My Crippled Husband who loves me dearly
Purple Acacia charlotte's storyaunt charlotte in the patriotfrom rejected fake heiress to desired true lovethe duke's daughter drops her engagement and facade
The moonlight dances across her sleepy, calm face in slow motion.
“You are the same as her. Pure and beautiful,” he whispers, gazing at the moon that shines on the world along with Charlotte's beautiful face. A sharp exhale leaves a bitter expression on his face, and a heaviness shrouds his heart. He wheels outside, stopping before the garden.
“Edward! This garden is a sign of our unconditional love. We will shower in moonlight every month. Promise!”
Edward’s lips curve into a sweet smile as he recalls those words, replaying the scenes of a girl enjoying the moonlight, dancing under it, making promises that were never fulfilled, and loving him unconditionally.