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s Point
ared to the pain that struck in my heart. I walked towards his hospital room, an
me from head to toe. "You're not a nurse
e the lines I wanted to slap on them, but I couldn't. Our marriage is confident
basket for him. How can I not fulfill the task assigned to me by my bosses? Will you cover up for me instead if
his head and open
g the other side of the room, buttoning up his white long sleeves. He pi
my location. I nibbled my lower l
A cold, raspy voice fille
noticed the freshly cut, bandaged fingers on my ha
fresh and red. A day hasn't passed, and yet he's rea
t two weeks off to rest, so-" I wasn't
ave
out. Instead, I placed the fruit basket on
y have ulterior motives for coming h
h strength to sit on his wheelchair. I held his hand, helping him to
d, I was hurt. He never a
per, Emerald. Quit acting like you're my real
oesn't need to say yes to my parents in order to tie the knot a
e. His eyes lingered on it, and as soon as he saw what was inside, a
all you need to do is sign. Three years in misery is en
d threw them away. I stumbled upon him, lost for words
catastrophe that our parents tied us into. I don't want
pidity, Emerald. A pure crap."
red of being a stand-in, a puppet to everyone, and being your substitute w
nonchalant and cold. He showed no sign of emp
. Dare to speak again, and I'll make sure to
toward me while maintaining a s
ink I'll grant you a divorce? No! Not only did you ruin my life, but
ented Phoebe from marrying Jude before the wedding. Many people eagerly ant
e, who vanished into thin air. However, Jude went after me and subsequently suffered an accident. H
marriage off but rather proceed on marrying me. My mom wouldn't let me get off the hook easily knowing I am marrying a son of a fu
er thirst and greed for it. She even supported the idea of throwing me in a tiger's den in ord
the divorce papers, Emerald. I took you as a stand-in and as a hostage. You will
nger kept lingering in his mind. There's no way
om was right; life might have been wonderful if I had been the one who died that day and not my brother. My sister might have lived a l
occurred be
de,
opened the door and pushed me away from Jude, acting
!" The head of his se
at him, pleading with my eyes, but he showed no
ie caged in this loveless marriage my parents put me through. Maybe th
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