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Chloe smiled, and she raised her eyebrows playfully as our fingers interlaced. "I never said I wanted to marry Hank. I've always wanted to marry James. He's the one who made the potion, after all. Only you dummies like that phony beastman Hank!" Rowena felt her heart jump. What did Chloe mean by that? Everyone was shocked. Whispers started spreading, questioning if Hank really made the potion that won the competition. Hank turned ghostly white and tried to cough to cover his nerves, but I spoke up before he could. I turned to my parents, who had just come downstairs.

“Word has already spread! The neighbors saw the police take Delia away in nothing but a sheet! Pregnant! Your own pregnant sister dragged out like a criminal! Have you no shame?” I lowered my hand from my cheek. My voice came out cold, even though everything inside me was burning hot. “She is a criminal. She broke into my home. She broke into my marriage and fucked my husband on my wedding anniversary. She deserves to rot in hell.” “Your marriage?” Mary let out a bitter laugh. “If your marriage was worth anything, she wouldn’t have been able to break into it, would she?” The words hit me like another slap. I felt a painful pang in my chest.

I ran out of strength and lay still, staring up at the ceiling. "Never thought I'd end up being called the other man online. I'm begging you. Just let me go. Go back to your family." She shook her head, the words spilling out. "I'm divorcing Randall. Once you're better, we'll get married. You'll be my only husband." A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "I don't want that anymore. I'm not marrying you." "What about our kid?" she shot back, her voice rising. "We have a baby together. Don't you want him to have a real family?"

Lilith POV I pushed the bedroom door behind me closed before leaning against it, my breathing was so forceful like I had just escape from something wild back there. And indeed, my hands were still shaking really hard. I could still feel the heat from Damien’s fingers against my skin. My chest was rising and falling vigorously. I couldn't slow it down. “Damien? The stranger from that night was my husband…Lucian’s brother? ” I asked myself with a face completely rumpled from shock and sheer disbelief.

Wu Lan Jun swerves his horse and asks a young lady about the ruckus. "Ah, sir. Haven't you heard? Someone dispersed a booklet about the romance between a brocade-clad commander and a daughter from an affluent family. Since most of us can't read, we relied on the city's elocutionist. Now, the tale is spreading throughout the city. It's a must-read!" "I see," Wu Lan Jun laughs nervously, "Do you perhaps know the author?" The lady shakes her head, "No one knows who wrote the book itself. It is so popular now that none of us know where it really began."

Charles responded with a cold glint in his eye, his tone as sharp as a blade. "If my actions so far haven't made things clear, then let me spell it out for you—Noelle is my wife. That is a fact that no one—neither the Bakers nor the Hoffmans—can change. Whether or not you or anyone else acknowledges it means nothing to me."

The crimson lace bralette sat on the center of the slate grey silk sheets, a loud, mocking testament to the absolute death of Elena’s marriage. Elena stood perfectly still at the threshold of the master bedroom. Her fingers gripped the doorframe so tightly that her nails dug into the polished wood, her knuckles turning a stark, bloodless white. This was the third time this month she had found another woman's garments left behind. Julian did not even try to hide it anymore. He did not care enough to try.

Kiara hears the clinking of a glass and the voices fall silent, a man begins to speak, talking about the conquest of the Emperor and all the great things he had achieved on his campaign, he listed them out, earning cheers from the crowd, finally he came to the conquest of Cassia and Dion. “…now the Emperor has brought back the greatest conquest of all, a beautiful maiden. I present to you, The Emperor and his wife.” Kiara hears the thunderous applause given by the inhabitants of the room. She expects them to go through the curtains but the Emperor is yet to move. Did he forget that the applause was their cue? The applause begins to die down, only then did he part the curtain and enter the th

Fuschia clench her fist as Elysian began to talk. “That story… really intriguing. Where did you hear that story, Your Highness?” “Nah, it’s just from a romantic novel I read. So, just tell me, what kind of magic does the husband used?” “Well, I think there’s no magic involvement in this case.” “Impossible! Then what about when she slept with another man who had her husband's face? Isn't the wife being tricked with magic like hypnosis?”

She smirked. "Please, he has been nothing but a pawn since his lowly bitch of a mother died," she said with a chilly laugh. Saffron gripped Elric's arm tightly, warning him to stay. The king glowered at his wife. "How dare you!" he hissed and stood, his hand reaching for the blade at his waist. She looked amused with him. The other princes began to stir uncertainly, some standing.