Flash Marriage To My Mysterious Paralyzed Husband

lit up for the fifth tim

until they blurred. Forty-five minu

low, expensive sound of crystal clinking against china and the murmur of people who didn't

had the kind of smile th

e sparkling water w

e in return. She pointed to the existing glass of tap water, a s

lue paper she had bought at a drugstore. Inside was a watch. It wasn't a Rolex, b

at the front of the

r throat. She stood up, her chair s

ercer w

used to wear when they studied together in the cramped libr

't look

pen. His hand lingered on the brass handle,

in under the sh

more than Clarice's entire apartment. But it was the way Gavin's hand

ectively over a small, barel

Her legs felt like the

ound Clarice, and for a second, there was panic. Then

woman toward C

a chair for the woman-Tiffany, he had mentioned a Tiffa

"sorry I'm late." Jus

, her gaze lingering on the off-brand polyester dress Clarice w

d drain from her face

in's cold face to Tiffany's mocking smirk, her question dyin

t her eyes. He adj

fany Stone.

gh-pitched ringing sta

d raced, replaying conversations. Three years. You told me you were busy

. "Three years? That's cute. But let's be real. Look at you. You can't hel

im with her eyes to deny it. Beggi

ysical force, ple

ed at her. His

een over for a while. You j

r pocket of his jacket a

nst the paper was the loudest thing

te tablecloth. It stopped right

down. Ten tho

"For the time. Don't contact me aga

rough her stomach. She looked around. People at nearby tables

as th

ut. Her hand wasn

ers relaxing. He thought she was t

She held it between two finge

didn't tear it. She didn't crumple it. She simply returned it, an act of re

s jaw

he hissed, his composu

t imperceptible shake of her head. The message was clea

box. She didn't look back at Tiff

held her head high until she pushed through t

night air hit her