Chapter 3: A Stranger Husband
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Chapter 3: A Stranger Husband
A week later, Ava stood in front of a mirror, barely recognizing herself.
She wore an elegant white dress—not a grand wedding gown, but something simple and refined.
The ceremony was private. Quiet. Efficient.
No romance.
No vows filled with love.
Just signatures.
“Do you, Ava Reyes, agree—”
“I do,” she interrupted softly.
Lucas didn’t hesitate.
“I do.”
And just like that… they were married.
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The mansion was enormous.
Too big.
Too quiet.
Ava stepped inside, her heels echoing against the polished floors.
“This will be your room,” a staff member said.
Your room.
Not *our* room.
Of course.
Lucas appeared behind her.
“If you need anything, inform the staff.”
Ava crossed her arms.
“Do husbands usually talk like hotel managers?”
Lucas ignored the comment.
“There are rules,” he said. “No entering my office without permission. No unnecessary interaction.”
She raised an eyebrow.
“Wow. You’re fun.”
“This is not a game.”
Ava stepped closer.
“Then what is it?”
Lucas looked at her—really looked at her—for the first time.
“A contract.”
And suddenly, Ava felt colder than the marble floors beneath her feet.
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