Love You Kill You Female Edition

Marrying My Runaway Groom's Powerful Father

Temple Madison

I was sitting in the Presidential Suite of The Pierre, wearing a Vera Wang gown worth more than most people earn in a decade. It was supposed to be the wedding of the century, the final move to merge two of Manhattan's most powerful empires. Then my phone buzzed. It was an Instagram Story from my fiancé, Jameson. He was at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris with a caption that read: "Fuck the chains. Chasing freedom." He hadn't just gotten cold feet; he had abandoned me at the altar to run across the world. My father didn't come in to comfort me. He burst through the door roaring about a lost acquisition deal, telling me the Holland Group would strip our family for parts if the ceremony didn't happen by noon. My stepmother wailed about us becoming the laughingstock of the Upper East Side. The Holland PR director even suggested I fake a "panic attack" to make myself look weak and sympathetic to save their stock price. Then Jameson’s sleazy cousin, Pierce, walked in with a lopsided grin, offering to "step in" and marry me just to get his hands on my assets. I looked at them and realized I wasn't a daughter or a bride to anyone in that room. I was a failed asset, a bouncing check, a girl whose own father told her to go to Paris and "beg" the man who had just publicly humiliated her. The girl who wanted to be loved died in that mirror. I realized that if I was going to be sold to save a merger, I was going to sell myself to the one who actually controlled the money. I marched past my parents and walked straight into the VIP holding room. I looked the most powerful man in the room—Jameson’s cold, ruthless uncle, Fletcher Holland—dead in the eye and threw the iPad on the table. "Jameson is gone," I said, my voice as hard as stone. "Marry me instead."

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When Mango Shen got the pregnancy test result, she shed tears of joy.

She was pregnant!

She was pregnant with Nathaniel Ye's child!

After three years of marriage, she finally had his child, which was too difficult for her.

She was on her way out with the test result in her hand, and a smile on her face. She couldn't wait to deliver the good news to Nathaniel. Yet, when she turned around a corner, a familiar figure flashed by.

"Macy Cho?"

Nathaniel's first love! She came back! How come?

Mango quickly followed her, only to find that Nathaniel, who was supposed to be in the company, was accompanying Macy and carefully holding her. And her stomach was obviously impregnated with a baby more than five months old.

"Nathan, I'm fine. Don't be nervous. The child is going to be OK."

"Be more cautious. After all, the child in your belly is the first child of our Ye Family. We can't take the risk."

Macy's smile looked happy, and Nathan treated her gently. This scene deeply hurt Shen Mange.

"What are you doing?"

Mango suddenly held the pregnancy test sheet in her hand, and her nails pierced her palm through the paper, but it was less than one-thousandth of the pain in her heart.

Mango was not always in her best health condition. In order to give birth to a child for Nathaniel, she tried all the folk prescriptions and tried every hospital in the past three years. She almost died several times. Yet, when she finally confirmed her pregnancy, the least she would expect, was that Macy pregnant with Nathaniel's baby too.

"Why are you here?"

Nathaniel's brows suddenly furrowed. His eyes, which were as gentle as water, had also become sharp and cold, as if the temperature around him also dropped to subzero.

Mango could not help but went forward to question him, when seeing the change of his attitude.

"Why am I here? Nathaniel Ye, I am your wife. Now you are accompanying the mistress to the pregnancy test. How dare you ask me why I am here?"

Her question attracted the attention of the people around.

Macy suddenly cried with grievances.

"Nathan, I'm sorry. I got you into trouble. If I hadn't come back and told you about the existence of our child, or if I had forced myself to give up the baby, maybe I wouldn't have you misunderstood by Mango. Sorry, it's all my fault."

After that, Macy turned and ran.

"Tom, follow Miss Cho and watch out for her. Make sure everything is alright with her and the baby. Or you are in trouble."

Sense the anxiety in Nathaniel's voice, Thomas Song, Nathaniel's assistant, sprint to follow her.

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