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Nine Rejected Marriages, I Wed My Ex's Rival

Mattie Valelly

Amelia sat alone at the City Marriage Bureau, watching the clock tick down to closing time. Fifteen minutes before the doors shut, a phone call shattered her last flicker of hope. Her fiancé, Kayson, wasn't coming. He had abandoned their wedding registration because Kamila-her stepsister-had twisted her ankle. It was his ninth broken promise. When Amelia returned home, there was no comfort. Her biological mother sneered at her humiliation, shielding the stepsister while ordering Amelia to apologize to Kayson. "Who would she marry without Kayson?" her mother mocked. "Let's see how long she survives out there without his money." Meanwhile, Kayson arrogantly dismissed her absence. Finding out she had vanished, he just laughed it off with his assistant. "It's just a tantrum to force my hand," Kayson smirked. "She still can't live without me." After nine years of absolute devotion, she was nothing but a convenient placeholder to the man she loved, and a worthless joke to her own family. The suffocating weight of their betrayal finally snapped something inside her. She packed a single suitcase, threw away nine years of anniversary gifts, and permanently blocked Kayson's number. Standing in the freezing wind, she pulled out her phone and dialed the private number of Kayson's biggest, most ruthless rival. "Mr. Thornton, what you said seven months ago... does the offer to marry me still stand?" Ten minutes later, a sleek black Maybach pulled up to the curb.

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As Leena Yang glanced at her watch, she immediately rushed into the dressing room. She threw in her shoulder bag, murmuring to herself, "Don't be late. Don't be late!" There were only five minutes left! Leena Yang threw her sneakers to the side of the dressing room before unzipping her shoulder bag. She dug out some high heels and lingerie.

She opened her locker and took out her suit. After getting dressed up, the image of an innocent college student faded away in the picture. Standing there was a strong business woman ready to take on the world.

Leena Yang Yang tied her long hair in a bun, leaving no strands out. She then took out her sunblock and rubbed it on her face. Without another word, she walked right out of the dressing room. Mary, who was outside waiting for her, was stunned.

"Director Yang, I didn't know you were so fast! It only took you three minutes to change."

Mary was just a waitress, and she was also working under Leena Yang. Mary rushed in to put the other stuff away.

According to the rules of their five-star hotel, waiters must be dressed properly. Except for necessary accessories, other jewelries, including watches, shouldn't be worn. It was a strict directive that everyone must follow.

"I slept late last night, and I woke up late," Leena Yang grumbled, frustrated.

"But you're always on time." Mary blinked in surprise. Normally, Leena Yang was never late. In fact, she was always on time that some might believe she was a robot!

Pursing her lips, Leena Yang didn't bother to reply. She actually stayed up last night because she was finishing up her paper. She didn't go to bed till three in the morning. Finally, she went to the hotel at eight in the morning to organize the cleaning staff, so she was almost late.

For these years, she had kept her life as a student a secret from her co-workers.

Leena Yang strutted out the dressing room, nodding at the waiters passing by. It was then when Lewis Liu, the general manager of the hotel, walked in. Seeing that she was in such high spirits, he waved his hand and pulled her into his office. "Promise your Uncle Lewis that you'll finish your work this month. I'll introduce better jobs for you after."

Leena Yang frowned. "Doesn't Simon want me working here?" Simon was the boss of the hotel.

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