Abandoned Bride, Avenged Heart

osed to get marrie

in Fiery Car Crash." The headlines were plastered everywhere, on every screen, on ev

he tech world, snatched away too soon. I saw the end of my life as I knew i

ably a gold d

fighting. Maybe s

and a tech mogul? It w

grieving fiancée; I was a suspect, a social climber who had somehow caused the downfall of their golden

essing down on me. The only people who didn't

ulent living room, their faces etched with a

for argument. "We know this is difficult. But you are

ant for nothing. But you must be strong. For

out me; it was about the baby, the heir. I was just a vessel. Still

heir respects, their faces a mixture of sorrow and morbid curiosity. I stood b

when I

The same sharp jawline, the same dark hair, the same way he held his shoulders. My heart

king. She leaned in close, her

hey were always mistaken for each other as boys.

, his expression a per

to Liam's it made my knees weak. "I'm so

ce was more than uncanny; it was perfect. It was unsettling.

The hallway was empty, but as I passed a small, private study, I heard voices from insid

sharp, stripped of its public sympathy. "But she's carrying your child. Was it

entire body went cold. The

voice, answered. It w

so much. Besides, she has a terminal illness and only

pau

ights, and everything will be back to normal. She'll still be the respected wife of a tec

n't dead. He had faked his own death, abandoned me, left me to public humiliation, all for another woman. And his parents

hot it burned away my grief. They thought I was resilient. They thought I would just

ea who they we

I hadn't used in years, a distant relative, a renowned philanthropist known for her work in the

'm willing to dedicate my life to humanitaria

it

most instantly. It w

ties. You will become a vessel for a greater

len. The love I thought I had was a cruel

typed bac

my head held high. I went back into the main hall, back into the crowd of liars and h

!" she shrieked, her

m, their fingers digging int

fury. Fists and hands pushed at me, their voices a

pain was nothing compared to the betrayal. This was just noise. I let them push me, pull my hair, spit their hatred

apped around me, pull

" a voic

the mob, his face a perfect picture of righteous anger. He was playing the h

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