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Loving Me For Twelve Years Is Your Biggest Lie

After twelve years together, including five years of long-distance devotion where Julie selflessly cared for Landon Wellington's terminally ill grandmother, their promised wedding day arrives. Instead of a celebration, Landon sends a devastating message declaring another woman his true love. The shock claims his grandmother's life, leaving Julie to manage the funeral entirely alone. When she tries to reach him, Landon blacklists her, unleashing a venomous accusation that shatters her heart.
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Chapter 3

Saying that, Landon flung me to the side, and my whole body fell heavily to the ground.

The dust from the concrete floor got on me.

Perhaps I was all this disgusting dust to Landon.

But Karen wouldn't want me to break down for Landon.

Karen was holding my hand in tears before she died.

"Landon is sorry for you. I will make sure you meet your happiness when I die."

Landon was striding towards inside at this moment.

I struggled to get up, forcing down my tears of distress and patting my shirt.

A few moments later, Landon stumbled out and pushed the back of my head against the wall so hard that I couldn't see anything.

I hadn't eaten since I finished dealing with Karen's funeral until now, and I was so weak that I didn't have the extra strength to breathe.

"Julie, where did you take my grandma? Tell me!"

He was so anxious that his eyes were in tears, and I wanted to sneer but didn't have the strength to make a sound.

It was so ironic.

Seeing that I was about to faint, he angrily yelled, "Stop pretending. Where the hell is Karen? Do you want me to kill you?"

I felt the oxygen in my chest gradually running out, I could no longer see anymore, and the voices in my ears were becoming more and more muffled.

If Landon were to let go of me at this moment, my entire body would immediately fall to the ground.

Evelyn came out of her room after hearing the sound. Seeing this, she turned pale with fear.

She hastily reached out to stop Landon.

"What are you doing? Isn't she your cousin? Why did you hit her?"

Landon seemed to be a gentleman again in front of Evelyn, so he let go of me.

The next second, I fell heavily to the ground.

After regaining my freedom, I breathed deeply.

Despair covered my eyes when I heard the word "cousin".

After our twelve years of relationship, I eventually became Landon's cousin.

I even had to be arranged by Landon to be a bridesmaid, taking all the blame for the change of wedding on me.

Luckily, the wedding was cancelled.

Otherwise, I would be nothing but a joke!

Landon gritted his teeth and did his best to keep his voice soft.

"I don't know where she has taken my grandma, and I haven't seen her anywhere I've checked."

Evelyn heard him and smiled, "Is that all it was? I just saw a bunch of hospital reports in a drawer in my room, and I wasn't sure if they were about Karen or not. Do you want to take a look?"

Saying that, Landon immediately tugged on my arm, hard enough to make me struggle in pain.

My eyes were wide and locked on Evelyn's innocent face.

"Why did you touch Karen's things? Who allowed you to touch them?"

That box was full of Karen's belongings.

Evelyn burst into tears immediately after hearing my stern question.

She wrapped her arms gently around Landon with his hands.

"Why is your sister so mean? I didn't know I couldn't touch them. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'll just go sort them out and put them back now."

Saying that, Evelyn choked back tears as she wiped them away and walked towards Karen's room.

I felt so anxious. At this moment, I burst out of all my strength and kicked Landon between his legs with all my might.

He didn't expect me to hit back, and he let out a cry of pain and dropped to the floor.

I ran towards Evelyn and jerked her arm the moment before she was about to open the door.

I shook it off with such force that Evelyn fell to the ground like a rag doll.

She looked pale with pain.

Her tears fell to the floor in drops, but she bit her lip tightly to keep from crying out, looking at Landon in aggrievement.

I turned to protect the door to Karen's room from them.

Landon slowly got up and saw the scene where I hurt Evelyn. At this moment, he was so angry that his eyes were in tears, and he had completely lost his mind.

He shouted at me angrily, "If I don't teach you a lesson today, will you forget whose house this is?"

He held up a chair that Karen used to use to sit and cool off in the yard.

He strode towards me, the wind in my ears making me close my eyes in fear.

I reflexively dodged sideways.

The worn wooden chair slammed fully into my back, and it instantly turned to splinters.

The enormous strength caused my back to bend in a bizarre arc.

The next second, my entire body fell straight to the floor, my limbs twitching involuntarily.

I still murmured, "Don't touch Karen's things."

Evelyn turned pale with fear and shouted at Landon, "Get her to the hospital. Let's go to the hospital!"

Her driver, along with Landon, threw me roughly into the car.

I closed my eyes in despair all the way, just hoping that Karen in heaven wouldn't see this.

Otherwise, how upset would she be?

As soon as we arrived at the hospital, I was immediately carried to the door of the operating theatre.

But Landon yanked on the stretcher and asked the paramedics to stop where they were at that moment.

He gritted his teeth and asked me, "Julie, now tell me exactly where my grandma is. Otherwise, you will die in the hospital today. If I don't sign for you, no one will dare to operate on you!"

The scene in front of me had blurred, and the voices in my ears were getting lower and lower.

Hearing his question, I could only smile helplessly.

"I told you this a long time ago, but you didn't believe me."

Seeing that I still hadn't answered, he cursed me in anger and slammed his fist into the side of my face so hard that it almost reached my cheek.

I closed my eyes, tears slipping from the corners of my eyes.

His eyes were full of resentment. He was just about to ask me again when his phone rang.

It was the staff of the funeral parlour.

"Hello, is this Mr. Landon Wellington? I'm from the funeral parlour. Yesterday your grandmother's cremation and burial contract needed to be signed by a relative, and your friend said you'd probably be back today. Are you available to come over now?"