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𝗚𝗜𝗩𝗘𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗬! We are picking 3 different winners to receive their very own personalized Photoart Charm! Every winner can select one of displayed charm styles to go along with a free Sterling Silver Charm Bracelet! 𝗧𝗢 𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗥: ‣ Like This Post! ‣ Comment Below Which Picture You’d Choose for Your Charm! ‣ Share This Post for an ADDITIONAL Entry! Winners will be announced here on Tuesday, October 1st! Good luck! | Rembrandt Charms | https://www.facebook.com/RembrandtCharms/ | 25,245 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | IMAGE | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461426557_1247344609933998_8298946747309965978_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=H53N2s6p0e8Q7kNvgFR5fOj&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AdeP6TiPP4fsERwoxvLJrDo&oh=00_AYCGRB33g-_i8W-p9nHQqyRXPGrepMyUyTHO_ybcyfkaDg&oe=66FD1ECB | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Rembrandt Charms | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Oktoberfest with Tröegs Independent Brewing Company at Tellus 360 in Lancaster, PA | Our 2nd Annual Oktoberfest with Tröegs Independent Brewing Company is on October 13th! | LEARN_MORE | https://www.venuepilot.co/events/115333/orders/new | Tellus360 | https://www.facebook.com/tellus360/ | 29,369 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | www.venuepilot.co | DCO | Join us and our friends at Tröegs for our 2nd Annual Oktoberfest! The event will feature stein giveaways & live music, as well as a stein holding contest, classic German foods, & more. Ticket includes a take home mug & first fill! | https://www.venuepilot.co/events/115333/orders/new | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461430408_350867231353915_3927163410516353269_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=g17TCoJ3YQgQ7kNvgEmakav&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AdeP6TiPP4fsERwoxvLJrDo&oh=00_AYDacIEaWCn1vvxB5beiUxylU-5keI_hVafJR5kJ01RLjg&oe=66FD2171 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Tellus360 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Oktoberfest with Tröegs Independent Brewing Company at Tellus 360 in Lancaster, PA | Our 2nd Annual Oktoberfest with Tröegs Independent Brewing Company is on October 13th! | LEARN_MORE | https://www.venuepilot.co/events/115333/orders/new | Tellus360 | https://www.facebook.com/tellus360/ | 29,369 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | www.venuepilot.co | DCO | Join us and our friends at Tröegs for our 2nd Annual Oktoberfest! The event will feature stein giveaways & live music, as well as a stein holding contest, classic German foods, & more. Ticket includes a take home mug & first fill! | https://www.venuepilot.co/events/115333/orders/new | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461430408_350867231353915_3927163410516353269_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=g17TCoJ3YQgQ7kNvgEmakav&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AdeP6TiPP4fsERwoxvLJrDo&oh=00_AYDacIEaWCn1vvxB5beiUxylU-5keI_hVafJR5kJ01RLjg&oe=66FD2171 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Tellus360 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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$10k Membership Giveaway - apply to win | 🚨ATTN: ORANGE RESIDENTS 🙌 We’re moving to a bigger & better location 🎉 To celebrate, we’re giving away $10K in memberships! We’re celebrating our BIG MOVE with a $10,000 membership giveaway! After 8 years in our current location, East Orange Fit Body is moving into our brand-new, upgraded facility to serve your fitness & fat loss goals even better! To celebrate, we’re giving away $10,000 in memberships to our Orange community, including TWO 6-Month Memberships! Enter to win a chance to get a free membership that includes: 🚀 Fun, high-energy workouts that fit your schedule 💡 Expert coaching and accountability 👯♀️ A supportive group of like-minded women 🙌 Lots more! >>> Simply click “APPLY” and enter to win! Good luck! P.S. Our new facility will be located at 502 N Tustin St. (corner of Tustin & Walnut) just a mile away from our old one. We’re moving in a couple short weeks! | LEARN_MORE | http://fb.me/ | East Orange Fit Body Boot Camp | https://www.facebook.com/EastOrangeFitBody/ | 1,383 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn More | 0 | fb.me | DCO | http://fb.me/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461299307_884507656510781_6862310221482320936_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dIw3FD9cTyEQ7kNvgHUbaHi&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AdeP6TiPP4fsERwoxvLJrDo&oh=00_AYCF-P9juUqaBfw57-V_Q53_n1SE1cvhrbwkaVbmifc8HQ&oe=66FD3341 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | East Orange Fit Body Boot Camp | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-09-27 19:14 | active | 1545 | 0 | $100 AMAZON GC GIVEAWAY | 💧💵 Water Quality is so important these days for you and your family. Schedule your free 10 point in home water analysis and get the knowledge you need. Then recieve your ONE HUNDRED DOLLAR AMAZON GIFT CARD! 💵 | LEARN_MORE | Aqua Pure Solutions | https://www.facebook.com/AquapSolutions/ | 274 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | VIDEO | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461320715_758482779709863_709832870391087075_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FgL1ZOvyRlgQ7kNvgF3l0lE&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AwsgYAX-as1Yt73nUqRN-WF&oh=00_AYCyujg8hhwPYf9p5Jea8Vrg0ReV9qslqBUOQMEGJfN4Ag&oe=66FD1EF0 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Aqua Pure Solutions | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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2025 Dates Available | Enter to win a Luxury Boudoir Photoshoot with Bri Valiente Boudoir 🥂 Giveaway includes Professional Hair & Makeup, 1-2 Hour Photoshoot & a Custom Painting! | APPLY_NOW | https://portal.chicagoboudoir.net/public/form/view | Bri Valiente Boudoir | https://www.facebook.com/brivalienteboudoir/ | 233 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Apply Now | 0 | portal.chicagoboudoir.net | DCO | Win a Luxury Photoshoot | https://portal.chicagoboudoir.net/public/form/view/66f221c9a39be2003a9a4bf6 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461320722_1744221979743328_1515782616806746480_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=R6PcQQvDGiMQ7kNvgEpB-KG&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AwsgYAX-as1Yt73nUqRN-WF&oh=00_AYABDyiNsXaPC7tYGc3yWm6A_W8whBvuThGhOmnUO_Wmlw&oe=66FD0EDC | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Bri Valiente Boudoir | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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SHOP_NOW | http://lithic.shop/ | Deadonarrival.doa | https://www.facebook.com/100083192037483/ | 3 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Shop Now | 0 | lithic.shop | CAROUSEL | http://lithic.shop/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461421530_1276562280375609_5245269254645695037_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x8rRRVRRf4sQ7kNvgE1RM_m&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AuaEidYyyw-yIQK7l3us1hW&oh=00_AYB25T2fL9PLBw-4Z1bOxSf-Iux2LnhVMg-yQC-_NyjPag&oe=66FD0B0A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Deadonarrival.doa | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Savannah Oaks Golf Course | SIGN_UP | https://www.savannahoaksgolfclub.com/memberships | Savannah Oaks Golf Course | https://www.facebook.com/GolfSavannahOaks/ | 911 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Sign Up | 0 | savannahoaksgolfclub.com | CAROUSEL | https://www.savannahoaksgolfclub.com/memberships | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461347701_3651779611728176_6518281820409313250_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gStwkG6vUAcQ7kNvgEQSqrU&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AwsgYAX-as1Yt73nUqRN-WF&oh=00_AYA0R9z0dwmY9mLRhRGsLTD2297A8Kh8LAVXrOzjEnOdBA&oe=66FD0FF9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Savannah Oaks Golf Course | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-09-27 19:14 | active | 1545 | 0 | What is Camila's Tex-Mexi-Que 👀 Watch 🔥 NOW. GET HERE We have the best food in Texas 💯 don't miss out on Famous Fajitas Treat your self to food that's new and worth it! Scratch made, real and flavorful. We are local and saving your table. 