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Her body shuddered realising how stupidly she was going to say all the that happened with her in front of her foster mother and risking both of them’s life because her husband is no ordinary man. “Hello, I am Nathan Williams. I am truly sorry that I didn’t get the time to come and ask you personally for Sophia hand in marriage. It’s just a day back I proposed and next day we are getting married. Everything happened in rush. We couldn’t bear to stay a single second away after confessing our undying love for each other. I hope you understand....I sincerely apologise ma’am.” Nathan said like a true gentleman and Sophia gaped seeing how easily he was lying to her foster mother. He is cunning and

Joining two families into one. Bowing to James's parents. Accepting their blessings. Promising to honor them. Then the jujubes and chestnuts—thrown by James's mother, caught in Sophie's hanbok skirt. Symbolizing future children. Sophie caught seven. Good luck. She asked James in a whisper, "Seven kids?"To see how we feel, let's begin with one. They signed the marriage licence following the customary ceremonies. Official. Real and lawful. Sophie Mercer-Park was born Sophie Elena Mercer.

my mother added, and I stiffened. “Sophie? Who is Sophie?” I asked while searching my memories to be sure that I wasn’t forgetting anything important. The room became silent again while my mother’s gaze hardened. “Allowing you to leave the Empire for this long was a mistake. Sophie is your betrothed, and she has one of the strongest gifts in this generation.” “I don’t remember agreeing…” Before I could complete my words, the door to the meeting room barged open, and Kathie, followed by a maid, rushed inside.

Mercer ignored her words, still facing away as he asked, "I've done everything you asked. Can you return Casper to me now?" Sophie smirked and walked up behind him. "Casper is fine. I'll arrange for you to meet him in a few days." Mercer's anger boiled over at those words. He turned abruptly and grabbed Sophie by the shoulders, growling, "Sophie, don't play games with me, or you'll regret it." "I'm not playing games," Sophie insisted, staring straight into Mercer's eyes without a hint of fear. "You did what I asked, but until you marry me, I can't be at ease. What if I give Casper back, and you cancel the wedding? What then?"

William understood what was going on. The two of them had slept together because Sophia had set them up. He looked at Mary and whispered, “If that’s the case, let’s match Sharon and Vincent together. Your best friend’s been dead for a long time now. It’s not like we didn’t keep our word. Her daughter refused to marry our son. We should just get this over with. If Sophia does marry our son, we’ll never know peace.” Mary looked at Vincent and cast a disappointed glance at Sophia. At last, she sighed, “Do whatever you want. I don’t care anymore!”

someone offered their condolences. To my shock, Sophie had been released. The Ferris wheel operator admitted he had made up his earlier story out of fear. Seeing the two of them together, my husband and my murderer, made my blood boil. How I wanted to end them with my own hands! "Mr. Cadden, if you're feeling down, I can come over and take care of you," Sophie said softly, leaning against him without any shame. "We should get married," Henry suddenly said. "What?" Her eyes widened in surprise, and even I was floored. My hatred for him deepened with every passing second. I had died, and our child had been thrown away like trash, yet here he was, proposing to her!

“She didn’t tell you, did she? About Spring Falls?” The shift in him was immediate, subtle but real, like the ground under him had just changed shape. “Well,” I added before he could respond properly, “allow me to clear it up then. Sophie and I aren’t just dating.” The pause I took after that wasn’t for drama, it was for control, because once it left my mouth, there was no taking it back. “We’re married.” For a moment, nothing happened, not disbelief, not reaction, just a blank pause where his brain seemed to refuse cooperation with what it had just heard, then it hit.

She did not hear what I said because I said it as low as I could. "You need to sleep now, okay." Sophie nodded and lay back on her bed. "I have to tell you something, Sophie." She stared expectantly at me with her innocent sea-blue eyes and my heart ached with pain for the troubles I was putting her through. I reached for her cheek and stroked it. "Mommy loves you, okay?" She nodded. "I am sorry that I am just telling you this now. Mr. Oliver Moreno and I got married. That is why we are living in his house."

"What! Old woman? You witch, do you have a death wish? " Aurora screamed out in anger and Sophia laughed, pissing Aurora off."Old woman fits you perfectly," Sophia grinned, enjoying the scene. "Losing your stupid memories has made you lose your senses also, well let me remind you, do you think my son loves you? Do you think my son got married to you because he loves you? Aurora scoffed and continued. “Your marriage is on paper, this marriage is just a contract marriage, nothing more!" Sophia staggered backward, losing balance.

She sat at the other end of the table, pretending to be unbothered as Freddie giggled beside Drake, whispering something in his ear. Drake barely reacted, but he wasn’t pushing her away either. Coward. Sophie took a slow sip of her wine, forcing herself to focus on her plate instead of the sight of Freddie’s perfectly manicured nails tracing patterns on Drake’s arm. But then Freddie spoke. “So, Sophie, darling,” she said, her voice dripping with amusement, “how does it feel to be married to a man who was never yours to begin with?” Silence. Sophie’s fingers tightened around her glass, but she didn’t react. Freddie smirked, clearly enjoying herself. “I mean, everyone knows Drake and I have hi