Marrying His Rival: The Ex-Fiancé's Nightmare

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she faked a kidnapping, he locked me in an industrial freezer for six hours until I turned blue. And wh

as stealing my designs and faking a pregnancy. He tho

mistake. He didn't m

the water and made a cal

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ulse against the silk of my gown. The message displ

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