William Johnson
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Cosette tried her best to forget the feeling that crept under her skin moments ago. Silly, she thought. When she wanted to forget things, she couldn't. However, her brain would erase everything for a moment or simply not allow her to remember certain parts of her memory. "This is good…!" Maxen showed her a thumbs up as he gobbled up the food his wife made for him. "I told you I'm starving…" Cosette watched him eat to his heart's content, offering him warm smiles from time to time and reminding him to…-
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Cosette smiled, thinking about her brief reunion with Asher Quinn. The two of them chat for a little before they parted ways -- Asher using the reason he needed to report to his 'boss.' Meanwhile, Cosette also had to go back home to do her wifely duties. "Is Doctor Matthew his boss now?" Cosette licked her lips, leaning against the kitchen counter. She almost finished doing her chores and was now preparing a warm meal for her husband. As she was waiting for the food to boil, she couldn't help but recall…
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The quiet sound of Cosette's flat sandals as she walked to the elevator came to a halt. Her eyes slowly panned up, catching a figure that came from the end of the corridor. As soon as Cosette met the person's gaze, her irises dilated. Shock also washed over the man's face as if he didn't expect to see her in this place. 'Asher,' her mind whispered the man's name, sizing him up on instinct. Asher was in his white coat with a formal suit underneath it. Deep lines slowly appeared between his brows, as his…
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Cosette stayed inside the car, beating herself up to remember the occurrence of two days ago, but nothing. Her mind was blank and her tears had already dried up. Gazing down on her lap where the small calendar was, she picked it up. Her hand was trembling as she checked her schedule for the rest of the month. Cosette had to write her schedule in case she had to remember certain days; not every time it was helpful, though. "Right…" came out a murmur while staring at the date today. "I have an…
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"Enjoy your weekends...!" Cosette left her class with a friendly remark before packing her things and leaving. She had been a teacher for a couple of months now, and she could confidently say she didn't regret her decision. Never in Cosette's wildest imagination did she ever think she would become a teacher. Whether in her previous life or the current one, it didn't cross her. Thus, it surprised her how she enjoyed teaching and being a second parent to her students. It reminded her of the young Cosette…
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"Can you please tell me the truth? Where did you go early in the morning, Cosette?" Cosette pressed her lips into a thin line, sighing in surrender. "Fine," she said, gripping her phone tightly. "I went to the hospital?" "Hospital?" Panic instantly shone in Maxen's eyes and face, taking a step closer to her with his hands on her shoulder blades. "Why? Are you hurt anywhere? Are you sick?" Maxen bombarded her with questions about why she was in the hospital while checking her body. Watching him quietly,…
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Life had always been unfair, and that was what Cosette accepted long ago. It was the reason the villainess didn't want to be saved. She was blessed once; she was given the opportunity to correct her life and the people around her. Cosette saved Conrad from the incident in Sharie where he would be caught in the crossfire between the fight of the rebels and the government. In their first life, Conrad would be injured, which would lead to multiple complications, and eventually die. But Conrad was fine even…
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"Bye." Maxen waved Cosette from the front door, watching it speed away. A deep sigh slipped past his lips. "She's so stubborn," he murmured, shoving his hand inside his pocket. "And cruel. Can't she just let me drop her off?" Before the breakfast ended, Maxen kept insisting on dropping off Cosette to the school. However, she adamantly refused. It would be strange if it was others, but this was Cosette. At this point, he had grown used to how uselessly stubborn she could be at times. Maxen shook his…
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Months later... "Mhm." Cosette moaned, grinning against Maxen's lips. She loosened her grip around his arms, drawing her head back. "Max, it's my first day of work. I can't be late, you know?" Maxen pulled her waist closer. "What's the rush? There are still two hours. It'll be quick," he teased, brushing the tip of his nose against hers. "Max..." Cosette chuckled and then slapped his chest when she felt his hand squeeze his bottom. "Stop it. I want to leave a good first impression -- you know how much I…
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After the best man's speech, Sarah also made her speech as she was the bride's maid of honor. Unlike Luke, whose speech was ninety percent troll, making fun of the groom, Sarah's speech was way more serious. Sarah thanked Cosette for their friendship and for the opportunity of making her Cosette's maid of honor. She then went on, sharing with the guests her relationship with Cosette. "To be honest, I don't believe in marriage. My parents divorced years ago, and that separation almost ruined my and my…
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