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Willow’s breath caught in her throat. For a moment, she was struck silent, the true meaning of Monica’s words felt like it was meant to hurt her, to come down on her like a physical blow. “Or didn't you know the laws? I thought you were some sort of a lawyer," Madam Monica scoffed. Willow knew she was right. The law didn't recognize or honor any marriage with a retard. “i am not a lawyer and I don’t care about the laws,” Willow said, her voice trembling slightly. “Kevin and I love each other, and that’s what matters.” “Love? Are you kidding?" Hazel scoffed, “don't be pathetic! We all know that love doesn't matter right now. He isn't your husband.” Willow sighed. "You can throw all the rules and insults you want at me, but you can’t change that.” Monica’s lips curled into a sneer. “Love is a fleeting illusion, my dear. What Kevin needs is stability. Guidance. Someone who understands the burden of his condition, not someone who enables it.” Willow felt like she'd be physicall
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Hazel’s eyes narrowed as Willow stood defiantly.The priest looked a little confused because never in a long time had he seen any opposition against marriage in his cathedral. “What?" He asked, a little stunned. People in the crowd gasped and looked at Willow strangely, some turning to stare at Hazel with questioning eyes but she quickly composed herself, forcing a tight smile. “You have something against this union?" He asked, surprised. Willow turned around and faced the crowd with a sly smile. “I just realized something,” she said sweetly. “I almost forgot to wish you a happy birthday, Hazel.” Everyone looked surprised and then a few clapped nervously. Most were wondering if this was why she'd interrupted the marriage. “I mean, you must feel very lucky, getting married on your special day. Isn’t that something to celebrate?” The words were polite on the surface, but it was a subtle reminder that she wasn’t going anywhere without a fight. Hazel blinked, momentarily thrown
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Hazel looked displeased at her efforts. “You didn't have to cook, I can make breakfast in my own home," she hissed. Willow put on an innocent face and shrugged, “I didn't mean to upset you, I was only trying to help." Hazel stared at Willow for a few seconds, just glaring at her without saying a word. She thought that Willow must really be desperate to please Kevin and herself so she can stay. “I guess you might as well be useful if you're going to stay here,” she sighed and looked at the food, as if inspecting it. Willow finally smiled and sat across from Kevin and Hazel, a slight smirk playing on her lips as she toyed with her fork. “Do you like it, Hazel?" Willow asked with a sweet smile that didn't reach her eyes. Hazel scoffed. “Do you enjoy making things uncomfortable, Willow? Or is it just second nature to you?” Willow didn’t look up. “Oh, I wouldn’t dream of making anyone uncomfortable. I’m just enjoying breakfast.” Her tone was sweet, but the sarcasm was impossible t
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Kevin’s breathing was steady now, though his face was still pale as he sat in the living room, recovering from the earlier ordeal. Hazel could barely hold herself as she looked at him worriedly,His eyes, however, burned with anger as he turned to Willow, who stood near the door with her arms crossed. “Willow,” he began, his voice firm and filled with frustration, “what did you just do?!" Willow shrugged but said nothing as she folded her arms and glared at him. “What you did was reckless, dangerous, and completely unacceptable. Don’t you ever try something like that again!” Willow didn’t flinch. Instead, she met his gaze with a calm defiance, her tone cool. “You don’t get to tell me what to do, Kevin. As long as I’m in this house, I’ll do whatever I want.” Kevin’s jaw clenched. “You’re not in charge here. You could’ve killed me!” She stepped closer, her voice sharp and unwavering. “But I didn’t. I was just proving to you that you're in danger with a woman who doesn't even
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The dining room was quiet as Hazel looked at Willow quizzically. “Question?" Monica asked and looked between them tensely. What was she talking about? Willow took a step forward, her eyes boring into Hazel. “I have a question for you,” she repeated. Hazel, seated at Kevin’s side, stiffened slightly but held her composure. She couldn't act shocked. And although she could hear the mischief in Willow's tone, she had to act calm. “What now, Willow?” she replied, feigning nonchalance, though her tone betrayed a trace of anxiety. Monica too was a little irritated. She'd tried to put Willow down all evening. Hoping that she'd take the hint and hide her face in shame. But now she was even calling more attention to herself. “Hazel, why don't you tell us," Willow tilted her head, her smirk widening. “What’s your middle name?” The room immediately went quiet. Hazel's eyes widened and her fingers tightened around the napkin on her lap, her lips parting slightly as though she wanted to spea
