She Hired Me to Be Her Fake Husband for Money — But Her Grandmother Had a Plan Neither of Us Saw Coming

reached the destination.

On the drive home, she remained quiet for a long while.

Then she said:

“She wasn’t crying at our wedding because she got what she wanted. She was crying because she hoped I would.”

I didn’t answer.

I simply reached over and took her hand.

She let me.

Together, we drove home through the ordinary streets of an ordinary afternoon.

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