Her Painful Revenge

Married To My Ex-Fiancé's Silent Uncle

Ming Yue

Twenty minutes before the "Wedding of the Century" at The Plaza, I stood outside the Presidential Suite in a fifty-thousand-dollar Vera Wang gown. I was the girl from a West Virginia trailer park about to marry Hugh Maxwell, the golden heir to a billion-dollar defense empire. I pushed the door open only to find Hugh pinned against the bed with my own stepsister, Floy. She was wearing my bridal diamond necklace, and the sounds of their laughter scraped against my eardrums like sandpaper. I didn't scream; I listened as Hugh grunted that once the wedding was over and the trust fund unlocked, he'd dump "that hillbilly trash" on a bus back to the mountains. They weren't just cheating; they were planning to steal my family's land deeds and leave me with nothing. When I set off the sprinklers and exposed their naked bodies to the paparazzi, the Maxwell family didn't apologize. They called me a "greedy peasant" and threatened to ruin my life unless I signed a new deal to save their crashing stock. I realized then that I was never a bride to them. I was a transaction, a rounding error in a ledger to be used and discarded. They thought my poverty made me weak and my silence made me a victim. "If we don't have a marriage certificate by midnight, the bank freezes thirty percent of our liquidity," their lawyer warned. So, I gave them exactly what they wanted. I used a loophole in their hundred-year-old family covenant and married the only other direct heir available. I didn't marry Hugh. I walked into the ICU and married his uncle, Fleet Maxwell-the legendary war hero who had been in a vegetative state for months. Now, I am the matriarch of the Maxwell dynasty. I've suspended Hugh's executive powers, exiled my mother-in-law to the Swiss Alps, and taken control of the family vault. They think I'm just a gold-digger waiting for a "corpse" to die so I can collect a fifty-million-dollar widow's payout. But last night, as I lay beside my comatose husband, the man they called a vegetable gripped my hand back.

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C1: SNEAKY PRINCESS

WRITER'S POV

CLEARSTONE ROYAL PALACE

"My princess, my princess quickly wear this while I discard the clothes"

a girl said hurriedly as she presented a blue royal dress to a girl who seemed to be of her age as she got rid of the male clothing she wore.

After successfully wearing the blue dress she smiled in satisfaction just then she heard a knock on her door.

she composed herself as she pinned her chocolate brown hair behind, while the other girl went to open the door.

"Greetings to you My queen" she bowed.

The woman who stood poised glared around the room before resting her eyes on her daughter who stood up immediately placing the teacup she was holding on the table.

"greetings to you mother" she said and the woman sighed,

"Lucy dear I came to your room earlier but couldn't find you where have you been without Helene" the woman asked softly.

but Lucy knew her mother was a bit annoyed about her disappearance.

"mother I wanted to stroll alone without her, I apologize for making you worried" she said and her mother hissed.

"Say that to your father, If I hadn't covered for you, Helene would have been punished, since as your personal maid yet she doesn't know where you are" she said and Helene flinched.

They all knew that the king was strict and he doesn't play with his daughter.

"Thank you mother for helping, I made a new type of tea here" she said gratefully as she grabbed her mother and sat her down on a stool and poured her tea from the teapot.

A while later the queen stood up, she was done with her tea.

"Lucy you have to stop walking around alone even though it's within this palace no place is safe.

Also your father has found a suitable match for you he will arrive tomorrow evening you should be present so as not to taint the Donovan's royal image"

she said calmly and the princess nodded .

"I will do my best, mother" she said even though she knew she had other plans but of course she won't ruin their family's image.

The woman took regal strides out of the room swaying her green dress as she left the room.

Helene shut the door heaving a huge sigh as she placed her hand on her chest.

if the queen had found out that her daughter left the palace too in a male dress mixing with commoners she would be punished severely and the princess grounded.

"My princess, thank goodness you came back early," she said, rushing to her side.

"I'm sorry that you could have been punished because of me"

Lucy said as she stared at the floor, one thing she always did when she felt guilty but her maid cheered her up.

" My princess, do you think your suitor would be handsome, one that you would like?" Helene asked and Lucy shrugged.

"I wouldn't know but I don't wish to get married yet I want to be free, and go wherever I want to"

she said as she stared in a daze certainly imagining how it would be but Helene woke her up from her dreams.

"my princess you are twenty now and you should get married the king had allowed you to reject suitors for two years now I don't think he would do so anymore"

she said and Lucy's face dropped.

"Let's not talk about this now, I saw a beautiful lake today but I received the letter you wrote so I came back, I would have to go there tomorrow ok" she said and Helene gasped.

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