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“Mr. Winston, now that your legs are better, you’re even more intense than before. Please, be gentle.”
A cel spread through my entire body, freezing me to the core, I couldn’t believe it
The man who had always cherished ane so deeply hund, all along harbored an insatiable desire for another woman.
I turned around and called my mother.
“Mom, let’s switch the arranged marriage perter from Lincoln Winston to kús unde, Jasper Winston.”
“That works. Your dad and I have always hoped you’d merry someone normal,” my mom said.
I lowered my head and mormored softly, “Lincoln has recovered He can walk now.”
“Then why- My mom’s confused voice came through the phone.
After all, I had stayed by Lincolor’s side without complaint during the two years he was paralyzed. There was no reason for me to leave him now that he was healed and even agree to marry someone else.
But as the memory of what I had just witnessed flashed through my mind, I replied calmly,
“His body might be fine now, but his heart is completely rotten. I don’t want him anymore.” Hanging up the phone, I didn’t linger to watch the two entangled bodies lose themselves further.
1 turned and walked away, leaving the tangled gasps behind me.
The congratulatory gift I had bought for Lincoln was discarded into a trash can as I silently made my way home The moment I stepped into my house, I was suddenly scooped up in a bridal carry and spun around several times.
“Laura, I can finally stand again! Please, marry me
After two years, Lincoln had finally broken free from his wheelchair. Now, he knelt on one knee to propose to me.
But I couldn’t bring myself to feel happy.
Instead, tears welled up in my eyes. Through my blurry vision, I looked at Lincoln.
I believed that the deep love staning in his eyes for me was real.
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But I also knew that what I had seen today–him cheating with his secretary–was just as real.
Noticing my tears, Lincoln stood up quickly, looking a little flustered. He gently wiped them away.
“Laura, why are you crying? Are you moved by me?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.
“Come on, don’t cry. This is supposed to be a happy occasion–a proposal!”
With that, he took out the diamond ring he had prepared and carefully slid it onto my finger.
I recognized it instantly. It was the custom–made ring he had spent a fortune on, engraved with both of our names.
At that moment, Lincoln’s friends stepped out from the shadows, each holding confetti cannons.
“Laura, Lincoln is so good to you! The first thing he does after recovering is propose to you!”
“Congratulations, Lincoln! Your proposal was a success. Wishing you and your fiancée a lifetime of happiness!”
As those words of blessing were spoken, I clearly saw a fleeting trace of guilt flash across Lincoln’s face.
I took a deep breath to compose myself, then smiled and thanked everyone..
After the crowd left, Lincoln hugged me from behind and whispered softly in my ear,
“Laura, I’m so happy. We’re finally going to get married.”
His touch was gentle, but I felt suffocated.
The faint scent of his cologne mixed with the smell of antiseptic on his body dragged me back to the scene I had witnessed earlier at the hospital–him passionately kissing and caressing his secretary Rosemary Carson.
The memory churned in my stomach, and I pushed him away suddenly, unable to suppress the wave of nausea,
“I’m exhausted today. I need to rest early,” I said, avoiding his gaze.
In the middle of the night, I heard a noise outside my room and got up to check.
Since Lincoln began using a wheelchair, we had been sleeping in separate rooms.
To my surprise, his room was empty.
