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Blind Box Bride Escaped and He Lost It

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 456    |    Released on: 31/12/2025

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Blind Box Bride Escaped and He Lost It
Blind Box Bride Escaped and He Lost It
“The business world's reigning emperor, Ian Wade, was a lunatic. He locked a hundred women inside a villa and treated them like blind-box prizes. Pulling one at random, he would marry whoever he drew. Everyone thought getting picked was luck. Only I knew it was a curse. In my last life, I was the one whose name came up. After being reborn, I planned to destroy the magnetic strip on the blind box and dodge that twisted fate altogether. But by some cruel twist of chance, I still ended up being the "lucky" one. On the wedding day, history repeated itself. Ian took a phone call, panic flashing across his face as he tore off his boutonniere. "Jemma doesn't want to marry. She's threatening suicide. I have to go get her," he said. The man who was supposed to marry Jemma Lane-Leland Riley, the Crownport's golden heir, stormed in, radiating icy fury. He didn't chase after the runaway bride. Instead, he walked straight up to me and looked me over from head to toe. "Ian ran off with my wife," Leland said, grabbing my chin. "His debt becomes yours. You marry me. Fair enough, right?"”