FAZER LOGINLuna Smith was a famous tarot reader. When Dean Stark and I were going to register our marriage, she flashed three cards, saying that marrying this day would ruin his destiny and fortunes. Dean promptly called it off, and told me to wait a couple of days… which ended up being five years. When I got pregnant, she said that the child would be a jinx to its father, and I was hence forced to get an abortion… on four different occasions. When my mother was diagnosed with liver cancer, I begged Dean for $200,000 on my knees. Even before Dean said a word, Luna frowned and said, "Your mother and her family are jinxed. If the money changes hands, Dean's career will be over." Dean sighed as he pushed me away. "Death is inevitable. Just accept it." I finally went hysterical, but Luna slapped me across the face. "You're being hounded by jinxes. That's why things aren't going well for Dean lately!" Then, blushing as she turned to Dean, she said, "Just sleep with me once, and let your male vigor erupt to blow away the jinxes. That's the only way." Everyone else promptly told me to be understanding and think of the big picture, while Dean himself said, "I swear—this will happen only once, and I will close my eyes the whole time. "We will marry once it's over. You've waited a long time for this, right?" Hence, he scooped Luna up in his arms and strode into our bedroom. As everyone else laughed and cheered, I quietly left and took out my phone, texting the famous demon king ruling the city, "We should register our marriage today, as it says in the cards. Are you coming?"
Ver maisThe days seemed to accelerate after my wedding, and every day was blessed with sweet happiness.Yorick set up an atelier for me in the backyard of the Queens' old mansion, surrounded by glass walls—it was filled with warmth whenever the sun rose.Yorick himself would come to give me a peck on the head before he headed to work.Then, in the evenings, he would knock three times on the window wall, mouthing the words as I looked up, "Time for dinner."We also adopted a cat we named Happy—a tiny palm-sized creature that eventually grew into a magnificent orange tabby, always waiting at the atelier door for its belly scratches.My mom herself bought a house nearby, and had grown a garden full of roses. She would cook healthy soup that she brought over every other day, and I could always hear her chatting and laughing with Mrs. Queen as they learned new recipes.One day around a year later, Yorick returned from work, and hung his coat as he went over to hug my waist.Resting his chin
During the civil court trial, Dean arrived in an orange jumpsuit from lockup, as the bailiffs brought him in.He looked around, eventually staring fixedly at me.Yorick had draped his coat over my shoulders and whispered something to me, smiling when I shook my head.Meanwhile, Dean was shoved to the prisoner's dock.Eventually, it was my turn to present my case, at which I took out four sheets from a document envelope, spreading them on the table."Here's the agreement for each abortion I was forced to take," I explained. "Just before surgery, Luna would flash her tarot cards, insisting that each child would jinx their father. Dean never hesitated to sign the consent forms."The courtroom remained dead silent as I handed my phone to a court clerk, who played the audio clip.Luna's voice rang first, "You're being hounded by jinxes. That's why things aren't going well for Dean lately! Just sleep with me once, and let your male vigor erupt to blow away the jinxes. That's the only
Dean was released on bail pending trial, with travel restrictions imposed.He stood outside the detention center for half a minute, and took a taxi to his office… only to find the front doors sealed with white tape. Hence, he returned to our house, but his key wouldn't even fit into the doorknob.It had been changed.When he smacked the door, a stranger stepped open the wooden door, while the steel door remained shut. "Who are you? I bought this place just last week at an auction."Dean could only stand outside and call Luna.The dialing tone rang five times before it was hung up.When he tried again, a cold machine voice answered, telling him Luna's phone was turned off.He hence rushed over to her place to find her packing a suitcase.Grabbing her wrist, he growled, "Where do you think you're going?"Luna shook him off. "I can't help you even if I stay. So I'm going abroad to lay low until this blows over.""You're leaving?"Dean's eyes were red and bloodshot as he snarl
I started to pass out while Yorick rushed to a private hospital with me in his arms.I could only remember my blood soaking into his sleeves, dyeing his white shirt crimson.The hospital chief himself was waiting to wheel me into surgery, and I couldn't hear what he spoke into my ears.My ribs were broken and there was minor internal bleeding with multiple soft tissue contusions, though it was the fractured shin that required immediate surgery.When it was done, and I was moved to a ward, Yorick stood in the hallway, speaking very softly into his phone.Still, I heard the words 'wrongful confinement', 'premeditated bodily injury', and 'immediate arrest'.-Meanwhile, Dean was pinned to the ground as the police cuffed him.He struggled violently and screamed, "She's my fiancee! You have no right!"The leading officer scanned through a document Yorick's assistant brought, asking, "If she is, why is she registered married to someone else?"Dean's jaw dropped, and he couldn't ma












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