The Red Of His Wine.
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Last published Tue, Feb 24, 2026
"I'll make it clear."
"I do not wish for a life partner. I just need a wife to fill in the gap, which my family thinks, is too noticable."
A pause.
"Neither do I."
"I just need to get married. For the sake of my grandmother. And not to have a life partner."
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"We have just signed a contract. I'm not your wife, neither are you my husband."
A pause.
"Let's change that first, then."
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