The Jilted Heiress And Her Protector

Chapter 5

Word Count: 656 | Released on: 14/05/2026

g blankly into the brightly lit mirror. She picked up a tube of expensive red lipstic

droom door, pulling her out of

, expecting Mrs. Davies t

eout bag. The rich, earthy scent of truffle pasta-from the most ex

the small glass ta

ly surprised. The restaurant had a six-month waitin

mask. A strange warmth spread in her ches

ending to walk over and

marble surface of the vanity. The harsh vibr

at the screen. It w

in thirty minutes. Lat

en the warm, fragrant takeout bag on the

across the keyboard, typing a rapid rep

ed, the walls slamming back into place. She

Alex, her voice crisp and detached.

of a second. It was a microscopic movement, but it

s face was an impassive ma

owly. "I will have the kit

mach. She had just rejected his incredibly thoughtful

d to be seen in public with Julian tonight. The gossip columns are

opened the bedroom door

tly. His tone betrayed absolutely nothing.

. She brushed past him into the hallway, the sce

d back to face him, a sudden, f

tely cleared for my dress fitting t

ediately sent a directive to Julian's executive ass

confirmed. His dark eyes met

over the corporate calendar. She turned

d the elevator doors close. He was e

ffle pasta. He carried it down the hall, walked into the pristine kitchen

ed so hard his teeth ached. He closed his eyes, torturing himself w

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“I am the sole heir to the Beaumont empire, engaged to Julian for three years to secure our families' alliance. But on the night of my 24th birthday, he left me waiting at a crowded bar for three hours. I called him twelve times, and he ignored every single one. The next day, he claimed he was busy saving his ex-girlfriend, Abby, from an eviction. He promised to make it up to me at my wedding dress fitting. Yet, right before I stepped out in my gown, he ran off again. He even outsourced accompanying me to buy our wedding rings to my father's imposing Chief Operating Officer, Alex. When my friend sent me a live video from a nightclub, I realized the humiliating truth. Julian had abandoned me at the bridal shop to get into a bloody street brawl over Abby. Even after I rushed to the club and used my family name to save him from being arrested, he still hesitated when his ex-girlfriend grabbed his arm. "Julian, please don't leave me." Hearing Abby's manufactured cries, he chose to stay by her side instead of following me. I stared at his bloody knuckles in pure, unfiltered disgust. Why was I ruining my pride for a man who constantly put another woman first? Without looking back, I walked out of the club and got straight into Alex's waiting car. This time, I am canceling the wedding.”