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The Runaway Bride's Secret Billionaire Protector

Chapter 4 No.4

Word Count: 1072    |    Released on: 12/01/2026

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expression unreadabl

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charges for gas. He's just a guy who's

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est. It wasn't him. It was

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lt her face burnin

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over to the beds

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hospital gown. "I c

on the floor and tossed her a pair of grey sw

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brow. "You already o

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the shade of a large oak tree,

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“I sat before the vanity in a lace dress that cost more than a mid-sized sedan, but to me, it felt like a burial shroud. I was the sacrifice being offered to the Ortega family, a human payment for my father's debts and failing company. When I tried to refuse, my stepmother forced a glass of drugged champagne into my hand and threatened to destroy me. She whispered that if I didn't marry the "monster" Cooper Ortega, she'd release psychiatric records proving I was a mental patient who hallucinated a child that never existed. I escaped by jumping out of a speeding limo, tumbling into a ditch and losing everything but my life. A mysterious, scarred driver in a beat-up Ford saved me, but when I limped back home, my father threw me out like trash. My own sister stood in the foyer, wearing my engagement ring and clinging to Lance, the man who had promised to protect me. "You're a sinking ship, Fran," my father sneered before locking the gates. Then I found the recording-my stepmother's voice complaining that the doctor wanted more money because my baby had cried before they took him away. My son wasn't stillborn; he was stolen by the people I called family. I was broken, homeless, and hunted, with only a "poor" driver named Cooper to help me. I didn't know he was actually the billionaire monster I had jumped out of a car to avoid, but I moved into his cramped studio anyway. I'm starting a war with nothing but a cracked phone and a mother's rage. They took my life and they took my son, so now I'm going to take everything they have left.”