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"Finally," the woman said, her voice smooth but rich with a thick British accent. “I don’t have to pretend anymore.” The words left everyone stunned. This girl wasn't Hazel. She sounded entirely different and the accent couldn't possibly belong to Hazel because Hazel wasn't British, she was born and bred in the states. “This is such a relief, I must say," the girl sighed and reached up, pulling the wig from her head. Red hair tumbled free, cascading down her shoulders. Her face was nearly identical to the real Hazel, but now, without the blonde wig and with the accent, the differences became more pronounced. Kevin stared at her. “What the hell is this?” he demanded, his voice trembling. The imposter smiled and shrugged. “Oh, Kevin, don’t look so surprised,” she said, her British getting even more obvious with each word. “I'm sure you would have eventually noticed how much I struggled to keep that fake accent.” “You…” Kevin took a step forward, his fists clenched at his sid
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Willow froze. Her eyes widened and she couldn't believe what Monica had just said. “Oh, I see you didn't think of that, did you?" Monica laughed. Willow looked at the door where the fake Hazel had just walked through and then back at Monica. “What?!" She was stunned. She couldn't feel her feet. “Can't you see the resemblance? Doesn't she look like your duplicate?" Willow was shocked. The fake Hazel was her sister? How did Monica find her? “How?" Willow said breathlessly. Madame Monica’s lips curled into a smile as she stared at Willow. “You know, it’s almost poetic, isn’t it?” she said, her voice filled with mockery. “You and Hazel’s imposter are twins. Duplicates of the real Hazel. Isn’t fate just deliciously cruel?” Willow froze, her breath catching in her throat. “Twins?” she whispered, the word barely audible. “Yes, darling. You heard what I said,” she rolled her eyes. Willow was speechless, she stumbled back and clutched the edge of the table in shock. “Yes, she's yo
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Willow froze. Her eyes widened and she couldn't believe what Monica had just said. “Oh, I see you didn't think of that, did you?" Monica laughed. Willow looked at the door where the fake Hazel had just walked through and then back at Monica. “What?!" She was stunned. She couldn't feel her feet. “Can't you see the resemblance? Doesn't she look like your duplicate?" Willow was shocked. The fake Hazel was her sister? How did Monica find her? “How?" Willow said breathlessly. Madame Monica’s lips curled into a smile as she stared at Willow. “You know, it’s almost poetic, isn’t it?” she said, her voice filled with mockery. “You and Hazel’s imposter are twins. Duplicates of the real Hazel. Isn’t fate just deliciously cruel?” Willow froze, her breath catching in her throat. “Twins?” she whispered, the word barely audible. “Yes, darling. You heard what I said,” she rolled her eyes. Willow was speechless, she stumbled back and clutched the edge of the table in shock. “Yes, she's yo
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"Finally," the woman said, her voice smooth but rich with a thick British accent. “I don’t have to pretend anymore.” The words left everyone stunned. This girl wasn't Hazel. She sounded entirely different and the accent couldn't possibly belong to Hazel because Hazel wasn't British, she was born and bred in the states. “This is such a relief, I must say," the girl sighed and reached up, pulling the wig from her head. Red hair tumbled free, cascading down her shoulders. Her face was nearly identical to the real Hazel, but now, without the blonde wig and with the accent, the differences became more pronounced. Kevin stared at her. “What the hell is this?” he demanded, his voice trembling. The imposter smiled and shrugged. “Oh, Kevin, don’t look so surprised,” she said, her British getting even more obvious with each word. “I'm sure you would have eventually noticed how much I struggled to keep that fake accent.” “You…” Kevin took a step forward, his fists clenched at his sid
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The dining room was quiet as Hazel looked at Willow quizzically. “Question?" Monica asked and looked between them tensely. What was she talking about? Willow took a step forward, her eyes boring into Hazel. “I have a question for you,” she repeated. Hazel, seated at Kevin’s side, stiffened slightly but held her composure. She couldn't act shocked. And although she could hear the mischief in Willow's tone, she had to act calm. “What now, Willow?” she replied, feigning nonchalance, though her tone betrayed a trace of anxiety. Monica too was a little irritated. She'd tried to put Willow down all evening. Hoping that she'd take the hint and hide her face in shame. But now she was even calling more attention to herself. “Hazel, why don't you tell us," Willow tilted her head, her smirk widening. “What’s your middle name?” The room immediately went quiet. Hazel's eyes widened and her fingers tightened around the napkin on her lap, her lips parting slightly as though she wanted to spea
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Kevin’s breathing was steady now, though his face was still pale as he sat in the living room, recovering from the earlier ordeal. Hazel could barely hold herself as she looked at him worriedly,His eyes, however, burned with anger as he turned to Willow, who stood near the door with her arms crossed. “Willow,” he began, his voice firm and filled with frustration, “what did you just do?!" Willow shrugged but said nothing as she folded her arms and glared at him. “What you did was reckless, dangerous, and completely unacceptable. Don’t you ever try something like that again!” Willow didn’t flinch. Instead, she met his gaze with a calm defiance, her tone cool. “You don’t get to tell me what to do, Kevin. As long as I’m in this house, I’ll do whatever I want.” Kevin’s jaw clenched. “You’re not in charge here. You could’ve killed me!” She stepped closer, her voice sharp and unwavering. “But I didn’t. I was just proving to you that you're in danger with a woman who doesn't even
