My Arranged Marriage Husband Was A Beast In Disguise Chapter 13

My Arranged Marriage Husband Was A Beast In Disguise Chapter 13

Honestly? I didn’t know either. 

My silence made him wilt all over again. 

“What did Clara say about me?” 

I was genuinely curious. Her family had moved overseas for 

work years ago, and we’d barely spoken since. 

Arthur hesitated, then smiled. “She said you had a terrible 

temper when you were little.” 

Fair enough. She wasn’t wrong. 

“But she also said she was never mad at you. She said she 

always knew you wanted to be friends – you just didn’t know 

how to show it.” 

Something in my chest gave way. 

Was that really what it looked like? All that cruelty, all that 

pushing – was it really just a kid who didn’t know how to say please be my friend? 

The comments drifted through in a wave. 

[If this isn’t the most intense female friendship I’ve ever 

seen.] 

[The villainess covered herself in thorns. The FL just reached 

in anyway.] 

[Wait, so the FL isn’t here to steal the MC–she’s here to help 

the villainess heal??] 

[Y’all thought this was a love triangle. It’s a redemption arc.] 

[So the MC’s money was well spent – learned how to chase his wife AND accidentally reconnected two childhood friends.] 

[This friendship hits harder than any romance arc. Two girls who never learned how to say I care about you.] 

[The villainess was never evil. She was just a kid without a 

mom screaming LOOK AT ME.] 

I stood there. The comments were right. 

Clara deserved every good thing the story had written for her. 

She always had. 

I blinked hard against the sting in my eyes. “So you really don’t like her?” 

Arthur looked like he was about to combust. “Of course not, darlin‘. You’re the only one. I swear.” 

I looked at him – this ridiculous, earnest, lovable man – and 

whatever was left of my anger just dissolved. 

Forget it. Why was I fighting this? 

The comments flew. 

[CRYING the nice guy won.] 

[MC said: I don’t care about your plot, I only care about my wife.] 

[The canon shippers are in SHAMBLES right now.] 

[Canon is canon, but this is THIS. I’m officially shipping them!] 

Arthur saw me smile and inched closer, testing whether it was 

safe to hug me. 

– 

“Darlin‘, you don’t even know that book was insane. The 

very 

first position told me to do a SPLIT. How am I supposed to do a split!” 

[A SPLIT??] 

[Was that book actually a yoga manual?] 

[This story is going to be the death of me, I swear.]