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I ask, stepping slightly to the side so I am no longer hidden behind Caleb's shoulder. The woman lets out a soft, mocking chuckle. "He hasn't told you about me? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Caleb always did like to bury things he couldn't handle." She looks back at Caleb, her expression softening into something desperate. "I'm Nancy, honey. I'm his wife."

She could not pretend to be ignorant anymore. "Of course, it's true. And they said that Secretary Summers’ first wife treated her kindly. She even asked Secretary Summers to pay her a visit when he was out on a business trip. Who would have thought that shameless thing would seduce her best friend's husband and give birth to a daughter? No one would have been able to take it. Later on, Secretary Summers’ first wife got into an accident and passed away. Susan took this opportunity to become his wife. She even drove his first wife's daughter away. After that, Secretary Summers was transferred to different places. That’s why no one knew about it and everyone thought she was the first wife. Litt

Her Dane. Some lesbians have gotten married over the years because they wanted to hide who they are or because they were forced too. Although, the marriage becomes hell and never lasts, they were able to have sex and tolerate their spouse even if it's just for a little while. Few has even been able to bear children. Surely she can do this.... right? She can do this. She wanted to. Dane is not just anybody but the man she truly wants to be with all the time. The man she loves. Surely, being intimate with him won't be so bad....right?

He asked, gripping her hand and Madeline nodded with a stressed smile. "Well do you work here?" he curiously asks, pulling her closer which caught her off guard. "I-I..." she was about to speak but a strong arm drags her back and holds her waist from her left. She lifts her head to see the person and her lips clapped themselves. "Kennard," she mumbled. He wore a rigid cold face with a clenched jaw and threw invisible draggers at the frontman from his piercing stares. "Why does my wife need to work here?" Kennard roared with an annoyed tone.

"Of course, this family's wealth is no joke. So we have to be careful, everything here is expensive." Lizzy nodded in agreement to Hazel's words. After getting ready in their new uniforms, Hazel and Lizzy separated to do their respective tasks. Hazel now entered the room of the first child of the Reagan family, if she didn't remember correctly then his name was Alexander Reagan. She felt a little relaxed because she knew that the owner rarely came to the room so Hazel could clean freely.

That he would have enough shame to look uncomfortable, but then Damien did not even hesitate. He walked past me, and still went straight to her and I felt it hard and then Lila then turned to him with that same sweet face. “Am I too early?” she asked and Damien’s eyes moved over her shoulder. There was a tiny crease in her dress and he reached out and smoothed it down with his fingers and then I stopped breathing. Because in three years of marriage, Damien had never touched me like that in front of anyone. He had only touched me in the dark, against walls and inside locked bedrooms.

He summoned the entire family, activated every connection he had, and launched a full-scale search for Lina. Within a single day, they found her. Lina threw herself into Marco’s arms the moment she was rescued, and when she saw me, her face twisted into fear. “Aurora, I’m sorry! I’ll stay far away from your husband from now on. Please don’t lock me up in the punishment room again!” It was the first time she called Marco my husband. Marco’s presence turned terrifying. His cold gaze shot toward me like a knife. “Aurora, jealousy has limits! Lina is just a child! The punishment room is for traitors and enemies! She was electrocuted and whipped in there… Do you have any idea she almost died?”

I said. Her smile grew. “Yes. Yes you did” “You’re Kael’s wife,” I said. She nodded slightly. “Yes.” “That means you’re the wife of the first great Lycan.” She smiled again. “No.” I frowned. “What do you mean no?” She looked at me with those silver eyes. “Yes, I am Kael’s wife,” she said. “Then that means you’re the wife of the first Lycan,” I insisted. She smiled again. “No. That is not the truth.”

“Since my dear wife insists—so shall it be. Let the world witness our love.” The moment we stepped into the hall, camera flashes exploded around us, blinding and relentless. Reporters swarmed in. “Mister Desmond Lucas,” one called out, “is this your new wife?” “We’ve heard you recently got married—are the rumors true?” “Are you really not homosexual?” “Is it true you're a rich man with... questionable secrets and hobbies?” "As a matter of fact, you can clearly see that Miss Agatha here is my wife," Desmond said to the reporter. "And obviously, I am not a homosexual."

“Mr. Blackwood, who’s the absolutely stunning lady with you?” “Mr. Blackwood, over here, please! Who’s this pretty lady? Are you guys related? Is she your girlfriend?” “Mr. Blackwood, please answer us, Mr. Blackwood!” Julian halted, his lips twitching at their incessant chatter. “This,” he began, sliding his hands to Leslie’s waist, “is my wife, Leslie Blackwood.” Leslie flushed, and the reporters gasped and whispered amongst each other. “He has a wife now?”