🏃♂️ don't walk. Try the New Kid on the BLOCK 😋 #brisketenchilads #famousfajitas #evolutiontexmex #nowords #1localgem #worththedrive #bestinhouston #MexiCraft #brisketfajitas #SmokedCarnitas #SCRATCHMADEMOLE 📍 1245 Grand Central Parkway Conroe TX | MESSAGE_PAGE | Camila's Tex-Mexi-Que | https://www.facebook.com/camilastexmexique/ | 10,415 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | VIDEO | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461208046_1104600461034429_7941649168668012005_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=U0454NUM3rkQ7kNvgGB5EyT&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AwsgYAX-as1Yt73nUqRN-WF&oh=00_AYBOkDAHOsVSma-jZ0-4hK0MkkGFqJVh9neCj0SRc8RGrQ&oe=66FD1D5B | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Camila's Tex-Mexi-Que | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | http://instagram.com/moiracosmetics | moiracosmetics | https://www.instagram.com/_u/moiracosmetics | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram Profile | 0 | instagram.com | CAROUSEL | http://instagram.com/moiracosmetics | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/444494924_1189548075388414_1272137640920821326_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=1&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=01e7c5&_nc_ohc=bEeZawQ9w04Q7kNvgHBlP7J&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYBA8oMFedZOmu5UxmSRPCe1G_IKRRt3SuYxsTeCp8-QBQ&oe=66FD1F48 | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | 0 | moiracosmetics | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Welcome to my official page, kindly follow my page to participate in this giveaway program.. | MESSAGE_PAGE | Leach Julie | https://www.facebook.com/61563525819998/ | 8 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | MULTI_IMAGES | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461430307_501447946109543_5938037379579150544_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=d54gX1utmrkQ7kNvgHB_rQB&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AuaEidYyyw-yIQK7l3us1hW&oh=00_AYD7i49h8xNQS94yXveHAfZcoNXzsviHn9M8dfUae1QiSQ&oe=66FD1E39 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Leach Julie | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🎉 GIVEAWAY ALERT 🎉 We’re giving away Rust Bullet for FREE to the 50 first people to DM us! 🏆 Here’s how to enter: 1. Follow @rustbullet1 2. Like this post ❤️ 3. DM us for a chance to win! Share this post in your stories and tag us! Good luck! 🍀 #Giveaway #Win #FreeStuff #Freebie #GiveawayAlert #Sweepstakes #Prize #InstaGiveaway #RustBullet #ConcreteCoating *This giveaway is not sponsored, endorsed, or administered by Instagram. By entering, entrants confirm they are 18+ years of age, release Instagram of responsibility, and agree to Instagram's terms of use.* | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | https://www.instagram.com/_u/rustbullet1 | Rust Bullet, LLC | https://www.facebook.com/rustbulletkillsrust/ | 2,032 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram profile | 0 | instagram.com | IMAGE | https://www.instagram.com/_u/rustbullet1 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461506441_8279393968840195_5304342083953072072_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1txdBxisYv8Q7kNvgHGdzMQ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AuaEidYyyw-yIQK7l3us1hW&oh=00_AYCnXSv4s2ApimK_uHLlEDrI4suTfAoyozFTAShu0PXp_A&oe=66FD22D5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Rust Bullet, LLC | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🚨 RAZER GIVEAWAY 🚨 Enter our Den of Geek x Razer Cortex GIVEAWAY for a chance to win awesome prizes for your gaming setup, including a Razer Blackwidow V4 keyboard and much more! 👀 Discover how you can win amazing prizes here: https://www.denofgeek.com/games/razer-cortex-giveaway-blackwidow-v4-keyboard/ | NO_BUTTON | Den of Geek | https://www.facebook.com/DenOfGeekUS/ | 481,417 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | No button | 0 | IMAGE | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/461496518_970181344794219_3194805562666408332_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=L3JP_4by2OoQ7kNvgFEbYXN&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AuaEidYyyw-yIQK7l3us1hW&oh=00_AYDY_HdajLV_GIgQSGre8tvgKEj00jOzLZCqa2IhzBypKQ&oe=66FD1FD6 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Den of Geek | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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‼️GIVEAWAY ALERT‼️: Win our ELITE BRAIN SUPPLEMENT. How to enter? It is simpler than ever! Just DM us “Elite Brain” That’s it! You will be contacted by our team within 24 hours if you’re one of the first 20 people. Hurry up! *US based accounts only.🇺🇸 | INSTAGRAM_MESSAGE | http://instagram.com/aceworkz | aceworkz | https://www.instagram.com/_u/aceworkz | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | Opens Instagram | IMAGE | http://instagram.com/aceworkz | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/100977677_180674776601559_4185806377140092928_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=01e7c5&_nc_ohc=jMoJVt6-QtcQ7kNvgH_4ajf&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYATDwaZibLKH2DuRm7yrcBrSp1J88zFKergWA6m9UPFgA&oe=66FD158D | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | 0 | aceworkz | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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💔🔞Click to read the full novel👉👉👉 | "You want a recommendation letter to Harvard Medical School? Fine. Marry the dying Alpha from the Hartling family in place of my daughter!" I remained silent for a moment before softly replying, "Deal." ***** A black car silently whisked me into the Hartling Manor. Regina Hartling's delicate teacup fell to the ground the moment she saw me. I understood why. To Regina, I must have looked hideous. My blonde hair was carelessly tied up, and my face smeared with powder, making my skin rough and spotty. My lips were dry and cracked, devoid of any color. Only my blue eyes retained some semblance of attractiveness. "What is the Bermond family playing at? My son's fiancée is Kesha, and now they send a bad daughter! Are they deliberately trying to humiliate him?" "Wait a second," I interrupted her accusations. "May I use the restroom?" Regina paused, her anger seeming to lessen. I knew what calmed her down. Many people said my voice was crisp and pleasant, like a songbird's. At the butler Benson's gesture, I walked into the restroom and closed the door. I took out the best dress my mother made for me before she died—a sapphire blue gown. I lovingly touched the silk fabric and changed into it. Then, I carefully washed the powder off my face, let my hair down, and looked at myself in the mirror, satisfied with the transformation, before stepping out. Hearing