The Jilted Heiress And Her Protector

Chapter 9

Word Count: 547 | Released on: 14/05/2026

pen. The overwhelming smell of cheap alcohol, sweat

the glowing neon stairs leading to the VIP section,

ers and massive frame to physically block drunk patrons fr

of dancing girls between them. The physical barrier

drunk man aside. He momentarily l

hand clapped down on his shoulder fr

ng, ready to strike. He stopped when h

oriously wealthy, dangerou

r whiskey in his hand. He looked entirel

is eyes scanning Alex's tailored suit. "Didn't expect to see

, his eyes glaring with a dark, unspoken warning. "I am handling personal mat

by the physical threat. "You always were too intensely devoted to your work. But

Colette's ascending figure. "My priorities are exactly wher

s face. He watched the tense line of Alex's shoulders, thoroug

s going to be a disaster," Isaiah warned, r

his back on Isaiah, shoving past t

of the stairs. She stepped onto t

holding up their glowing phones,

e onlookers, her heart poundi

d Julian. He was pinning a sleazy, bleeding middle-a

rically into her hands, playing the perfect victim. Jenna,

fighting like a common street thug over

chest brushed against her back, his solid presen

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Culprit Romance

“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.”