A Bride's Shattered Illusion

lone. I turned my phone off, not wanting to hear Brandon's angry, demanding voice. I expected a day

reluctantly turned back on, buzzed with

s a whip crack of fury. "Do you have any idea the mess you' ve

He wasn' t apologizing. He was

me crystallized into ice. "

to the hospital from the stress of the repor

ng. He was worried about the

r," I said, my voice dripping with sarcas

you, Olivia, get back here right now. We' ll release a statement

al status," I said coldly. "I want a div

last chance. Tell me where you are, and I' ll come get you. If you

cond, I remembered the scared little boy at the orphanage, the one

ocking turned into banging. Then, a key card slid into the lock. Two large men in bl

d, his face impassive. "Mr. Sco

no point in fighting them. It would only create

grabbing my purs

a black SUV. My mind was working fast, trying to figure out his

nd ballroom of the hotel where our wedding was supposed to have taken place. T

should have been my wedding reception. Guests were murmuring, l

e, under the grand flo

ress. The one I had picked out. The one that was tailored perfectly to

h through a quick ceremony, and then deal with the fallout later. He was so desperate to

n leaned in and whispered something to Chloe, making her smile through her tear

He wasn't just careless. He was ruthless. He ha

-known gossip site, who must have

Mr. Scott' s assistant? Wh

shes. Chloe looked like she was about to faint. She clu

you' re talking about," s

tighter, trying to shield her. He looked out at the cr

attention," he said into the microphone, hi

t buying it. More qu

onfirm the identity of

the real Ol

an, took a deep breath, ready to spin a

was m

he shadows and started