my footsteps, Regina looked up. Instantly, I saw amazement in her eyes. I took a deep breath and tried to present my best self. My master always said I had a healthy complexion, sunlit golden hair, and blue eyes as stunning as the sea. "My name is Kylia Bermond, Leo Bermond's illegitimate daughter. My status is indeed quite a disgrace," I said honestly. "Kesha ran away. She didn't want to marry Mr. Hartling, but I do." Regina fell silent for a while. Finally, she spoke, "Then go upstairs and check on my son before you decide if you want to stay." I smiled immediately, knowing that I had won. To become a doctor, even if her son stopped breathing the next second, I would happily marry him. ***** Soon, Benson led me to meet my future husband, Herbert Hartling. Moonlight streamed through the windows, casting a dappled glow on the bed where a handsome man with brown hair lay quietly. His pale complexion couldn't hide his chiseled features. Even in his sleep, the aura of a top Alpha was overwhelming, radiating intense attraction. I was momentarily stunned. After a long while, I walked to the bed and softly said, "Hi, I'm Kylia Bermond." The man remained motionless, his beautiful face showing no reaction, his brows furrowed. I looked at the medical instruments beside the bed and sighed, "Pity. Your time is running out." The instruments indicated his organs were slowly failing, though he still looked strong on the outside. I thought for a while and added, "Maybe I can help you live a bit longer... Let me tell you a secret, I'm the future Moon Priest." And my master is the current Moon Priest. "I'm twenty-one, young, academically gifted, and trained by the priests since little. Now, I want to study medicine." I listed my virtues. "Marrying me isn't a loss for you. So, do you want to marry me? If you remain silent, I'll take that as a yes." I talked to Herbert for a long time, but he remained unresponsive. His hands lay quietly on the sheet, his fingers long and slightly curved as if he was expecting something. I skipped downstairs, seeing Regina still waiting on the sofa. "I've decided." I didn't let the unfortunate mother wait any longer and continued, "I'm staying to marry your son!" Regina finally relaxed, a smile spreading across her face. "Very well, from now on, you are Herbert's wife." She looked happy, and so did I. We gazed at each other, feeling a sudden closeness. "My name is Regina Hartling. Could I call you Kylia from now on?" She then took out a card from her bag and handed it to me. "I noticed you didn't bring much luggage. Here's 500 thousand dollars for your pocket money." Five hundred thousand just for pocket money? I took the card, surprised. "Thank you... Mom?" Regina was startled by my sudden address. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened slightly, looking cute and funny. I couldn't help but laugh, running back to my room, feeling a hint of warmth surge in my heart. Since my mother passed away, I hadn't felt maternal care for a long time. "Your mom is so nice. I believe we'll get along well!" Returning to my room, I excitedly told the still-sleeping Herbert. He continued to sleep, his eyelids scarred, marring his perfect face. I heard he was in a severe car accident. Before falling into a coma, he lost feeling in his legs and went blind. For an Alpha, this must be a huge blow. "May the Moon Goddess bless you... Let me give you a full check-up." I gently lifted the blanket and couldn't resist pinching his cheek. "Hmm, your skin feels pretty good, nice and smooth." Even after being sick for so long, his body remained fit, with well-defined muscles. His chest and abs were particularly impressive, and I couldn't help but touch them. My gaze finally landed on his legs. I tapped lightly and then harder on them, but there was no response. After completing the check-up, I was lost in thought. "So, it turns out that werewolves and humans aren't that different physiologically." "I heard you have companion beasts. Where's yours?" Was it gone because of his severe injuries? Without his companion beast, this werewolf surely wouldn't live long. I sighed, touching my chin, "I didn't expect to become a widow at twenty-one." I lamented for a second before turning to the bathroom to freshen up. After changing into a comfortable old nightgown, I lay down beside Herbert without hesitation. "Good night, honey." The next morning, I woke up rubbing my sleepy eyes, only to find myself wrapped around Herbert like an octopus. Worse, there seemed to be five finger-shaped red marks on his face! Embarrassed, I scrambled off him and hastily covered his face with the blanket. Later, I found out that Herbert was aware even in his coma. At this moment, he felt a shadow over his face, but a scent that drove him crazy wafted into his nose! He remained motionless, his only giveaway being the slight rise and fall of his chest, betraying his unsettled state. ***** Before heading downstairs for breakfast, I made myself look ugly again through makeup. I thought Regina might ask why, but she said nothing. I guessed she must have concocted some family feud drama in her mind. After all, in her eyes, I was a bad daughter sent to the countryside by the Bermond family and had endured many hardships. When she learned I had applied to Harvard Medical School, Regina was very supportive. When she heard that I hadn't finished high school, she immediately arranged for me to attend a preparatory class. The Bermond family driver dropped me off at the school gate. Before I even walked into the classroom, I heard a familiar voice coming from inside. "You mean my new sister? She applied to Harvard Medical School with a recommendation letter my mom wrote. It's nice, though. If we go to the same school, I can look after her. She's lived in the countryside and doesn't understand much." It was Kesha. Oh, right. Kesha's mother, Andrea Bermond, was a Harvard alum, so Kesha would apply, too. "How could she have the nerve to ask your mom for a recommendation? She's just a nobody! Kesha, you and your mom are too kind. If it were me, I couldn't stand being classmates with such a bumpkin!" Another girl's voice was harsh and cutting. I walked into the classroom with an expressionless face and took an empty seat, ignoring the comments around me. "Sis, you're here!" Kesha keenly spotted me, and she raised her voice, successfully drawing everyone's attention to me. In an instant, various malicious glances and taunts bombarded me. "So this is Kesha's sister? How did she turn out so ugly?" "Isn't that typical for country folk? Fat and plain? Haha." "As ugly as a crocodile! Look at her skin!" "What kind of outdated glasses is she wearing? So ugly!" I continued to ignore them as if they weren't talking about me. The boldest of the group, the girl talking to Kesha, walked up and kicked my desk, causing the pen I had just taken out to fall to the floor. "Hey, bumpkin, I'm Laura Ventis. Don't you know how to greet your classmates?" I slowly stood up, walked to the desk, and bent down to pick up my pen. Laura went further, stepping on the pen and grinding it under her foot. "Are you dumb? Can't you speak?" "I can, but I don't want to talk to you," I said calmly. The class fell silent for a few seconds, seemingly captivated by my melodious voice. A boy sitting in the front row with his legs up suddenly stood. "Enough. Stop bullying her." Laura immediately turned and glared at him. "Oscar, why are you defending this bumpkin?" From the surrounding chatter, I quickly learned all the rumors about Oscar Brooks, who seemed quite popular. He was also Kesha and Laura's high school classmate, the captain of the football team, rich and handsome. Laura had