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Hazel looked displeased at her efforts. “You didn't have to cook, I can make breakfast in my own home," she hissed. Willow put on an innocent face and shrugged, “I didn't mean to upset you, I was only trying to help." Hazel stared at Willow for a few seconds, just glaring at her without saying a word. She thought that Willow must really be desperate to please Kevin and herself so she can stay. “I guess you might as well be useful if you're going to stay here,” she sighed and looked at the food, as if inspecting it. Willow finally smiled and sat across from Kevin and Hazel, a slight smirk playing on her lips as she toyed with her fork. “Do you like it, Hazel?" Willow asked with a sweet smile that didn't reach her eyes. Hazel scoffed. “Do you enjoy making things uncomfortable, Willow? Or is it just second nature to you?” Willow didn’t look up. “Oh, I wouldn’t dream of making anyone uncomfortable. I’m just enjoying breakfast.” Her tone was sweet, but the sarcasm was impossible t
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Hazel’s eyes narrowed as Willow stood defiantly.The priest looked a little confused because never in a long time had he seen any opposition against marriage in his cathedral. “What?" He asked, a little stunned. People in the crowd gasped and looked at Willow strangely, some turning to stare at Hazel with questioning eyes but she quickly composed herself, forcing a tight smile. “You have something against this union?" He asked, surprised. Willow turned around and faced the crowd with a sly smile. “I just realized something,” she said sweetly. “I almost forgot to wish you a happy birthday, Hazel.” Everyone looked surprised and then a few clapped nervously. Most were wondering if this was why she'd interrupted the marriage. “I mean, you must feel very lucky, getting married on your special day. Isn’t that something to celebrate?” The words were polite on the surface, but it was a subtle reminder that she wasn’t going anywhere without a fight. Hazel blinked, momentarily thrown
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Therapy had been the solution Willow had agreed to weigh Kevin. But now, she couldn't get him to come along. Hazel had gotten so far with her manipulation that Kevin only did what she wanted. That afternoon, Willow sat in the dimly lit office of Kevin's therapist. The doctor had prescribed his drugs but still, he wasn't getting any better. He still walked around like a zombie, not knowing exactly what was happening around him. “He couldn't make the visit?" The therapist asked as he looked down his glasses at Willow. “No, I have tried everything I could. He won't leave the house with me." Willow replied. But she knew quite well it was because of Hazel's influence. The therapist sighed heavily and nodded, “How's he doing?" “He’s been acting so… distant,” Willow began, her voice barely above a whisper. “It’s like he’s there, but he’s not really there. He barely looks at me, and when he does, it’s like he’s trying to push me away. I don’t know what to do anymore.” The therapist n
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Willow’s breath caught in her throat. For a moment, she was struck silent, the true meaning of Monica’s words felt like it was meant to hurt her, to come down on her like a physical blow. “Or didn't you know the laws? I thought you were some sort of a lawyer," Madam Monica scoffed. Willow knew she was right. The law didn't recognize or honor any marriage with a retard. “i am not a lawyer and I don’t care about the laws,” Willow said, her voice trembling slightly. “Kevin and I love each other, and that’s what matters.” “Love? Are you kidding?" Hazel scoffed, “don't be pathetic! We all know that love doesn't matter right now. He isn't your husband.” Willow sighed. "You can throw all the rules and insults you want at me, but you can’t change that.” Monica’s lips curled into a sneer. “Love is a fleeting illusion, my dear. What Kevin needs is stability. Guidance. Someone who understands the burden of his condition, not someone who enables it.” Willow felt like she'd be physicall
Mr billionaire's regret: chasing after my ex-wife isn't easy Chapter 49: paparazzi
The moment the door burst open and the paparazzi flooded in, their cameras flashing, Willow’s breath caught in her throat. Hazel had done this. No doubt about that. Even as she snapped at Willow, there was a cruel smirk on her face. The tiny bathroom became a pit of chaos, as the press people continued to shout and ask so many questions that Willow’s bead began to spin. “Who are you to Kevin?” One of the paparazzi asked as she shoved a mic in Willow's face. “Hey, get away from me!” Willow said, moving back until Kevin was right behind her. "So you came in here to mess with my husband, huh? You should be ashamed of yourself!” Hazel sneered angrily at her. “He came in here, I didn't bring him." Willow shot back. Hazel looked stunned that she was still defensive. “Why were you kissing him?” One of them asked, “are you his mistress?” Willow could barely think, her eyes darting to Kevin. Was she his mistress? Willow itched to say that she was his wife. His lawfully wedded wife. B
