Outcast To Queen: The Knight's Vengeful Bride

Chloe steeled itself. She refuse

s, and she would enlist every

d scanned the dark room. Her phone was

old spare phone, the one she kept for emergenc

wed faintly in

thouse-just in case, the driver had said. She remembered Dominic's words: he had told her to th

choice now. She

locked me in my room. I nee

future Mrs. Knight is being held

. The message fl

at in t

de her door, followed by the quiet scrape of

ying a tray. On it was a plate of food and a

n the nightstand. She knelt beside her, her ha

flinch

baby," she whispered, her voice thick with t

dry and cold. "Why? Why di

he is with Dorathy," Susan explained, her words weak and pathetic. "And Dorat

oe's lips. "The man she lo

strong. "Mom, listen to me. Branden and Dorathy bet

ing to her mouth. She knew

Chloe... even if it's true, what can we do? Your grandmother will

re it for a little while. Once she calms down

ast bit of warmth in her heart turned to ash. Her own

om? Are you in there? Grandm

I have to go. Eat something, please." She scu

or closed, Dorath

, her arms crossed in triumph. "How does it feel

ed at her, her

r phone and waving it mockingly. "He told me not to worry a

We've been together for two years, Chloe. While you were planning yo

in Chloe's gut. Two years. They

her face ugly with hate. "Your fiancé, your place in th

e shot up and snatched the

needed the texts, the call logs, any proof th

ve it back!" Dorathy sh

f them st

her head back. She slapped Dorathy across t

t Chloe, then shoved her hard

d shame. She looked down at Chloe, a vicious light in her eyes. Then s