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From Puck Bunny To The Rival's Queen

From Puck Bunny To The Rival's Queen

Author: Zhen Xiang
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1308    |    Released on: Today at 15:58

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edding dress store at Vera Wang fo

er supply of champagne, approached for the third time. "Mis

thing, a heavy cloak set

My voice was steady, prac

with a photo of us from seven years ago,

last text, sent when I arrived,

here,

l uneasy inside. However, I force

overing over the k

think you'l

ssed

me dizzy. He was probably in a team mee

rated in my

ning into the one reserved just for

paused, a beat of confusion before his voice came through,

y, I forgot. We had a la

logy in his tone

My heart skipped

e right words, or maybe just the least offensive one

ynn B

, my world see

his first love.The one with a prestigious maste

so hard to maintain. "So you forgot our weddi

ropping to that familiar, dismissive tone. "This is im

om his side. "Don, who're you talking to

noise became slightly softer. "Listen, I will ca

commotion: the sound of a cup being knocked over, a ch

ocelynn? You're drunk, let me take you back to rest." His tone

slipped from my fingers. I didn't hang up the ph

Then, I heard these words below: Seven years of love, seven

voice: "That's your fiancée, isn't she? She seems

heard Donav

her at all. I simply regard her as a secretary who takes care of my daily needs. Besides, marrying her is... it's a responsibility.

career to take care of you wholeheartedly. I know that you still love me, and actually... I can't forget you either. But it's not fair to he

the moment you returned to here a few days ago, but it's a critical period of my career, and I

ut ... will it hurt her too much?"? But if you really decide, I don't want y

h this mess of Cordia. Then we'll be together fair and

I'm th

ed to be blocked by something, preven

an I loved fo

table. Donavon's face stared up from the cover, the headli

the reason he could be a hermit. I managed

ow thinks that I'

eturned to here a few days ago, he has always come home l

ought I would be very painful, but

he disappointment accumulated over the p

just hung up t

ector rushed to my side, her face a mask of ca

gossamer veil from my hair. I handed it

not co

ress, the one I had thought w

't wan

, I walked to the dressing room, changed back into my

one buzzed with a

e a child. I'll

led over to the side of th

email to his assi

eave of Abs

ak

d. I need to request a one-month leave of a

rd

be relieved. He would think I was finally be

and closed

signation letter.I wasn't just leaving him. I was leaving th

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From Puck Bunny To The Rival's Queen
From Puck Bunny To The Rival's Queen
“For seven years, I played the perfect fiancée and glorified personal assistant to Donavon Bray, the star forward of the New York Dynamos. But at a glittering charity gala, I overheard a conversation in the shadows of the terrace that shattered my world. "Getting engaged to Cordia was just a habit, a responsibility. Jocelynn is the one I've always wanted." Overnight, the media crowned Donavon and his newly returned childhood friend the golden couple. He paraded her around town, treating her with a chivalry and tenderness he never once showed me. He even publicly fired my loyal assistant, sneering to the entire front office that they needed "real professionals" like Jocelynn, not someone who just fetches coffee. My own best friend took to social media to side with them, mocking me as the "wrong time" in his epic romance. To Donavon, I was just a lucky "Puck Bunny," a clueless prop meant to stroke his ego and manage his schedule. He had no idea I was two months away from finishing my master's thesis in predictive data modeling at MIT. So, I took off my diamond ring, blocked his number, and quietly signed a contract to become the Chief Data Analyst for his team's biggest corporate rival. As I prepared to dismantle his multi-million dollar contract with my own algorithms, I was ready to show him exactly what a glorified assistant could do.”