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The Fiancée's Grand Design

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 830    |    Released on: 07/07/2025

see visitors. The first to arrive w

. Johnson was dressed in a sharp Chanel suit, her face a mask of disdain. Johnson Sr. sto

l son. He brought more flowers. This time, roses.

ondescension. She didn't bother with a greeting. "Yo

her, too stu

ding, a wedding you were lucky to have, and you manage

d on her arm. "Mother, please. Ava

nefit, a show of him defending

to watch our family name be dragged through the mud. The papers are having

ect Chloe. The Adams family are our oldest friends. They are our people. You, Ava, are.

twisted world, my life, the life of our unborn child, was worth less than

dressed in a soft, white dress, looking angelic and

y bedside. "I am so, so sorry. It's al

I let her. Her skin was cool. H

e only loves me, you know," she murmured, her sweet smile never leaving her face. "He tol

tating blow. I pulled my hand

m, she started sobbing. "I feel so g

ar, were listening. The nurses were watching.

om saved his friend in

acting hysterical. Maybe

ou know. Probably j

and twisting the truth until I w

around her. "It's not your fault, Chloe," he c

the hero, protecting the innocent victim. And I was the h

r. It was a look of warning. A look that

eful. To accept this narrative where

ked at Chloe, hiding her triumphant smirk in Mark's shoulder. I

won. They thought they h

vern. But in that cavern, a single, cold flame still burned. I didn'

on. I was learning my enemy. I was seeing the full

let him see the emptiness there. I wanted him t

cleared. Cleared of love, of hope, of any lingering w

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“It was my wedding day, a dream come true with the man who had pursued me for seven years, the heir to a vast fortune. Our private jet was whisking us to a Caribbean island, my gown a cascade of silk, a secret flutter in my belly signaling new life. Then, masked hijackers stormed the cabin, and in a heart-stopping moment, my fiancé, Mark, shoved me directly into a hijacker' s brutal grasp to protect his childhood friend, Chloe. The force of his betrayal shattered everything, leaving me exposed and humiliated as my exquisite wedding gown was torn. As I bled, losing our child, I overheard Mark' s chilling conversation: the hijacking was a setup, designed to get rid of me. He wanted no trace of our life. After being discarded like trash, I awoke in a hospital, only to hear him bribe a doctor to perform a D&C to erase any proof of the pregnancy, claiming it was for my health. He played the grieving fiancé, but when I confronted him about pushing me, he concocted a flawless lie. He then summoned burly nurses to hold me down for the procedure against my will, his eyes cold chips of ice. His parents brazenly supported his actions, proud he chose social standing over me. Days later, Chloe, his true love, visited my hospital room to gloat, revealing Mark' s plan to leave me after the wedding and sending me a vile picture of them together in my bed. The ultimate humiliation came when he slapped me and threw me out of the penthouse, accusing me of attacking Chloe, a scene she masterfully orchestrated and secretly recorded to mock me further. Left distraught and homeless on a cold New York street, with his betrayal etched deep into my soul, I was consumed by a bitter, cold fury. How could he have been so cruel, so calculated? How could I have been so blind? But what they thought was my end was just my beginning. I received a hidden security camera footage of the jet incident and a clear understanding of their despicable lies. I would survive this. I would make him pay. They unleashed a monster, and I would dismantle his empire, leaving nothing but ruin in my wake.”
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