Ruth Welmart.

Zorion moved his mouth before he swallowed down his wish, "I hope my wife would treat me well".

'It seems that this wish never comes true every year. Why don't I change it this year?' he thought.

"I hope Ruth can come back and fly paper planes with me," was Zorion's wish.

Of course, although his mouth was moving, his words were silent.

After he made his wish, the crowd dispersed.

Before she left, Madam Quartley said, "Tremaine, since you have decided to be with Qiana, then you have to live with her in the future. Why don't you let Qiana go to your place tonight?" Tremaine's tone was light when he gave his reply, "We'll talk about it after the wedding."

Madam Quartley wanted to say more on the matter, but after much thought, she decided not to.

Anyway, since Tremaine had compromised, she would not push him any further.

Instead, she said, "Since you gave your word to hold a wedding ceremony, then it will be done. Qiana is a good girl. Tremaine, remember not to let her down."

After Madam Quartley left, Tremaine suddenly felt a little depressed.

His thoughts revolved around Qiana and the upcoming wedding.

It was all just a play, all in order to give Qiana a recompense, to provide Montez with a complete family, but it felt like his heart was being crushed by a large, heavy boulder. Wedding...

There had once been a wedding where he would get married with that woman, a grand and glamorous wedding he had been going to give to that woman.

He felt as if his heart had been viciously stabbed by a sharp weapon.

Tremaine immediately shifted his thoughts.

He didn't dare to think any deeper about it.

If he thought about it anymore, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to control himself.

Tremaine went towards the rooftop.

He suddenly wanted to smoke a few cigarettes.

He rarely smoked, but he suddenly wanted to smoke that night.

wine during certain times, in which they could alleviate

got drunk he'd somehow slept with Qiana. After all that, he would never touch a drop

same time, Zorion went back to his

a facial mask

facial mask was given

Qiana had sent Yuliana some things from time to time. They

her in the mirror and commented with a foolish laugh, "My wife is so

tell I'm

replied seriously, "Still pretty, because even if I can't see your face, my wife is

how to talk. Get

there was nothing wrong with his words. If it were other men who said these words, it would make people blush and their hearts beat faster. But when Zorion said

said, it was all

came out wrong, he died wrong, even his breathing

Yuliana's angry look, Zorion was

expression flashed

he said

thought that it would

alone, he'd accidentally seen a maid who was busy applying a facial mask. Coincidentally, the maid's husband was the gardener of the Quartley Palace. He came to find the maid and remarked that the maid was really beautiful. At that time, the maid had retorted on

words, the maid laughed in

and said, "When were you so good

the

couldn't speak well. If he could speak like that, would Yuliana be as happy as this

silently memorized what the female servant's

that Yuliana wore

the words in his mind again and again. Even when he had dinner on his birthday that night, he chanted it in his heart except for when he was cutting the birthday cake and made

spouted out the words like he practiced. He thought that Yuliana would be as happy as the majd, but who would have

she unhappy, but she also told him to get

out the door, but after a few steps, he

to look at Yuliana. "Dear, why

"Why should I be

so you should be happy. From what I saw, when others praised their wives, the

of disdain flashed across Yuliana's eyes. "Well, no one else has

her trump card, there was nothing she was afraid to do

Zorion's face turned pale.

softly, "Dear, it's my birthday today. I

There was no response.

her face in front of the mirror without

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