Novel & Cerita Survival Lilly Married

“Luke? Your Luke?” Lillian nodded, pulling out her phone again and showing her mom the picture. “I just saw it online. He’s getting married... to her.” She didn’t know the woman in the picture, but it didn’t matter. What mattered was that Luke had moved on, and now, he was starting a whole new life—without her. Claire studied the photo for a moment before handing the phone back. “How do you feel about it?” Lillian shrugged, trying to play it off like it didn’t bother her. “I don’t know. I mean, we were kids, right? It wasn’t like it was going to last forever.”

Lily suddenly broke down in front of him, tears flooded down her cheeks sobs breaking through her, she could no more have control over her emotions, it was hard to pretend like she was fine, it was hard to pretend and just survive like nothing happened, the unwanted tiring thought, the horrible flashbacks and terrifying nightmares won't leave her alone. She was abducted, raped and rescued and was living at a stranger's house, so much of it in a week, how was she supposed to celebrate her rescue after what she had been through, never in her life did she think she would end up in a situation like this, her life had took unexpected turns, but this was beyond everything that could go wrong. The

Livia let out a sigh, knowing that Aldrake would use her as a display to assert his dominance. Lilly's voice echoed in her mind with anger, "I really wanted to k*ll that b*stard! But, let's play nice for now, Livia. Let's be good to your husband - I mean, to that b*stard, and after that, let's run away." Livia agreed, seeing this as an opportunity to escape. If the Mood Goddess lets them escape, she'll be so glad and never come back here. She made up her mind, and she had decided to turn her back on everything. She wouldn't be swayed from her decision, because her own well-being and Lilly's were more important to her than anything else.

“Jackson just received notice. He’s reporting to the county office tomorrow. I have a feeling that within five years, he’ll rise to the top. By then, I’ll be a government official’s wife.” No one in the room paid attention to her. Instead, they turned to ask Mark about the South and what it was like there. Lily grew annoyed. “Emma.” I looked up at her. She seemed to have something to say. “Let’s go cook.” In our family, men never entered the kitchen. Lily and I went in together. I was just about to start the fire when she leaned in and said, “Taking care of the Hollanders must be exhausting, right? His mom and sister aren’t exactly normal.”

“Do you truly think this is some science project? Wake up, dumb bitch. This isn't IVF with surrogate bullshit—this is me, carrying my baby! My own flesh and blood!” Jasper muttered under his breath. “Fuck’s sake, Lil.” The world spun around her, and she almost stumbled. Rose’s eyes kept darting from Lillian to Jasper. There was no denying what her mind already told her from the moment she saw the fitting necktie and dress. She whispered in dread. “Oh, no.” “Well, yes.” A taunting smile stretched Lillian’s pink, glossy lips. “I fucked your husband. And he got me pregnant.” “Christ,” Jasper groaned, pulling her to him. “Lillian, you're being unreasonable right now.”

] “So what should I do now? He can't know I'm working in your agency and spying on his company. I still haven't found the main pawn to take him down.” [Lily, I'm sorry but I think you should be more gentle with him. Be the wife he wants. Maybe then he will be less suspicious of you.] "Can he believe that the daughter of the man he killed suddenly became nice to him?" [We'll know if we try.] “Alright, I will try. Did he know I was in this room?" [Not yet. But soon. Don't do anything because I will guide you out of that room without stepping on their security system.]

“It protects everyone. The company. Your father. Nicole’s family. My mother. And you.” “And what about you?” I asked. “What protects you?” She smiled sadly. “I will live.” That was not living. That was survival. And Lily had survived enough for ten lifetimes. When she looked at me, I saw the decision already forming in her eyes. A decision she hated. A decision she would make anyway. “I will not let you do this,” I said. “You cannot stop me,” she whispered. That hurt. Everything hurt. “Lily, I love you,” I said again. I needed her to hear it. To believe it.

She was out of the coma. I had to leave Lily behind. Gia was awake… and that mattered more to me. When I reached the hospital room, Gia threw her arms around my neck, pulling me into a tight hug. “We can get married now, Ady!” she said with excitement. “I’m awake… I’m ready to be with you again!” I gently pulled back and looked her in the eye. “Gia… I’m already married.” Her smile faded instantly. Her expression turned cold.

“You did good tonight. Sat still. Looked pretty. Didn’t speak. Jillian has always liked quiet girls.” I bristled, but she didn’t stop. “I used to sit in that same chair, you know. Right by his side. Until your little contract marriage ruined everything.” “It wasn’t my choice,” I snapped. She tilted her head. “And yet, here you are. Sleeping in his bed. Wearing his gifts. Playing house like a good little bride.” I stepped closer, heart pounding. “What do you want?” She smirked. “To give you some advice, Christy. If you want to survive here—if you want to keep him—you’ll have to fight for him. And I don’t think you have it in you.”

It's kinda painful on her part as his wife. "I'm an open book," Lily said candidly, "I easily vent to anyone after I lost my father." "Exactly," she said. "That is why I hope Aemon will soon be able to open himself to you. I know you don't know each other that deeply, but I hope this marriage works for both of you." "You are Mafia bosses," Lily mentioned. Can you imagine this old lady killing people fiercely? She looked like a young woman when she saw her killing that night.