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I Married my Ex-boyfriend's Elder Brother After Breaking Up

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 751    |    Released on: 01/02/2026

t banquet mad

stir, as everyone assumed it was me

to manage the mess created

countless time

t when he received the ne

ld understand the bigger picture. The engagement banquet is just a formality, not important. I'll make it

e sure that I was still the pet and

the first tim

ing dinner between

ehead and criticized me in front of everyone. "The Yates family spent so

assment. I had the urge

erent gazes of the elders. But Bowen was

aid with a raised eyebrow and a smile. Then he swapped his perfe

never been favored, thoug

sual benevolence of Bowen or a way to

s just a whim, but I

I lowered myself to the

ow, it was noth

quet, Brice didn't take

he mountain, stopping at the entrance of

Even his grandfather had repor

en the door, I

f any women, but sunfl

living room, and even the garden outside the

and vibrant like

a bit

wers because Bowen thought they were tacky,

pretended to

d the servant

aturally with respe

n, dinner

here are yo

arsed countless times and ju

ptuous, filled wit

tle oil, unlike Bowen's prefere

table and spoke little. He

s arranged in th

e cold and hard. Yet the style exude

and twisted the sheets with m

first move on stage, I

ed, and Brice walked o

his torso and disappeared i

noticed my rigid posture. "You were quite bold kissing

on his knee by the bed. Hi

ure was i

eyla, do you

p and remai

b brushed over my lips, turning

ow," he whispered as he le

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I Married my Ex-boyfriend's Elder Brother After Breaking Up
I Married my Ex-boyfriend's Elder Brother After Breaking Up
“Before the engagement ceremony began, Bowen Green was nowhere to be found. He merely left me a message. "Rosie had a heart attack. I must go and stay with her. Let Bowen handle today's wedding ceremony for me. It's just a formality anyway." Dressed in my wedding gown, I stared at the photo of him and Rosie Price embracing tenderly in the hospital. My fingernails dug into my palm. At that moment, I didn't show my anger. The door opened, and Brice stepped in, clad in a black suit. He was tall and imposing, with a suppressed darkness swirling in his eyes. I looked up at him, rumored to be cruel, and suddenly smiled. "Brice, do you dare to marry me?" Brice's eyes deepened, locking onto me like a wolf. "Leyla Yates, you're asking for it."”