Moon-Cursed Princess by Mark Twain 5
Chapter 5
Bryant’s phone chimed again.
But he was still on my chat window. No new messages.
Irritated, he ran a hand through his hair and switched to the message.
It was still Corinne’s. “You don’t wanna go?”
Bryant seemed even more annoyed now, tossing the phone aside.
A moment later, Corinne called, asking about the timing.
Impatience was written all over Bryant’s face, but his voice stayed gentle as he answered her. Then, he drove away from the hospital.
How amusing. I was a third wheel when I was alive. Still a third wheel when I was dead.
I sat in the car, watching the familiar road, but I was confused.
Wasn’t he going to meet Corinne? This was the way home!
The moment Bryant entered the villa, he called the housekeeper, asking, “Why hasn’t she come back yet?”
He tapped the divorce papers lightly on the table.
The housekeeper on the other end of the phone sounded terrified. “I can’t reach Mrs. Whitney at all. Her phone’s been off all the time.”
“I don’t care what you do. Tell her if she doesn’t come back tonight,
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she’ll never need to again in the future!”
He seemed genuinely angry. The glass dining table trembled slightly under his tapping.
After a while, he turned his phone off irritably, got up, and went to the second-floor bedroom.
Passing our wedding photo, he paused for a second but eventually turned and walked into the bathroom.
Early the next morning, Corinne appeared at my house, bathed in the morning light.
She rushed into Bryant’s arms, looking aggrieved, holding him tightly as if afraid to lose him.
I touched the spot where my heart was. It was empty, so why did it still seem to ache faintly?
But it was okay. I would get used to some things if I saw them enough.
What I couldn’t get while alive, I wouldn’t get when I was dead either.
Bryant let Corinne drag him shopping, but he looked distracted.
When passing a store window, he stopped there for a long time, looking at a black dress inside.
I drifted into the window display, lightly touching the dress.
He must have remembered.
It was the funeral of my birth mother, Francine Alvarez. That day, I was
led by a lawyer, and in front of all the guests, I took out the paternity
test results.
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Back then, shortly after Francine gave birth to me, she discovered her husband was cheating on her. Corinne was born around the same time.
In Francine’s fury, Corinne’s mother saw her chance. Then, she switched the two daughters.
When Corinne grew up and got into a car accident, she urgently needed a blood transfusion. But the blood type didn’t match either parent’s.
Francine grew suspicious and did a DNA test with Corinne. The result confirmed Corinne wasn’t her daughter. So she arranged a search for her biological child.
As a med student, I donated blood regularly, so the hospital naturally had my records.
When the lawyer found me, Francine was already terminally ill. And I was arranging the funeral for Suzan, who had Alzheimer’s.
I didn’t wanna acknowledge Francine at first. But the lawyer told me the Jarvis family was wealthy. If I went back, there would be money to treat Suzan.
For Suzan, I went to Francine’s funeral.
But I never expected to see Corinne at the funeral, who was weeping in Bryant’s arms.
That was when I learned Bryant had always loved Corinne. What he felt for me was just gratitude for saving his life.
And I never imagined that, along with the Jarvis family inheritance, I’d also get an engagement with Bryant.
On our wedding day, Bryant looked at me with utter disgust, saying,
“Marjorie. So it was all your setup that day.”
I didn’t know what to say at that time.
Francine had arranged everything for my smooth return. Right after I inherited, Corinne was sent abroad.
Before Corinne left, she looked at Bryant with teary eyes.
“Bryant, you must take good care of Marjorie. I’ve already owed her for twenty-four years.”
Hearing that, Bryant turned his head away in disgust.
Then, as Corinne brushed past me, she whispered only to me, “Marjorie, when I come back, everything will go back to where it belongs.”
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