My Fiancé Planned to Fake His Death, So I Married My Nemesis

ding, Ryan Brooks threw h

ast taste of freed

cked tightly in his arms, his eyes br

e already arranged everything. I'll fake my death

er been an equal match to begin with. It was the Bro

bear to part, Clara calmly slipped the ring onto

ightly as she spoke in

from now, co

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s and Margaret Hayes didn't

ver truly been worthy of

placement choice would be Ethan, the man she

her's throats for years. Do you real

wedding invitation

nce that came from deep wi

project, tearing into each other without mercy. At one poin

e knew he w

an who ruled Hayes Group like an emp

way from an opportunity

point alone, he had e

lightly and shook her head. That wasn't som

Ryan? Did yo

ft laugh as she me

A dog in heat can't unders

the framed photo beside the bed. It w

through her stomach so vi

But even more than that, sh

man like him so openly, so recklessly, as

it up the entire city skyline with firewor

ration, she flew back overnight and acquired the c

rayed desperately for his recovery, staying up nig

e unbearably stupid she felt. With one sharp m

s the room. Then sudd

frame was a tiny line of tex

ded it to her back then, swearing i

much that she kept it by

ad all been lies from

across the shattered gl

t on lies meant

rgency meeting notice to the se

ended to erase Ryan Brooks

Clara Hayes had ever

e from him... was every privilege he h