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She's cast some witchcraft on you, so—" "Tina—" Whenever Curtis heard the name Tina, his demeanor instantly changed. He pushed the things aside, muttering to himself, "Tina, my beloved Tina. Yes, Tina is the woman I love the most. I need to go see her." Curtis started to get out of bed again while talking. Margot held onto him again. "Curtis, don't do this. Hearing my name should snap you back to reality. I am Margot, your wife." Hearing the name "Margot" again, Curtis suddenly froze.

Murphy came to pick me up for the airport herself, probably afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. Years ago, I was one of the top students in my field. Ms. Murphy had recommended me for the Werewolf Genetics Institute. But Lucas wanted to stay and build his future in the pack. So, I turned down the Wolfen Kingdom's invitation and returned to the Southern Pack to live as an ordinary she-wolf. I managed his finances, took care of our home, and bore his child. I even threw myself in front of him when he was ambushed, shattering the bones in my lower leg in the process.

, he said "Carefully " Sarah took a step closer, "Michael, she's your wife not just a signature on a contract. You can't keep her in the dark forever. Every day you wait makes it worse,", Her words hit him like a shock"she's not ready,"he murmured. Almost a whisper"she doesn't need to know everything. Not yet ". Sarah shook her head. Not ready? "Michael.... She's already part of this life whether you admit it or not. She's is your wife. The longer you wait the harder it will hit her when she finds out ".

The portraits watched. The door clicked shut behind her. For a long minute I just stood there. Listening to the silence. To the faint wind outside the tall windows. To the sound of my own breathing, too loud, too uneven in a house meant for a family. Then I sank onto the couch. Put my head in my hands. The leather was cold. Lyara’s favorite spot used to be this couch. Marriage. Lila said marriage like it was a solution. Like saying ‘I do’ would fix debt. Would fix Cross Industries. Would fix me.

he said, "you wouldn't have had a story like that to defend. I wasn't giving you one worth telling." "You are now," Elena said simply, and let that be enough, the two of them standing there in the ordinary light of their kitchen, the northern parcels and Renata Cole and the shareholder call all fading into the background of something steadier and more permanent than any of it a marriage two strangers in a conference room might glimpse for a moment and, without quite meaning to, come away believing in.

Emily’s mouth parted slightly in surprise, unable to look away. “Who is she? And how did she get in here?” George asked, confused by the silent standoff between the two women. No one responded. The air thickened with tension as their gazes remained locked. “Baby… do you know her? What’s going on?” George asked again, growing more bewildered with each passing second. After several long, silent minutes, Emily finally cleared her throat and spoke. “She is Luna Ward—your new wife”

"He even feels sorry for me all the time, saying my parents favored sons over daughters and that I suffered because of it. He turns a blind eye to me supporting my 'brother.' What an idiot!” "Why wouldn't I take advantage of a guy like this? His money is there for me and my son to spend!" I stared at my phone screen, my fingers trembling uncontrollably. Vivienne Carter was my wife. For five years, she constantly cried in front of me, saying she was neglected by her parents since childhood and forced to drop out of school to support her brother's education. Every single word oozed self-pity.

Until exhaustion dragged me under like a wave. And as I drifted into sleep, my last coherent thought was a curse. A curse on the day I met Adrian Vale. A curse on the day I met Maribel Cross. A curse on every moment I'd wasted loving people who saw me as nothing but a resource to exploit. Never again. Never fucking again. ​

Snip! Jolene started to cut up my expensive, haute couture wedding gown. It felt like she was tearing up my skin as I listened to her crazy cutting. "You aren't good enough for this wedding gown. You're just an orphan who uses her pretty face to seduce men. Do you really think you'll become a rich wife just because you're pregnant with a little bastard in your belly?" She cursed viciously as she tore the gown apart. "I'm the one who should be Mrs. John Curtis, and that thing in your belly is nothing but an unwanted bastard!" I stared at her with hate in my eyes. "This is Don Andre Corleone's first grandchild. If anything happens to the baby, he won't let you get away with it…"

Followed by him are the two young guys, one is dressed in the same attire as his father and the other one - he seems familiar to Nora. Her eyes widens as she exclaims, her piqued voice is low, “I know this guy!” Ellen immediately hushes her up and Karen gives her a deadly stare. David Nashville speaks to the house manager, “karen, is my wife going to join us for dinner tonight?” Karen is very polite when she responds to the rich man, “Yes, sir. Indeed, I have invited her. She will be here tonight.”