Fluoxetine

Nine Rejected Marriages, I Wed My Ex's Rival

Mattie Valelly

Amelia sat alone at the City Marriage Bureau, watching the clock tick down to closing time. Fifteen minutes before the doors shut, a phone call shattered her last flicker of hope. Her fiancé, Kayson, wasn't coming. He had abandoned their wedding registration because Kamila-her stepsister-had twisted her ankle. It was his ninth broken promise. When Amelia returned home, there was no comfort. Her biological mother sneered at her humiliation, shielding the stepsister while ordering Amelia to apologize to Kayson. "Who would she marry without Kayson?" her mother mocked. "Let's see how long she survives out there without his money." Meanwhile, Kayson arrogantly dismissed her absence. Finding out she had vanished, he just laughed it off with his assistant. "It's just a tantrum to force my hand," Kayson smirked. "She still can't live without me." After nine years of absolute devotion, she was nothing but a convenient placeholder to the man she loved, and a worthless joke to her own family. The suffocating weight of their betrayal finally snapped something inside her. She packed a single suitcase, threw away nine years of anniversary gifts, and permanently blocked Kayson's number. Standing in the freezing wind, she pulled out her phone and dialed the private number of Kayson's biggest, most ruthless rival. "Mr. Thornton, what you said seven months ago... does the offer to marry me still stand?" Ten minutes later, a sleek black Maybach pulled up to the curb.

Billionaires Modern Rival in love Flash marriage Hidden Identities Billionaire

Download the Book on the App

It was Linda Ye's wedding night.

She was sitting shyly on the big bed in the SN Mansion, the mansion of the Bo family, clenching her hands. She had just taken a shower, and was wearing only an expensive silk nightdress. It was obvious from her demeanor that she was extremely nervous.

The man she had married was Cecil Bo, whom she had secretly loved for ten years.

He was the famous business mogul who headed the Bo Group.

Right now, their wedding ceremony was the talk of the town in Los City.

Linda was the only one who knew that it was not as beautiful and perfect as it seemed to be.

The truth was, she was not the woman that Cecil wanted; she was just a substitute for the original bride. While pretending to be someone else, she had exchanged wedding rings with him on the altar, as witnessed by countless celebrities.

Of course, she had been more than willing to do it.

At this moment, footsteps could be heard from the hallway, seemingly advancing towards the bedroom. When Linda heard the sound, she clenched her fists more tightly, digging her nails into her palms. She was so anxious that she didn't even feel the pain.

Her husband appeared at the door.

He staggered towards her unsteadily, as if he had drunk too much.

As he approached her, the smell of alcohol mixed with his scent overflowed her nose, awakening her senses.

Linda held her breath in anticipation of what was about to come.

With a goofy smile at the corners of his mouth, Cecil raised her chin with his long finger and said, "Leona, we're married."

Leona Ye was Linda's younger twin sister.

She had run away from home three days ago, leaving only a note in her bedroom that read, "Dad, Mom, I'm sorry! I can't marry Cecil."

Needless to say, their parents hadn't expected her to make such a fuss just three days before her wedding. Not knowing what to do or who to turn to, they were on pins and needles. Moreover, angering the Bo family was the last thing that they wanted to do. Afraid that the Bo family would get wind of the news, the Ye family had sent people to look for Leona in secret.

At this critical moment, Linda had stepped up and volunteered to marry Cecil on behalf of Leona to deal with this situation quietly.

Read Now