I Raised My Ex-Boyfriend’s Nephew Too Well
“Artea is my nephew.” “Isn’t he my nephew too?” The saying that cross-related marriages should be avoided was absolutely right. I only wanted to raise my nephew. “Belona. Marry me.” “What?” “Isn’t this the best way for us both to raise Artea?” Out of nowhere, a contract marriage with my ex-boyfriend began. * * * Of course, to our nephew, we’re just a sham couple who joined forces to raise you, so it’s not like this is really a contract marriage! “Uncle loves Auntie so much that he asked her to marry him.” “Kyaa, so romantic!” But is it really okay to lie this much? “Did you two work hard saying ‘I love you,’ and ‘Me too’?” “Wow, Auntie and Uncle dancing together is so pretty!” “Auntie and Uncle love each other so much, I should step aside sometimes so they can go on dates!” Because of our nephew’s help—no, interference. Now we’re sleeping in the same bed every day. Is this... right? “Auntie can’t run away. If she does, Uncle will catch her.” “Right. I won’t let her go!” It was clearly a contract marriage with divorce in mind, but there’s no exit in sight.
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