had a crush on him for a long time. Jealous of Oscar defending me, Laura grabbed my glasses and smashed them underfoot! I stared coldly at her. Then, I struck swiftly, grabbing her shoulder and pinning her against the wall forcefully before she could react. "Stop!" A stern female voice rang out. Our teacher, Sarah, walked into the classroom, catching me pinning Laura against the wall. She asked in shock, "What are you doing?" I released Laura, turned, and went back to my seat, letting her slide down the wall like a broken puppet. Sarah examined Laura briefly, finding no injuries, and sent her back to her seat. "All right, it's class time. Be quiet! Get along with your classmates, understood?" I acted as if nothing had happened, attentively listening to the lesson. However, I became more vigilant in secret. I had met many people like Laura. How could she possibly swallow this humiliation? After school, I was heading down the stairs when a group of students blocked my way. I looked up and noticed that there were ten of them. Leading them was Laura, a cigarette hanging from her mouth. "Where do you think you're going? We still have unfinished business!" When I didn't answer, Laura smirked, taking the cigarette out and slapping my face lightly. "Why aren't you talking? Weren't you tough earlier?" I suddenly charged at her. As she dodged, I slipped past her and quickly ran into the nearest restroom. I didn't have time to block the door, so I hid in one of the stalls instead. No matter how hard Laura and her group banged on the door, I held it shut with all my strength. "You'd better stay in there forever!" Laura's furious yelling made the door vibrate. One of them poured a bucket of water into the stall, drenching me from head to toe. Several more buckets of icy cold water followed, accompanied by their filthy, venomous curses. I clenched my fists. Though they were ten, I knew Laura was the true enemy. I would make her pay! I wasn't sure how long it took, but they eventually got bored and locked the restroom door before leaving. I waited a while longer until most students had left the school before coming out. Looking in the mirror, I saw that the powder on my face had washed off, leaving streaks of black water marks. I had to wash off all the ugly makeup and let my half-dry blonde hair fall over my shoulders before leaving the stinking place. ***** Oscar's POV: I was smoking with a few friends in the parking lot. Leaning against my Lamborghini, I deliberately rolled my sleeves up to my shoulders, showing off my well-toned muscles. No man worked out hard without wanting to show it off. We were chatting about the football game when I glanced sideways and noticed a girl passing by. She must have felt my gaze because her blue eyes flicked over. But then, she walked straight to the bus stop at the north gate as if I didn't exist. I squinted, feeling both surprised and delighted. How had I never noticed there was such a pretty girl at school? Especially those blue eyes, as pretty as the ocean. "What are you staring at so intently?" Another guy followed my gaze, seeing only the girl's back. "Isn't that the bumpkin?" "Really?" I was startled. The figure indeed resembled Kylia, but why the face was completely different? Kylia's POV: An hour and a half later, I finally returned to the Hartling Manor atop the hill. "Kylia, you're back? Come and try this," Regina called, excitedly setting out freshly baked pastries, the aroma tantalizing. "Okay, I'll go up and get changed first." After changing, I sat on the sofa and took the pastry Regina handed me. "Thanks, Mom." Regina smiled warmly. I liked her a lot and had grown accustomed to calling her "Mom" over the past few days, and she happily accepted the title. After dinner, I returned to my room to continue checking on Herbert. The instruments showed that the data of his condition was still worrying. If he died, Regina... Mom would be heartbroken. I looked at his flawless face, feeling sympathetic. "Be good and wait a bit longer, okay? I'll give you a treatment after my bath." Ten minutes later, I came out of the bathroom, wearing a new nightgown Regina had given me and drying my hair. I later learned that although Herbert couldn't see anything, my scent kept filling his nose. Especially after a bath, my fragrance permeated the room. He told me I smelled as fresh as the morning breeze and as sweet as lilies blooming with dew. For an Alpha werewolf, my scent was a deadly temptation. Unaware, I walked to Herbert, touched his face, and checked his legs. "Your muscles will atrophy if you lie in bed too long. Let me give you a massage. When you wake up, don't forget that you have an amazing wife who's not only a superb priest but also a great doctor." While massaging Herbert, I boasted about myself. After the leg massage, I rummaged through my small suitcase. I remembered my master had given me some medicine. He was a Moon Priest and also a learned, daring, and enthusiastic... alchemist. I found a bottle of medicine, opened it, and told Herbert irresponsibly, "Since human medicine can't save you now, let's try something else, okay?" Of course, Herbert couldn't answer. Sleeping soundly, his brow was furrowed, and his lips were dry from dehydration. I poured a pill from the bottle. My master had said this medicine couldn't touch metal, and I had to feed it to him mouth-to-mouth. But wasn't that essentially kissing? I didn't have much kissing experience. Since receiving the priest's inheritance at ten, I'd devoted all my energy to studying, leaving no time for romance. My master was an old bachelor, a beta werewolf. Unlike alphas and omegas, betas didn't have reproductive duties. In the past, when we watched movies, we always wondered why every movie had to have kissing scenes. Now, I took a sip of water, tossed the pill into my mouth, and leaned down to press my lips against Herbert's. I pried his lips open and tried to use my tongue to push the pill into his mouth... But it didn't go smoothly. The water spilled from his mouth, nothing like the romantic scenes in movies. "Oh, sorry, I'll get better next time." Clumsily, I wiped his mouth with a tissue. Despite being asleep, Herbert seemed uncomfortable after this mess, his brows furrowing more. Feeling guilty, I gently pressed his throat to ensure he swallowed the pill before climbing into bed and falling asleep. The next morning, I woke up early, ready to start my revenge plan. I searched around the Hartling Manor and finally found some burlap sacks in a storage room. I picked a suitable one, stuffed it into my backpack, and headed to school. In the classroom, I heard some girls in the back describing my embarrassing ordeal yesterday, their laughter grating. Ignoring their taunts, I walked to my seat and pretended not to hear them. As soon as I sat down, Oscar came over and knocked on my desk. Looking up, I first noticed his thick brown hair and beautiful chocolate eyes. Then, I saw the row of piercings on his right ear. Ouch, that must hurt. "Do you need something?" "Come with me," he said, turning and walking out. I hesitated for a couple of seconds, but since he had spoken up for me yesterday, I decided to follow him. As soon as I reached the corner, Oscar placed his arm against the wall beside me, trapping me between them. He leaned down, staring at me intently. "Last night, I saw you in the parking lot. You looked different... What's with your face?" Last night? I quickly recalled seeing some familiar guys in the parking lot. They were my classmates? Oscar waited patiently for my answer. "I don't want to tell you." Oscar clearly didn't expect this. His face darkened immediately. "You..." He might have wanted to curse me, but