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SHE'S MY WIFE.

"Sister-in-law." Arya suddenly stopped in her tracks and called me on our return to the hostel after class. I tilted my neck and eyed Arya in curiosity, wondering what Arya wanted.

Arya's eyes shone mischievously, and she began to play with a strand of long hair. "Sister-in-law, it's Friday. Are you returning to the hostel or returning to brother?" Arya inquired, a wicked grin lighting up her face. Her neck tilted in curiosity, and she stared at me with crafty glints flickering in her eyes.

Originally, when it's Friday, I would return to the hostel and leave for Wyatt's mansion on Saturday afternoon, but now that I've gotten together with Wyatt, Arya wanted to see if I'll still be doing the same thing.

I glared at Arya in feigned displeasure. Does she have to ask such obvious questions? But isn't it the same thing with Wyatt? The cousin duo were both splendid schemers!

My lips broke into a wild grin upon scenting the familiar and unique sandalwood scent.

Wyatt's lips curved up, and he
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