Forensic Imperial Concubine

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.