora let out a quiet sigh, her face filled with helplessness.Her mother, still holding her hand, continued to persuade her with a gentle but persistent tone."Aurora, I promise you, he's a good person. Just meet him once, and if you don't like him, I'll find a way to cancel it, okay?"Aurora hadn't expected that the first challenge she'd face after returning home would be an arranged childhood engagement.Years ago, her mother and a close friend had become pregnant around the same time. On a whim, they made a promise—if one had a boy and the other a girl, they would arrange a marriage between them. If both had children of the same gender, they would simply raise them as close siblings. When the time came, fate had played along. One boy, one girl. The two mothers had been ecstatic, imagining how their friendship would one day transform into a family bond.But then, Aurora was taken.The engagement, naturally, was left unsettled.Now, after confirming that she was single, her
Emily looked at Grayson. Her son's gaunt face was drained of life, and all she felt was pain."Grayson, get up and eat something, will you?"But he remained motionless, as if sealed inside a world where no sound could reach him.She had never been fond of Violet, the daughter-in-law who couldn't hear. But she couldn't change her son's mind, so she had no choice but to accept it. Still, she couldn't bear the thought of other wealthy wives mocking her for having a deaf daughter-in-law. That was why she and her husband had used a business trip as an excuse to skip the wedding.Yet, they had been gone for only two days, and the entire Warhol family had fallen into chaos.Violet had committed suicide, and even arranged for her coffin to be sent straight to the wedding venue. News of her son's affair had spread like wildfire. The company's stock price had plummeted. And now, her son was drowning in despair.She blamed it all on Violet.In high society, who didn't keep a mistress or tw
Meanwhile, in England.The morning light was soft, diffused, stretching across the sky like an afterthought.Aurora—no, she should call herself Aurora Campbell now—stood before the old castle estate, still feeling a little dazed. She had come to another country, and in the most unexpected way, had found her birth parents.It had all started on the plane. The woman sitting next to her, an elegant lady with an air of quiet sadness, had looked at her one too many times. Out of politeness, Aurora had greeted her.A conversation followed, casual at first.The woman was an American expatriate, who settled in England. She was returning from a trip to America, a trip made with a single purpose—searching for a lost daughter.Twenty-six years ago, she and her husband had been in America for business when their daughter was born. It had been New Year's, and they decided to stay an extra month, just until she was old enough to travel. But on the eve of their departure, the baby disappeared.
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