Murr Married Sal Sister Novels & Stories

After that day, I walked into my lawyer’s office trying to appear calm. The smell of leather and old paper did little to ease the turmoil inside me. As I signed each document with trembling hands, pretending I wasn’t breaking, my tears fell but I quickly wiped them away, hoping no one would notice. This was it. This was my first real step in cutting ties with Victor Ravencroft, my husband of three years, the man who destroyed everything I cared about along with my sister’s betrayal.

Later, more investors joined us and unfortunately… their wives came too… Elegant women in designer gowns looked at me in a gentle way, judging and measuring me. “You’re Layla’s sister right?” one blonde woman smiled. “Yes.” I nodded. “How tragic… your poor sister disappears and suddenly you marry her fiancé.” her voice softened. The group went silent, waiting and watching. “That is not true….” I forced myself to remain calm. Another woman lifted her champagne glass, “Of course not.” the sarcasm cut so sharp. “She always seemed more suited for Ethan though,” someone added. “She was graceful.” “And sophisticated.” The women exchanged knowing looks, then one asked me a question…

I muffled, forcing this awkward smile. His eyes flickered. He didn't debt it…. Oh my God… he wants us to practice being a couple? A married couple? “Hazel, do not… he is your sister’s husband, you can’t play house with your sister’s husband, you are better than that.” My angel conscience blurted to me, popping up before my eyes, dressed in a white fitted gown, with wings on her back and a halo on her head. She had this worried look on her face.

He finally spoke up when I was about to finish the whole bowl. “Lila, I—” I did not let him finish. I interrupted him with a kiss. He must not stop taking the medication. He obediently ate the chowder. His mood improved greatly after that. He held my hand and led me to his secret studio. I observed my surroundings in the dim light. I noticed the rumored paintings of beautiful women on the walls. The paintings had a diverse range of poses and expressions. They made the women appear almost lifelike. Each woman’s legs were uniquely distinct.

After marrying into the Preston family, I had worked tirelessly for them, only to end up killed by my own husband. Just as I thought my body was about to be riddled with knives, Scott suddenly appeared directly above us. The blade hovered over Nicky's head. I had no strength left to act and could think of no better plan. All I could do was turn the camera around to face Nicky and shout frantically, "Scott, I'm begging you—please just believe me this one time! This really is Nicky! I'm not lying to you! She really is your sister!" On the video call, Scott rolled his eyes impatiently.

The applause got louder , but Elena did not notice. Because she saw her ex-fiancé and her sister standing at the back of the hall, looking shocked and angry. For a moment , Elena felt the pain and humiliation again. Then she felt something else. Power. Elena lifted her chin and looked at her sister without fear. Her sister had tried to destroy her. Instead , Elena had just become the wife of a powerful man. This time , Elena was in control.

"Look, I know how this looks. But you have to let me explain. Ava and I... it was one stupid moment. The stress from the company, and the wedding planning. It did not mean anything." "One moment?" I laughed, but it came out sharp and ugly. "I walked in on you with my sister, Ryan. My little sister. The one who always got the compliments while I got the 'you would look better if you just tried harder' talks from Mom. And now you are telling me it meant nothing?"

I reminded him again. “That's the problem. If I knew before that Kainaat has such a beautiful sister then I would have asked your hand in marriage. But alas! I didn't know. Now you are my cousin-in-law. So sad.” He leaned against the island to see me directly. "Yeah, you are right. I'm your cousin-in-law. And the sooner you accept this truth the better it will be. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. I'm indeed beautiful but lethal than poison. Try to stay away from me if you want to live.” I threatened him and he looked at me amused.

Now that he and Sally were having a wedding, he hoped he could do the same as Sally and shake his family’s hands at the ceremony. And that included… Freya Moses. As he thought of that, the man raised his gaze to glance at Freya. “Sis, I hope that you will be able to make it to my wedding.” Freya turned her face to the other side and grunted softly in response but did not say anything else. “Your sister is still in denial that you’re the one who’s beneath Sal now.” Mr. Moses Sr smiled and waved at Sally. “Sal, come over here.”

“Evelyn, doesn’t this look just like the rings of Eternal Hearts your sister bid on in France three years ago? Don’t tell me the wife Jace’s talking about is your sister, Valerie Gates?” He shot me a mocking glance while tossing the ring in his hand up into the air. The room grew even rowdier. To them, the idea was absurd. After all, Valerie was the Gates family’s heir. She was ruthless and decisive, the kind of ice queen in business no one dared to cross. Yet, three years ago, she suddenly married in secret. She loved her mysterious husband so fiercely that some might call it an obsession. For years, no matter how hard the media dug, no one had uncovered even a trace of that man or their da