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Aliya's Shoes

[#lovesosweet] [WARNING: Mature content 18+] [WPC #AUG2023Entry] « Is it not enough that I have been 'sold off' as a catalogue bride but also have to compete with a dead woman for favour? » Shelby looks like she has it all. The perfect family and all the perks that come with it. But she must go through a 'forced contract marriage' and also compete for the attention of the man she had been unwillingly tied to... Ian lost the love of his life so suddenly that his mind still refuses to accept that reality. He gave up everything and secluded himself until his mother found him a bride. His one task was to give the family an heir but how can Ian do this when the air he breathes all revolves around the one woman he can never have. However, he finds himself in a predicament and dilema when the new contracted bride is thrust into his life unwittingly... especially, when he finds out that she is more than meets the eye. Image: Image generated from starryai.com, cover completed by me. This is an original story of mine. Copyright Loctovia 2023 Update schedule: 5 chapters per week

Loctovia · Fantasi
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370 Chs

Avril?

Hearing Gabriel's apology, Shelby's anxiety calmed down. Gabriel was a very intelligent child and his words never fumbled up unless he had done something that he considered really bad. So, when she heard 'soowwy' instead of 'sorry', she knew that Gabriel was just feeling guilty and flustered. She rubbed his back fondly while on her knees in front of him.

Shelby only vaguely heard the name Avril and was not paying much attention to it. The only thing that struck her as odd was that, from all of her time in the Thornston household, this was the second female name she had heard apart from Aliya.

Shelby casually glanced up and then guided him to his seat after making sure that Gabriel was okay.

The broken particles had already been cleared. With Ian around, the workers dared not react like they had done in the past. Keeping their heads low, they cleaned up really quickly, and those in charge of setting the table went along as if nothing had happened.