“Damn it, Evan! You brought this upon yourself!” murmured Nicole to herself. She felt as if an invisible hand was pulling her down and drowning her in fear. Hating someone isn’t as easy as I thought it would be. As much as I hate Evan, I don’t want him to die.
Nicole clutched at her hair as tears ran down her cheeks.
To prevent the nightmare from becoming reality, she decided to spend more time with Levant in order to make sure that he would not have the time to hurt Evan.
Levant was puzzled by Nicole’s unusual behaviors. Maybe she’s getting attached to me because we’re getting married soon, and she’s just happy to be my bride.
Although they were together most of the time, Levant could not help noticing how distant Nicole was. To him, it felt like Nicole was simply tailing him for some reason, as she would always ask where he was going.
“Nicole, What’s with the sudden clinginess?”
Nicole kept quiet and only responded with a faint smile.
Whenever Levant tried to get close to her, she would keep her distance and nervously say, “We’re not married yet, Levant.”
How’s that an excuse? She never got married to Evan, yet they had four children and were living like a married couple.
Realizing that Nicole had not accepted him, Levant gave her a half-smile. “Fine. After marriage it is then. Let’s get married the day after tomorrow.”
That’s two days earlier. But I guess that’s fine. The sooner we get married, the sooner Stephen can return to the estate. I might even be able to look for Evan as madam president of the Wicked Palace once I become Levant’s wife.
“Sure.”
Levant only felt better when Nicole agreed with him.
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