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"Are you really that desperate? In such a hurry to replace Jenny?" Dinah stared at Leander in disbelief, her words coming out in a stammer. "L-Leander?" Leander seized her by the throat and yanked her close. "You think you're worthy of Jenny's place? You really think you could ever replace her? She's the only wife I'll ever have. You're just Derek's whore. I was never going to marry you." Dinah thrashed against his grip, her once-alluring face twisting into something vicious. "Why are you doing this to me?"

He narrowed his eyes, considering it a deception until he read the caption, "The rumors of me being married were indeed true and she is my beautiful wife; Iris Grave. My love for her is inexplicable, coming into my life as a ray of shine, igniting my future. I only desire to spend the rest of my life imprisoned in your heart. I love you so much, Iris. I hope this start will bring us hopes and endless smiles together." Erich blinked, shaking his head trying to deny what he just saw. Lucifer with a woman none other than Red, holding her waist, pulling her close and looking at each other with eternal fondness.

He had my full attention. Eric continued. "I've never actually told anyone this, but since you just saw me fuck my wife, for like the third time in two days, what the hell? Early on in our marriage, we got into a bit of a rut. We weren't having much sex. We were working too hard. And we finally scheduled a decent vacation, to Cancun. We promised each other that we would try to have sex as many times as humanly possible on the vacation, to rekindle our romance.

“Really? Because you looked like a couple of filthy adulterers to me. You even used your tongue in that video! But you still insist you’re innocent? “If you’re being stalked, call the damn police! You had ‘no choice’ but to make out with a married man? Please, this isn’t an idol drama.” James looked livid. One of his friends hurriedly tried to talk me down. “Come on. Wendy, you and James have been married for ages! Don’t you know what he’s like? He would never mess around under our noses.” I shot back, “Right, because he’s messing around in front of your noses. Are you gonna cover your friend when he cheats and raise his bastard kids?”

It took her seconds to stop laughing. "That's so impossible!" she cries. "Look at Jared! He is just... almost perfect! He would not fall for someone like me. Never! Plus I am getting married. He would not stoop low to stay married to me when he knows I don't love him." Veronica plasters an evil grin, erasing the light in Rossie's face. "It looks like he did," she softly said. She watches as Rossie slowly gets what she wanted her to know.

] Ava: [But… you're married. "I know, and I don't want to lie to you. My marriage is just a loveless business union. Tina and I have been married for many years. Other than mutual respect, we don’t have much feelings for each other. In families like ours, everything is for the sake of interests.] Ava remained silent. Niel: [In truth, I've always wanted to marry a woman I love and live an ordinary and simple life, even if it means she doesn’t have much money or doesn’t come from an outstanding family.]

I repeated to myself, a mantra whispered into the quiet air, drawing deep, shuddering breaths as if they could actually mend me. I fixed my gaze on the phone screen again, awaiting Sarah’s reply, but it remained stagnant—an unbearable blank. A sharp pang of hurt struck my chest. I felt profoundly alone, adrift in a silent sea. I craved a comforter; I needed Sarah’s voice, but more desperately, I yearned for my mother’s embrace. “It is all over,” I confessed under my breath. The brutal truth was a constant hum: I had been forcibly married to Collins, a sure cruel plot engineered by my father. I was bound to him forever, sentenced to a lifetime of quiet pain and forced intimacy.

The worst situation she feared came true after all. Her husband....was comatose. She married not only a crippled but a comatose husband. *****

He pressed, "Is this all because of that New Year's Day? Just because I punished you by making you stand in the rain? You crossed the line—" I cut him off. "Crossed the line? You really think so highly of yourself. Who told you I wanted to have kids for you? Before we married, I made it clear: Jack would be my only child. You knew how much I cared for him, yet you didn't trust me. You never treated me as an equal. Now you want me to return to being your unpaid servant? "Too bad for you. That won't happen. We're done. From now on, we go separate ways. We'll live separate lives and never cross paths again."

“Who's counting?” We all laughed. “But look at that. Wedding. Moved in with a man. Baby. Right after the first fucking date. Who does that?” Carmen shook her head. “Tiffany.” We all cracked up. “Hell, look at Kira,” I continued. “Kira got married and had babies and everything.” Carmen nodded. “She's been with Martin forever. They were each other's first everything. So they don't count.” I shrugged. “Well, whatever.”