why should he? Just because I didn't want to share my private matters? I knew he was just the type who was spoiled by girls' attention. Ignoring his swinging mood, I pushed him aside and returned to the classroom. The room was still filled with mockery and gossip about me. During the break, Laura asked Kesha to join her in the restroom. Kesha was on the phone and shook her head to decline. Watching Laura walk away alone, I followed her quietly. I saw her enter the restroom and glanced around. Fortunately, nobody noticed us. This was my chance for revenge! Without hesitation, I pulled the burlap sack from my backpack, walked into the restroom, and threw it over Laura's head while she was washing her hands! Trapped in the sack, Laura struggled and screamed. I shoved her, and she fell to the ground. I hadn't realized how weak Laura was. No wonder she needed ten people to bully me. "Who are you? Let me out, or I'll kill you!" Ignoring her threats, I straddled her and started punching the sack. Having learned human anatomy from my master, I knew where to hit to cause pain without serious injury. Each punch made Laura scream in agony. Soon, her voice became hoarse, and she stopped resisting, lying motionless on the floor. I dragged her into a stall, locked the door, and left as if nothing had happened. Despite breaking a sweat, I felt elated. Now, only the mastermind Kesha remained. While I was lost in thought, Kesha happened to approach me in the hallway. With just the two of us there, she dropped her facade, her face turning mean. "Dad's back. He wants me to bring you home to meet him and Grandma! Honestly, why don't you even have a car? Don't dirty mine!" I didn't want to call that man "Dad" or meet Kesha's grandmother, even if they were my blood relatives. I had never seen him since birth. When I brought news of my mother's death to him, his wife met me instead. She wanted me to marry Herbert in place of Kesha and, in return, would help me get a recommendation for Harvard Medical School. I looked at Kesha's face. She resembled her mother a lot, her expression now the same as when her mother proposed the deal. Suddenly, I realized this was another chance for revenge! Kesha's car was a silver Porsche. I walked over to the passenger seat and discreetly took a pill from my pocket, chewing it up. As I got into the car, I pretended to search for something in my bag, and a small pouch "accidentally" slipped into the seat crevice. Moments later, a sudden foul stench filled the car! Kesha, who was touching up her makeup in the mirror, immediately covered her nose and mouth, overwhelmed by the smell. "What is that smell? It's disgusting!" I calmly sat in my seat, ignoring her. This was the Stinky Bomb, an invention of my master, and it worked wonders. "Is it you... Kylia! Why do you smell so bad?" Kesha was nearly passing out from the stench, her lipstick smearing across her face, making her look like a clown. I watched her struggle for a while until my anger subsided. Then, I opened the car door and stepped out. As soon as the door opened, Kesha gasped for fresh air, finally recovering. She glared at me furiously. "You wretched being! Your mother was just as bad..." "My mother knew him before your mother did," I interrupted coldly. "I have fulfilled my part of the deal by marrying Herbert. Our transaction is complete. I hope you and your family will leave me alone from now on!" I turned away, biting my lip to hold back my tears. I just... wanted to know if that man had any lingering affection for my mother. ***** Regina's POV: The family doctor was checking on Herbert as usual, and I stayed close by, afraid of hearing any bad news. However, this time, the doctor's face showed surprise after the examination. "Mrs. Hartling, did you get a new doctor for Mr. Hartling?" "No, you've always been in charge of Herbert's condition. Why? Is his condition worsening?" "No, quite the opposite. Mr. Hartling's condition has improved. He could wake up any moment!" "Are you serious?" I grabbed the doctor's hand excitedly. The doctor nodded confidently. "He is still in a coma, but he should be conscious." "Wonderful! Herbert, can you hear me?" After the doctor left, I paced the living room with joy bubbling inside me like champagne. "Moon Goddess, could it be that marrying Kylia caused Herbert's sudden improvement? It must be! Kylia is a lucky charm sent by the Moon Goddess for Herbert! I need to buy her some gifts right away!" I spoke excitedly to myself, rushing towards the door. ***** Kylia's POV: After school, I walked home alone, my shadow stretching long in the sunset. A black car stopped in front of me, and the window rolled down to reveal Benson's smiling face. "Kylia, Mrs. Hartling asked me to bring you home." Home? Right, I had a home now. A warm feeling spread through me as I silently got into the car, watching the scenery fly by outside. Back at the Hartling Manor, I noticed Benson smiling even more than usual, making me curious. "Benson, did something happen?" "Kylia, you're back? Come inside!" Before Benson could answer, Regina's joyful voice rang out. Benson gave me a mysterious smile, gesturing for me to go see for myself. I walked into the living room, curious, and saw Regina humming a tune as she organized clothes on the rack. The entire living room was filled with hundreds of clothing racks, each holding beautiful dresses! "Mom..." I was stunned. What was happening? "Kylia!" Regina twirled like a little girl, pulling me to the racks. "Look at these! Do you like them? We're hosting a family banquet soon, and this is your first time presenting yourself as Herbert's wife. So, I prepared some dresses for you!" I nodded and understood the situation, though I was shocked by the sheer number of "some" dresses. Regina blinked at me. "Well, why don't you try one on?" I took one of the dresses she had carefully chosen, changed into it, and walked out of the room. "You look beautiful!" Regina walked over, taking my hand, her expression first delighted but then a bit troubled. "Kylia, could you wash off the makeup on your face for the banquet?" I looked at her, and Regina explained sincerely. "It's not that I dislike it. I just want everyone to see you at your best. Since Herbert's accident, the Bermond family has been unstable..." I understood. My master and I had seen similar family conflicts in movies. I nodded quickly. "Mom, don't worry. I understand." Regina sighed in relief, even more pleased. "Kylia, you truly are our family's lucky charm! Since marrying Herbert, his condition has improved!" "Did the doctor say that?" My eyes brightened. Could it be that the pill from my master was working? Regina nodded vigorously. "The doctor said his organs have stopped deteriorating, and his heartbeat is stable. 