Married At First Sight By Gu Lingfei

Evan approached the table, careful to keep his distance. He didn't stand too close, knowing Abby might retaliate with one of her infamous over-the-shoulder takedowns. She had made it clear she didn't like him invading her space. "You're still denying you're Abby?" he asked, his voice calm but firm. "I heard the truth from my grandma. Abby is you, and you're also Bianca."

Abby closed the book in her hands and raised her gaze to meet his. Her striking eyes sparkled with amusement, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Oh? Are you sure your grandma said that? You claim I'm Miss Du, but do you have any proof? Do I look like her? Does my voice sound the same? What about my figure?"

Evan hesitated for a moment before answering honestly. "You don't look like her, and your voice isn't the same, but your figure... it's a bit similar." Abby leaned back slightly, her expression unreadable.

"Changeable Fox," Evan continued. "That's your nickname. It fits perfectly-you're clever, elusive, a master of disguise. The only people capable of mastering such exceptional disguise skills are the disciples of a select few elders from the Five Emperors Hall. Bianca was trained by Silver Fox, one of those elders. And Fox? That's just another identity of yours. I may not have concrete evidence, but based on what my grandma, brother, and sister-in-law have said, I'm certain all three of you-Fox, Bianca, and Abby-are the same person." His voice softened as he added, "Abby, it doesn't matter if you admit it or not. I'm not backing down, and I'm certainly not giving up on you. It's cold tonight-put on an extra coat when you go out." With that, Evan turned, grabbed his coat, and held it out to her. "Here. Wear my coat."

Abby arched a brow. "Are you trying to kick me out?"

catching a cold. You're free to come and go as you please. I wouldn't force you to stay, nor would I ever ask you to leave." Evan hesitated for a beat before asking, "How about

out to her-it wasn't cold enough to need it. After all, she had just left the hotel. Her car was heated, and her home was warm. The chill

time feeling this way. My first time trying to ask someone for forgiveness. I don't know what I'm doing, so I figured

If you're pursuing Miss Du because you like her,

said nothing, simply

she was Abby, but her words and actions made it clear she knew far more than she should. There was no logical way she could know so

her denials. Whether she called herself Abby or Bianca, it didn't matter. Zachary's words echoed in