Forensic Imperial Concubine by Erika Black

She had trouble accepting the fact that Matthew was gay. At that moment, she didn't even know

whether she should laugh or cry.

Deep inside, she wanted to laugh because it seemed that Matthew didn't truly love Harper after all.

Harper was probably nothing

but a pawn who had to pretend that she was in love with Matthew. Due to what she just saw, the fake

Harper began to think that

the stories of romance between Matthew and Harper weren't even true, and Harper only needed to act

like a prince's wife in front

of everyone. But other than that, she also wanted to cry because she just found out that Matthew was

gay.

"Matthew, you..." the imposter mumbled, clearly at a loss for words.

"Matthew, your wife seems to be very upset. Could it be that she has actually fallen in love with you?"

said the man in Matthew's

arms. The man then turned his head to look at the fake Harper, and it was only at this point that she

finally saw his face. She

resented the man who had gained Matthew's affection. That being said, as much as she hated to admit

it, the man had a rather

pretty face. As a man, he looked very charming and pretty. Even though she had only seen his face for

a few seconds, she

thought that he was so attractive that she had difficulty getting a hold of herself.

"You are the only one I love. You should know that," Matthew flatly replied, kissing him on the lips.

"I know that, but I'd prefer not to have people watching us like this," said the man.

Hearing their conversation, the imposter felt a tinge of bitterness in her throat. "Shame on you!" she

yelled out.

This made Matthew's eyes darken. At that moment, he was shooting the imposter quite an intense

glare, which frightened her so

much that she had to take a step back. However, she managed to force herself to be strong after taking

a few steps backward.

"Matthew, are you really going to do this to me?" the fake Harper asked, looking so appointed. Even for

her, Matthew having no

feelings for Harper was very hard to believe. "Was the love you had for me nothing but a lie?"

This question caused Matthew's face to turn livid, as though he could actually kill someone at any time.

In spite of that, the imposter seemed to be completely oblivious of the fact that she had already pissed

Matthew off. Taking a step forward, she added, "Matthew, I love you so much. Are you really going to

leave me for this filthy... Ah!" Before she could even finish what she was trying to say, a punch sent her

flying out of the door. She fell to the ground outside the room and spat out a mouthful of blood. "Who

the hell do you think you are? How dare you insult the one I love?" Matthew asked in a cold voice. The

fake Harper had been left completely stunned when she heard him say that. She immediately got up

and said, "Am I not someone you love as well? I'm your wife after all. Why? Why would you rather be

with a man than me?"

The real Harper, lying in the arms of Matthew, held her chin and had her gaze fixated on the woman

who was fuming with anger. Suddenly, she realized who the imposter truly was. "You? My wife?"

Matthew said, sounding so furious. As he stared blankly at the imposter, he continued, "How dare you

call yourself my wife! You do not even qualify to hold my wife's shoes. I am only allowing you to stay in

my mansion because you're still useful for me for a certain reason."

The imposter was taken aback. She stumbled over her words, "You... What did you say?"

"Matthew said that you are merely a pawn we are using to show the others what we want them to see.

If you're willing to

continue acting as a pawn quietly, you'll be safe here. But if you become greedy and want to gain his

love, the time you're

spending here will come to an end. You don't expect him to love you, do you?"

The fake Harper couldn't help shaking her head, having trouble believing what she just heard. She had

heard that Matthew loved

Harper so deeply, so much so that he never left the Phoenix House every time she was there. But not

once had he ever set foot

inside the Phoenix House since they came back from the birthday banquet.

"Matthew, are you really that cruel?" the imposter asked, feeling so dejected. "Are you really going to

treat me like this? Did you forget that I was the one who cured the poison in your body? I saved your

life!" "Tsk-tsk," the real Harper in Matthew's arms helplessly sighed. "What do you want?" Matthew flatly

asked as he ran his fingers through the real Harper's hair. "I want you, Matthew! I want you to make

love to me!" the fake Harper exclaimed.

Even Fred who was just standing at the door felt so disgusted upon hearing her say that, let alone

Matthew and the real Harper.

Fred began to wonder where Felix found a woman who would pretend to be Harper. Why was she so

loose? She seemed to be

too crazy and desperate for men.

"Oh? So you want someone to have sex with you," Matthew remarked in a deep voice, his voice

sounding quite menacing.

Hearing this, the imposter mistakenly thought that she had just discovered something that Matthew

might want from her. Under

that assumption, she took a step forward and resolutely said, "Yes. I want to have sex with you."

"What?" the real Harper chimed in before Matthew could give her a response. Pointing at herself, she

said, "No way. I don't even

like you."

Although the fake Harper was very irritated at that moment, she choked up her anger and said, "Well,

the feeling is mutual. I do

not like you either. You're not really my type." Then she turned to Matthew and added, "Matthew, you're

the one I want. Please

take me and make me your wife!"

As soon as Matthew heard this, his eyes were filled with so much killing intent. "You do not deserve to

be my wife. But since you

seem to be raring to have sex right now, I'll satisfy your desire. Fred, send this woman to the military

camp and make her a

military prostitute!"

"Please don't do that. I haven't had enough fun yet." The real Harper stopped him right away, gently

rubbing her hands against

his chest.

"I can't stand the fact that someone who's pretending to be you is saying something so outrageous in

front of me. Fred, I want

you to tear off her mask and send her to the military camp to serve as a prostitute. If she ever gets

away this time, I'll kill the one

responsible for it myself!" Matthew exclaimed.