I soon dispelled this speculation. He loved my sister, Jasmine Sherman, from the beginning to the end and if he wanted to find a substitute, he would look for someone who looked like my sister.
How could he find someone who looked like me ....
Zendaya came close to me and said proudly, "Don't even think about getting Sebastian's love in your lifetime!"
After saying that, she skipped away holding his arm and left.
I smiled bitterly. I was no longer the same person I was before.
Sebastian's love was like the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, empty and illusory, which could only be seen but not touched.
I still remembered when he first realized that he had recognized the wrong person, he hugged me tightly in his arms.
"Juliette, I don't care if it's wrong. I only know that I love you and you are my wife!"
Later, in front of my sister's hospital bed, he also said, "Jasmine the person I love from beginning to end is you, Juliette is just a ridiculous misunderstanding."
Knowing it was a misunderstanding, I was too timid to rush in and confront them.
Before getting to know Sebastian, I lost a memory during a car accident. When he said at a dinner party that I was the one who saved him, I was not sure if it was me.
However, he was too confident. I could not help but feel tempted by his tender eyes and I also had a glimmer of hope.
When my sister revealed the whole story to me, I felt like a dirty rat hiding in the sewer stealing other people's happiness. How could I dare to dance in front of them?
My sister had passed away.
Since Sebastian married me, my sister’s tombstone could only have my father-in-law’s name engraved on it: [Harold Fisher’s wife.]
He wanted to carve her as his wife, but he didn't dare to fight back and be rude to his father. His raging anger had no place to be vented, so I became the punching bag.
How could the wealthy and powerful young man in the city commit such a shameful act of domestic violence? Sebastian began to abuse me sexually.
Hidden wounds and torment made me too embarrassed to confide in and seek help from others, so I could only silently endure them myself.
Too often, he was worried that I would get pregnant.
He said, "How could a malicious woman like you be worthy of giving birth to my child!"
I silently picked up the clothes that were torn into pieces on the floor, like a puppet without any life.