dabbing at her own eyes with a lace handkerchief, playing the role of the heartbroken mother to perfection. Her father, Arthur, stood close by,

had all conspired behind her back, actively participating in this grot

as a daughter or a sister, but as a volatile outsid

le; it was a tragedy

the sickening tableau on the lawn, forcing down the bitter lump in her throat. She looked str

this is truly just a fake wedding, a harmless

cker of profound annoyance cr

ou overthinking things and causing unnecessary drama. Furthermore, Kate's condition is incredibly fr

t take

htest emotional distress, he had chosen to treat his act

his wife's sister was a noble duty, while she, his lawful wife, didn't even possess the basic right to know. She was nothing more t

colder, "if I hadn't shown up tonight, how long w

n answered instantly, without

ng' and her death?" Corina pressed, her

I will stay by her side and accompany her through her final days. But you have my word, C

the man she had worshipped. A short, breathy scoff

he role of a d

as the legal, actual wife supposed to play wh

Jayson added, as if this was the ultimate reassurance. "You will

will hav

o chips of ice as she glared at the man who looked

ars of marriage, she had systematically filed down every sharp

complex, soothing herbal soups. When the stress of the Mccormick empire caused him severe insomni

eld close enough to the heart. She thought that even if Jayson's heart was a

, the brutal truth finall

ply that this man had reserved every ounce of his tende

" he was perfectly willing to drag Corina's di

redibly self

ough her internal organs had been hollowed out, leaving

hysterical fit. She merely looked at h

get a d

ayson's hand, which had been continuously ro

ho had loved him to the

wn her face. There was no shrill questioning, no screaming accusation

his expectations and control. For the first time in his life

, it was consumed by a much darker, more