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💔🔞Click to read the full novel👉👉👉 | As soon as I slipped into my swimsuit, a group of shirtless football players immediately surrounded me. I glanced around and noticed everyone was staring at me intently. What was going on? Moments later, the guys started speaking up all at once, almost competing to talk to me. “Whoa, your body is amazing for someone who’s supposed to be plain!” “Seriously, looking at you makes me want to take you out…” “Hey, would you go on a date with me?” ----------- "You want a recommendation letter to Harvard Medical School? Fine. Marry the dying Alpha from the Hartling family in place of my daughter!" I remained silent for a moment before softly replying, "Deal." ***** A black car silently whisked me into the Hartling Manor. Regina Hartling's delicate teacup fell to the ground the moment she saw me. I understood why. To Regina, I must have looked hideous. My blonde hair was carelessly tied up, and my face smeared with powder, making my skin rough and spotty. My lips were dry and cracked, devoid of any color. Only my blue eyes retained some semblance of attractiveness. "What is the Bermond family playing at? My son's fiancée is Kesha, and now they send a bad daughter! Are they deliberately trying to humiliate him?" "Wait a second," I interrupted her accusations. "May I use the restroom?" Regina paused, her anger seeming to lessen. I knew what calmed her down. Many people said my voice was crisp and pleasant, like a songbird's. At the butler Benson's gesture, I walked into the restroom and closed the door. I took out the best dress my mother made for me before she died—a sapphire blue gown. I lovingly touched the silk fabric and changed into it. Then, I carefully washed the powder off my face, let my hair down, and looked at myself in the mirror, satisfied with the transformation, before stepping out. Hearing my footsteps, Regina looked up. Instantly, I saw amazement in her eyes. I took a deep breath and tried to present my best self. My master always said I had a healthy complexion, sunlit golden hair, and blue eyes as stunning as the sea. "My name is Kylia Bermond, Leo Bermond's illegitimate daughter. My status is indeed quite a disgrace," I said honestly. "Kesha ran away. She didn't want to marry Mr. Hartling, but I do." Regina fell silent for a while. Finally, she spoke, "Then go upstairs and check on my son before you decide if you want to stay." I smiled immediately, knowing that I had won. To become a doctor, even if her son stopped breathing the next second, I would happily marry him. ***** Soon, Benson led me to meet my future husband, Herbert Hartling. Moonlight streamed through the windows, casting a dappled glow on the bed where a handsome man with brown hair lay quietly. His pale complexion couldn't hide his chiseled features. Even in his sleep, the aura of a top Alpha was overwhelming, radiating intense attraction. I was momentarily stunned. After a long while, I walked to the bed and softly said, "Hi, I'm Kylia Bermond." The man remained motionless, his beautiful face showing no reaction, his brows furrowed. I looked at the medical instruments beside the bed and sighed, "Pity. Your time is running out." The instruments indicated his organs were slowly failing, though he still looked strong on the outside. I thought for a while and added, "Maybe I can help you live a bit longer... Let me tell you a secret, I'm the future Moon Priest." And my master is the current Moon Priest. "I'm twenty-one, young, academically gifted, and trained by the priests since little. Now, I want to study medicine." I listed my virtues. "Marrying me isn't a loss for you. So, do you want to marry me? If you remain silent, I'll take that as a yes." I talked to Herbert for a long time, but he remained unresponsive. His hands lay quietly on the sheet, his fingers long and slightly curved as if he was expecting something. I skipped downstairs, seeing Regina still waiting on the sofa. "I've decided." I didn't let the unfortunate mother wait any longer and continued, "I'm staying to marry your son!" Regina finally relaxed, a smile spreading across her face. "Very well, from now on, you are Herbert's wife." She looked happy, and so did I. We gazed at each other, feeling a sudden closeness. "My name is Regina Hartling. Could I call you Kylia from now on?" She then took out a card from her bag and handed it to me. "I noticed you didn't bring much luggage. Here's 500 thousand dollars for your pocket money." Five hundred thousand just for pocket money? I took the card, surprised. "Thank you... Mom?" Regina was startled by my sudden address. Her eyes widened, and her mouth opened slightly, looking cute and funny. I couldn't help but laugh, running back to my room, feeling a hint of warmth surge in my heart. Since my mother passed away, I hadn't felt maternal care for a long time. "Your mom is so nice. I believe we'll get along well!" Returning to my room, I excitedly told the still-sleeping Herbert. He continued to sleep, his eyelids scarred, marring his perfect face. I heard he was in a severe car accident. Before falling into a coma, he lost feeling in his legs and went blind. For an Alpha, this must be a huge blow. "May the Moon Goddess bless you... Let me give you a full check-up." I gently lifted the blanket and couldn't resist pinching his cheek. "Hmm, your skin feels pretty good, nice and smooth." Even after being sick for so long, his body remained fit, with well-defined muscles. His chest and abs were particularly impressive, and I couldn't help but touch them. My gaze finally landed on his legs. I tapped lightly and then harder on them, but there was no response. After completing the check-up, I was lost in thought. "So, it turns out that werewolves and humans aren't that different physiologically." "I heard you have companion beasts. Where's yours?" Was it gone because of his severe injuries? Without his companion beast, this werewolf surely wouldn't live long. I sighed, touching my chin, "I didn't expect to become a widow at twenty-one." I lamented for a second before turning to the bathroom to freshen up. After changing into a comfortable old nightgown, I lay down beside Herbert without hesitation. "Good night, honey." The next morning, I woke up rubbing my sleepy eyes, only to find myself wrapped around Herbert like an octopus. Worse, there seemed to be five finger-shaped red marks on his face! Embarrassed, I scrambled off him and hastily covered his face with the blanket. Later, I found out that Herbert was aware even in his coma. At this moment, he felt a shadow over his face, but a scent that drove him crazy wafted into his nose! He remained motionless, his only giveaway being the slight rise and fall of his chest, betraying his unsettled state. ***** Before heading downstairs for breakfast, I made myself look ugly again through makeup. I thought Regina might ask why, but she said nothing. I guessed she must have concocted some family feud drama in her mind. After all, in her eyes, I was a bad daughter sent to the countryside by the Bermond family and had endured many hardships. When she learned I had applied to Harvard Medical School, Regina was very supportive. When she heard that I hadn't finished high school, she immediately arranged for me to attend a preparatory class. The Bermond family driver dropped me off at the school gate. Before I even walked into the classroom, I heard a familiar voice coming from inside. "You mean my new sister? She applied to Harvard Medical School with a recommendation letter my mom wrote. It's nice, though. If we go to the same school, I can look after her. She's lived in the countryside and doesn't understand much." It was Kesha. Oh, right. Kesha's mother, Andrea Bermond, was a Harvard alum, so Kesha would apply, too. "How could she have the nerve to ask your mom for a recommendation? She's just a nobody! Kesha, you and your mom are too kind. If it were me, I couldn't stand being classmates with such a bumpkin!" Another girl's voice was harsh and cutting. I walked into the classroom with an expressionless face and took an empty seat, ignoring the comments around me. "Sis, you're here!" Kesha keenly spotted me, and she raised her voice, successfully drawing everyone's attention to me. In an instant, various malicious glances and taunts bombarded me. "So this is Kesha's sister? How did she turn out so ugly?" "Isn't that typical for country folk? Fat and plain? Haha." "As ugly as a crocodile! Look at her skin!" "What kind of outdated glasses is she wearing? So ugly!" I continued to ignore them as if they weren't