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The Unwanted Healer's Thirty-Day Fake Marriage

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 810    |    Released on: Today at 15:04

he morning air in L

nt of medicinal herbs clung to her clothes. She carefully poured the dark, boiling li

of multiple car engines sh

the rim, and walked out of the greenhouse. She crossed the manicure

is face flushed with sweat. "The Church family!"

, keeping her body hidden in the shadows.

imeter. In the center, on the plush velvet sofa, sat Eleonora. Mo

ver Eleonora, holding out a tray with a cup of Earl Grey

tailored black suit. His hands were shoved into his pocket

into her designer bag and slammed the broke

celet?" Eleonora demanded, her voice ringing with aut

ia, Cynthia's cousin, walked down wearing a si

nd gasped. "Oh my god! That's min

bbed Celia's hands, her eyes shining wi

the sudden physical contact from this te

like a laser scanner. He took in her messy hair, her

had a jawline carved from ice. She moved with lethal precisi

tomach dropped. She understood exactly what was happenin

he Church family. Her eyes went wide with manic joy. She grabbed

ind-hearted!" Inger gushed, her

. He turned his head slightly, giving Leo

rative development contract as compensation for your... assistance,"

No! We are not paying them off! The Church family

looked like she was going to

face. A dark red blush crept up her neck, and she

les popped. A muscle feathered in his jaw.

o intention of stepping out and claiming credit. Getting tied to a paranoid

the hot bowl and turned t

dge of a tall brass plant stand. The metal scraped

ard the dark hallway like

n's back. She wore a faded, oversized sweater. Her posture wa

irritation and intense wariness seized his chest, as if something completely unco

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The Unwanted Healer's Thirty-Day Fake Marriage
The Unwanted Healer's Thirty-Day Fake Marriage
“Cynthia saved a dying billionaire on a train with a single silver needle, accidentally leaving her broken bracelet behind. Her greedy cousin claimed the bracelet and the credit. Cynthia didn't care. To stop her cruel aunt from pulling the plug on her uncle's life support, she cornered the paranoid billionaire, Dominic Church, into a thirty-day fake engagement. But Dominic was convinced she was a manipulative gold-digger. When his own grandmother secretly laced his mansion with aphrodisiacs to force them together, Dominic's paranoia snapped. He pinned Cynthia against the wall, his eyes filled with absolute disgust. "If you were the last woman on earth, I would cut off my own hands before I touched you." Ignoring her desperate explanations, he coldly ordered his massive bodyguard to throw her into the freezing outdoor pool. The icy water instantly triggered Cynthia's horrific childhood trauma of a deadly plane crash. Her lungs seized. As she sank into the dark depths, thrashing and suffocating, she couldn't understand why the man whose life she had saved was now ruthlessly taking hers. It wasn't until Dominic saw the security footage proving her absolute innocence that his paranoid delusions shattered. Trembling, he dropped to his knees beside her lifeless, blue body. But when Cynthia finally opened her eyes, the thirty-day contract was dead, and she was ready to make him pay.”