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Abandon Deadly Betrayal, Embrace New Life

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 828    |    Released on: 18/09/2025

n the floor with one hand, her face twisted in a vicious sna

ate cry and twisted, sinking his t

y completely gone. She grabbed the cat by the scruff of his neck and s

n Charlotte's chest. She burst int

tumbling backward. Charlotte scooped up Marmalade, who was t

shaking with fury. She looked at the whimpe

ld, mocking laugh. "He's mine now. Franklin gav

tte whispered, clutchi

f coalesced into a single, kinetic burst of fury. She swung her hand and

his waist. He took in the scene in an instant: Charlotte standing over a crying

And the cat... the cat bit me again! Look!" She held up her wr

elled, her voice raw. "I saw her!

trying to feed him, and he just went

on Hayley' s wrist, then at Charlotte' s furious expression.

Hayley, wrapping a protective arm around her. "This animal is a menace." He turned to a bodygua

do?" Charlotte asked, h

" Franklin said, his voice flat and final. "A quic

desperation. She clutched Marmalade to her ches

snapped, his patience gone. "It's an animal! Ha

cked away, shielding Marmalade with her body

nds closing around Charlotte's arms. She fought, kicked, and screamed, b

nal, heartbreaking cry

ing to her knees, her strength gone. "P

le mask. "This is for your own good, Charlotte.

ran after him, her bare feet slapping against the cold marble floor. She saw

on the car window as it started to

t, her lungs burning, tears blurring her vision. She ran until her legs

into the night. "I hate you," she whispered to the empty roa

for the second time in as many weeks, she lost consciousness in the wake of his cruelty. Her heart, already bro

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“My fiancé Franklin and I had been together for ten years. I was standing at the altar in the chapel I designed myself, waiting to marry the man who had been my entire world since high school. But when our wedding planner, Hayley, who was officiating, looked at him and asked, "Franklin Frye, will you marry me?" he didn't laugh. He looked at her with a love I hadn't seen in years and said, "I do." He left me standing alone at the altar. His excuse? Hayley, the other woman, was supposedly dying of a brain tumor. He then forced me to donate my rare blood type to save her, had my beloved cat put down to appease her cruel whims, and even left me to drown, swimming right past me to pull her from the water first. The last time he left me to die, I was suffocating on the kitchen floor, going into anaphylactic shock from the peanuts Hayley had deliberately put in my food. He chose to rush her to the hospital for a fake seizure instead of saving my life. I finally understood. He didn't just betray me; he was willing to kill me for her. As I lay recovering in the hospital, alone, my father called with an insane proposal: a marriage of convenience to Arden Harvey, a reclusive and powerful tech CEO. My heart was a dead, hollow thing. Love was a lie. So when he asked if a change of groom was in order, I heard myself say, "Yes. I'll marry him."”
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