talking about me. The boldest of the group, the girl talking to Kesha, walked up and kicked my desk, causing the pen I had just taken out to fall to the floor. "Hey, bumpkin, I'm Laura Ventis. Don't you know how to greet your classmates?" I slowly stood up, walked to the desk, and bent down to pick up my pen. Laura went further, stepping on the pen and grinding it under her foot. "Are you dumb? Can't you speak?" "I can, but I don't want to talk to you," I said calmly. The class fell silent for a few seconds, seemingly captivated by my melodious voice. A boy sitting in the front row with his legs up suddenly stood. "Enough. Stop bullying her." Laura immediately turned and glared at him. "Oscar, why are you defending this bumpkin?" From the surrounding chatter, I quickly learned all the rumors about Oscar Brooks, who seemed quite popular. He was also Kesha and Laura's high school classmate, the captain of the football team, rich and handsome. Laura had had a crush on him for a long time. Jealous of Oscar defending me, Laura grabbed my glasses and smashed them underfoot! I stared coldly at her. Then, I struck swiftly, grabbing her shoulder and pinning her against the wall forcefully before she could react. "Stop!" A stern female voice rang out. Our teacher, Sarah, walked into the classroom, catching me pinning Laura against the wall. She asked in shock, "What are you doing?" I released Laura, turned, and went back to my seat, letting her slide down the wall like a broken puppet. Sarah examined Laura briefly, finding no injuries, and sent her back to her seat. "All right, it's class time. Be quiet! Get along with your classmates, understood?" I acted as if nothing had happened, attentively listening to the lesson. However, I became more vigilant in secret. I had met many people like Laura. How could she possibly swallow this humiliation? After school, I was heading down the stairs when a group of students blocked my way. I looked up and noticed that there were ten of them. Leading them was Laura, a cigarette hanging from her mouth. "Where do you think you're going? We still have unfinished business!" When I didn't answer, Laura smirked, taking the cigarette out and slapping my face lightly. "Why aren't you talking? Weren't you tough earlier?" I suddenly charged at her. As she dodged, I slipped past her and quickly ran into the nearest restroom. I didn't have time to block the door, so I hid in one of the stalls instead. No matter how hard Laura and her group banged on the door, I held it shut with all my strength. "You'd better stay in there forever!" Laura's furious yelling made the door vibrate. One of them poured a bucket of water into the stall, drenching me from head to toe. Several more buckets of icy cold water followed, accompanied by their filthy, venomous curses. I clenched my fists. Though they were ten, I knew Laura was the true enemy. I would make her pay! I wasn't sure how long it took, but they eventually got bored and locked the restroom door before leaving. I waited a while longer until most students had left the school before coming out. Looking in the mirror, I saw that the powder on my face had washed off, leaving streaks of black water marks. I had to wash off all the ugly makeup and let my half-dry blonde hair fall over my shoulders before leaving the stinking place. ***** Oscar's POV: I was smoking with a few friends in the parking lot. Leaning against my Lamborghini, I deliberately rolled my sleeves up to my shoulders, showing off my well-toned muscles. No man worked out hard without wanting to show it off. We were chatting about the football game when I glanced sideways and noticed a girl passing by. She must have felt my gaze because her blue eyes flicked over. But then, she walked straight to the bus stop at the north gate as if I didn't exist. I squinted, feeling both surprised and delighted. How had I never noticed there was such a pretty girl at school? Especially those blue eyes, as pretty as the ocean. "What are you staring at so intently?" Another guy followed my gaze, seeing only the girl's back. "Isn't that the bumpkin?" "Really?" I was startled. The figure indeed resembled Kylia, but why the face was completely different? Kylia's POV: An hour and a half later, I finally returned to the Hartling Manor atop the hill. "Kylia, you're back? Come and try this," Regina called, excitedly setting out freshly baked pastries, the aroma tantalizing. "Okay, I'll go up and get changed first." After changing, I sat on the sofa and took the pastry Regina handed me. "Thanks, Mom." Regina smiled warmly. I liked her a lot and had grown accustomed to calling her "Mom" over the past few days, and she happily accepted the title. After dinner, I returned to my room to continue checking on Herbert. The instruments showed that the data of his condition was still worrying. If he died, Regina... Mom would be heartbroken. I looked at his flawless face, feeling sympathetic. "Be good and wait a bit longer, okay? I'll give you a treatment after my bath." Ten minutes later, I came out of the bathroom, wearing a new nightgown Regina had given me and drying my hair. I later learned that although Herbert couldn't see anything, my scent kept filling his nose. Especially after a bath, my fragrance permeated the room. He told me I smelled as fresh as the morning breeze and as sweet as lilies blooming with dew. For an Alpha werewolf, my scent was a deadly temptation. Unaware, I walked to Herbert, touched his face, and checked his legs. "Your muscles will atrophy if you lie in bed too long. Let me give you a massage. When you wake up, don't forget that you have an amazing wife who's not only a superb priest but also a great doctor." While massaging Herbert, I boasted about myself. After the leg massage, I rummaged through my small suitcase. I remembered my master had given me some medicine. He was a Moon Priest and also a learned, daring, and enthusiastic... alchemist. I found a bottle of medicine, opened it, and told Herbert irresponsibly, "Since human medicine can't save you now, let's try something else, okay?" Of course, Herbert couldn't answer. Sleeping soundly, his brow was furrowed, and his lips were dry from dehydration. I poured a pill from the bottle. My master had said this medicine couldn't touch metal, and I had to feed it to him mouth-to-mouth. But wasn't that essentially kissing? I didn't have much kissing experience. Since receiving the priest's inheritance at ten, I'd devoted all my energy to studying, leaving no time for romance. My master was an old bachelor, a beta werewolf. Unlike alphas and omegas, betas didn't have reproductive duties. In the past, when we watched movies, we always wondered why every movie had to have kissing scenes. Now, I took a sip of water, tossed the pill into my mouth, and leaned down to press my lips against Herbert's. I pried his lips open and tried to use my tongue to push the pill into his mouth... But it didn't go smoothly. The water spilled from his mouth, nothing like the romantic scenes in movies. "Oh, sorry, I'll get better next time." Clumsily, I wiped his mouth with a tissue. Despite being asleep, Herbert seemed uncomfortable after this mess, his brows furrowing more. Feeling guilty, I gently pressed his throat to ensure he swallowed the pill before climbing into bed and falling asleep. The next morning, I woke up early, ready to start my revenge plan. I searched around the Hartling Manor and finally found some burlap sacks in a storage room. I picked a suitable one, stuffed it into my backpack, and headed to school. In the classroom, I heard some girls in the back describing my embarrassing ordeal yesterday, their laughter grating. Ignoring their taunts, I