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The Unwanted Bride Takes Back Her Crown

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 806    |    Released on: Today at 11:48

her empty Manhattan apartment. She didn't turn on the lights. She walked straight

Her expression was completely blank. She typed in her cr

director's portal and pulled

addendum, explicitly stating her voluntary forfeiture of all unvested stock options. She demanded immediate processing from the

e hit the enter key. The resignation was s

p speakers. A second later, her cell phone lit up

ainst the wood for ten full seconds. Then, she reach

voice exploded from the speaker, thick wi

self," Annabella s

ou didn't have to storm out of the park like a vi

logic, and she felt absolutely nothing. The panic and the pai

errupted, cutting off his rant. "

thing heavily echoed through the speaker. He clearly

with arrogance. "If you walk away from the firm, you

ella said, her eyes scanning the da

ce spiked in volume. "Yo

ted through the phone from the background.

right here, Donie. Just breathe," he said softly, th

seamless switch from vicious bo

, his voice cold again. "Take a few days to cool off. Don't do anyt

. He ended the call. The dial to

creen. She felt a profound sense o

k-in closet. She grabbed a giant black suitc

designer bag, every piece of jewelry he had given her for an anniversary-she

d photo of them from their trip to Paris. She dropped it straight

is toothbrush, his cologne, and his shaving c

ightly red, but her posture was rigid. She turned on

el, picked up her phone, and

e deed is solely in my name, and I want it gone by the end of the week. Ca

e apartment she had lived in for five years

bed the zipper, and pulled it shut. S

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“At my lavish Manhattan wedding, my groom Ethan abandoned me at the altar in front of five hundred elite guests. His childhood friend Donie had faked a medical emergency by swallowing four melatonin gummies. Instead of apologizing, Ethan's wealthy mother threw a check at me to save their reputation, while Ethan demanded I rush to the hospital to donate blood for Donie's "stress-induced flare-up." For five years, I had been Donie's personal blood bank and Ethan's obedient corporate lawyer, chained by the guilt that Ethan once took a knife for me. But when I finally refused to bleed for her, Ethan weaponized his scar, calling me an ungrateful wretch, and told me to get out of his life. That night, my appendix ruptured. Writhing in agony on my apartment floor, I used my last ounce of strength to call Ethan for help. Donie answered his phone. "Faking an emergency to get his attention? You are pathetic. He is mine." She hung up, leaving me to die in a pool of my own cold sweat. I went into emergency surgery completely alone. I didn't understand how the hero who once risked his life to save me could let his mistress leave me to die. I had paid my life debt with five years of my youth. Why was my absolute loyalty rewarded with such cruel betrayal? When I woke up, Ethan finally called, screaming at me to get back to the office to handle a corporate lawsuit. I calmly told him we were done, wiped his entire family from my life, and took my power back.”
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