Jilted Bride, Unexpected Proposal

Chapter 3

Word Count: 515 | Released on: 04/07/2025

er, then back at my face, a look o

. It was a short, c

his head. "You' re just doing this to get my attention b

ved his own delusions. He thought my world revolved so completely around

ex," I said calmly. "This is about res

loe is my friend! She' s like a sister to me, how many times do I have to tell

ter" as if they were a magic

ening into one of protective concern. "Come

paused and looked back at me, a f

e crawling back to me in a week, and whe

allroom, leaving a trail of shocked sil

of a different kind. They were about the downfall of the Turne

my mother' s face etched with

ou alright?" my mother a

y my side through the entire exchange. "What is your intention

"My intentions are exactly as I stated,

heir eyes asking the real

et. A week ago, I would have been devastated. I would have chased a

elt... empty. And

er with Alex," I said, my voi

ut this... this is too f

"I know. But the offer stan

more convincing than any

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“Tonight was supposed to be the happiest night of my life, my engagement party to Alex Turner at the grand St. Regis ballroom. He was handsome, the heir to a fortune, and I had loved him for three years. As he reached for the ring, a woman stumbled in, disheveled and crying. "Alex!" she wailed, claiming she' d been drugged. It was Chloe Hayes, his childhood friend, the one he always called "just like a sister." Without a moment' s hesitation, Alex abandoned me on stage, scooping Chloe into his arms and disappearing into a private lounge. The crowd' s whispers and snickers burned my ears. "Did you see that? He just left her." "On their engagement night, too. How humiliating." My joy curdled into a cold, hard knot. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. How could he do this to me, after everything? Why was I always the one left behind, the one humiliated? Just as shame threatened to consume me, another figure stepped into the spotlight. It was Daniel Sterling, Alex' s business rival. He picked up the abandoned engagement ring, ascended the stage, and knelt before me. "He can' t even be bothered to give you the ring himself," he said, his eyes surprisingly kind. Then, he held up the ring and asked, "Jane Lim, he doesn' t deserve you. Will you marry me?" My mind went blank. He then pulled out a stunning emerald bracelet. "This is a Sterling family heirloom," he declared. "It belongs to the matriarch of our family. I want you to have it." In that moment, I saw a lifeline, a chance to reclaim my dignity. Looking at Daniel, a man I barely knew, offering more respect than Alex ever had, I took a deep breath. "Yes," I said, my voice shaking but clear. "I will."”