walked to my seat and pretended not to hear them. As soon as I sat down, Oscar came over and knocked on my desk. Looking up, I first noticed his thick brown hair and beautiful chocolate eyes. Then, I saw the row of piercings on his right ear. Ouch, that must hurt. "Do you need something?" "Come with me," he said, turning and walking out. I hesitated for a couple of seconds, but since he had spoken up for me yesterday, I decided to follow him. As soon as I reached the corner, Oscar placed his arm against the wall beside me, trapping me between them. He leaned down, staring at me intently. "Last night, I saw you in the parking lot. You looked different... What's with your face?" Last night? I quickly recalled seeing some familiar guys in the parking lot. They were my classmates? Oscar waited patiently for my answer. "I don't want to tell you." Oscar clearly didn't expect this. His face darkened immediately. "You..." He might have wanted to curse me, but why should he? Just because I didn't want to share my private matters? I knew he was just the type who was spoiled by girls' attention. Ignoring his swinging mood, I pushed him aside and returned to the classroom. The room was still filled with mockery and gossip about me. During the break, Laura asked Kesha to join her in the restroom. Kesha was on the phone and shook her head to decline. Watching Laura walk away alone, I followed her quietly. I saw her enter the restroom and glanced around. Fortunately, nobody noticed us. This was my chance for revenge! Without hesitation, I pulled the burlap sack from my backpack, walked into the restroom, and threw it over Laura's head while she was washing her hands! Trapped in the sack, Laura struggled and screamed. I shoved her, and she fell to the ground. I hadn't realized how weak Laura was. No wonder she needed ten people to bully me. "Who are you? Let me out, or I'll kill you!" Ignoring her threats, I straddled her and started punching the sack. Having learned human anatomy from my master, I knew where to hit to cause pain without serious injury. Each punch made Laura scream in agony. Soon, her voice became hoarse, and she stopped resisting, lying motionless on the floor. I dragged her into a stall, locked the door, and left as if nothing had happened. Despite breaking a sweat, I felt elated. Now, only the mastermind Kesha remained. While I was lost in thought, Kesha happened to approach me in the hallway. With just the two of us there, she dropped her facade, her face turning mean. "Dad's back. He wants me to bring you home to meet him and Grandma! Honestly, why don't you even have a car? Don't dirty mine!" I didn't want to call that man "Dad" or meet Kesha's grandmother, even if they were my blood relatives. I had never seen him since birth. When I brought news of my mother's death to him, his wife met me instead. She wanted me to marry Herbert in place of Kesha and, in return, would help me get a recommendation for Harvard Medical School. I looked at Kesha's face. She resembled her mother a lot, her expression now the same as when her mother proposed the deal. Suddenly, I realized this was another chance for revenge! Kesha's car was a silver Porsche. I walked over to the passenger seat and discreetly took a pill from my pocket, chewing it up. As I got into the car, I pretended to search for something in my bag, and a small pouch "accidentally" slipped into the seat crevice. Moments later, a sudden foul stench filled the car! Kesha, who was touching up her makeup in the mirror, immediately covered her nose and mouth, overwhelmed by the smell. "What is that smell? It's disgusting!" I calmly sat in my seat, ignoring her. This was the Stinky Bomb, an invention of my master, and it worked wonders. "Is it you... Kylia! Why do you smell so bad?" Kesha was nearly passing out from the stench, her lipstick smearing across her face, making her look like a clown. I watched her struggle for a while until my anger subsided. Then, I opened the car door and stepped out. As soon as the door opened, Kesha gasped for fresh air, finally recovering. She glared at me furiously. "You wretched being! Your mother was just as bad..." "My mother knew him before your mother did," I interrupted coldly. "I have fulfilled my part of the deal by marrying Herbert. Our transaction is complete. I hope you and your family will leave me alone from now on!" I turned away, biting my lip to hold back my tears. I just... wanted to know if that man had any lingering affection for my mother. ***** Regina's POV: The family doctor was checking on Herbert as usual, and I stayed close by, afraid of hearing any bad news. However, this time, the doctor's face showed surprise after the examination. "Mrs. Hartling, did you get a new doctor for Mr. Hartling?" "No, you've always been in charge of Herbert's condition. Why? Is his condition worsening?" "No, quite the opposite. Mr. Hartling's condition has improved. He could wake up any moment!" "Are you serious?" I grabbed the doctor's hand excitedly. The doctor nodded confidently. "He is still in a coma, but he should be conscious." "Wonderful! Herbert, can you hear me?" After the doctor left, I paced the living room with joy bubbling inside me like champagne. "Moon Goddess, could it be that marrying Kylia caused Herbert's sudden improvement? It must be! Kylia is a lucky charm sent by the Moon Goddess for Herbert! I need to buy her some gifts right away!" I spoke excitedly to myself, rushing towards the door. ***** Kylia's POV: After school, I walked home alone, my shadow stretching long in the sunset. A black car stopped in front of me, and the window rolled down to reveal Benson's smiling face. "Kylia, Mrs. Hartling asked me to bring you home." Home? Right, I had a home now. A warm feeling spread through me as I silently got into the car, watching the scenery fly by outside. Back at the Hartling Manor, I noticed Benson smiling even more than usual, making me curious. "Benson, did something happen?" "Kylia, you're back? Come inside!" Before Benson could answer, Regina's joyful voice rang out. Benson gave me a mysterious smile, gesturing for me to go see for myself. I walked into the living room, curious, and saw Regina humming a tune as she organized clothes on the rack. The entire living room was filled with hundreds of clothing racks, each holding beautiful dresses! "Mom..." I was stunned. What was happening? "Kylia!" Regina twirled like a little girl, pulling me to the racks. "Look at these! Do you like them? We're hosting a family banquet soon, and this is your first time presenting yourself as Herbert's wife. So, I prepared some dresses for you!" I nodded and understood the situation, though I was shocked by the sheer number of "some" dresses. Regina blinked at me. "Well, why don't you try one on?" I took one of the dresses she had carefully chosen, changed into it, and walked out of the room. "You look beautiful!" Regina walked over, taking my hand, her expression first delighted but then a bit troubled. "Kylia, could you wash off the makeup on your face for the banquet?" I looked at her, and Regina explained sincerely. "It's not that I dislike it. I just want everyone to see you at your best. Since Herbert's accident, the Bermond family has been unstable..." I understood. My master and I had seen similar family conflicts in movies. I nodded quickly. "Mom, don't worry. I understand." Regina sighed in relief, even more pleased. "Kylia, you truly are our family's lucky charm! Since marrying Herbert, his condition has improved!" "Did the doctor say that?" My eyes brightened. Could it be that the pill from my master was working? Regina nodded vigorously. 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