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    The moment the divorce was final, Rachel pulled out her phone and called An—right in front of Brian.


    “An, it’s official. The divorce decree is done. Let’s get married next!”


    Her smile was bright, yet her words carried a sharp edge, making them impossible to ignore.


    Brian’s world seemed to tilt into darkness.


    Just then, a car zoomed past on the street.


    “Rachel!”


    Instinct took over. Brian reached out, his hand desperate to pull her back.


    But this time, he missed.


    Instead, he watched as An caught her effortlessly, his arms steady, his expression full of concern.


    “Are you alright? Did you get hurt?” An’s voice was thick with worry.


    Rachel leaned into him, her tone teasing.


    “Nope. Just hungry. Let’s go home.”


    Behind them, Brian stood frozen. To Rachel, he was no more than a stranger now—someone she didn’t even bother acknowledging.


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    Once they had walked a good distance, she finally let go of An’s arm. An, ever observant, gave her a knowing look.


    “You said all that just to get under his skin, didn’t you?”


    “Sort of,” she admitted.


    “I realized today—if I really want to cut him off, the best way is for me to get married. I just need someone for a fake marriage.”


    An raised a brow.


    “What about me? Think I fit the role?”


    Rachel’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at An in disbelief.


    “You can’t be serious,” she murmured.


    An’s gaze remained steady, his expression unwavering.


    “I’m not joking. I mean every word,” he replied, his voice firm.


    Rachel was momentarily speechless, her mind scrambling for a response.


    “I… I…”


    An softened his tone, offering a gentle smile.


    “It’s okay. Take your time. You can tell me whenever you’re ready.”


    Relief washed over her.


    “Alright,” she agreed softly.


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