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The Jilted Bride's Revenge: Marrying My Ex's Billionaire Brother

The Jilted Bride's Revenge: Marrying My Ex's Billionaire Brother

Author: Gu Mumu
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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1123    |    Released on: Today at 15:40

of her wristwatch. The second hand tic

ew York City Hall ha

e dresses and sharp suits were laughing, kissing, and holding up their marr

Her throat tightened so fast it was hard to pull air

her stomach. Her fingers shook as she unlocked her p

ne rang three times before the cold, aut

squeezed the stems so hard they snapped. The sharp edges of the bro

phone in her

the screen. It wasn't Caleb.

to answer

n to me," Chloe said. Her voice was tight, vibrating with suppressed anger. "Open I

eanor's fingert

at it!" Chl

rembled as she tapped the Instagram icon. The loading c

pped up at the top of the

bass music poured out of Eleanor's phone speaker. The sudden noise sh

nd Manhattan club. The lighting was dark red and purpl

dilated. The ai

, was Caleb. The man who was supposed to be marrying her right n

sparkling diamond tiara. She giggled, leaned

e smiled and reached out to pat Is

, brother, for the best birthday present! I'm the luck

or like a physical

rushed into her brain. Caleb canceling dinner because Isla had a headac

al defenses col

p to her, looking concerned. "Do you

itter, pale smile stretched acro

seconds. In its place, a hot, violent wave of pure anger f

ash can. She threw the broken bouquet of ba

irst steps were stiff, but as she walked, her pace quick

The cold early autumn wind of New York hit her face

up. A yellow taxi pulled over. Eleanor yanked the

?" the dr

aid. Her voice was as

leanor reached up and pulled the white silk ribbon out of her hair-the ri

the screen record button and saved I

red at the message he had sent her at eight o'clock

ng laugh esca

slightly. They were parked in front of the flashing ne

threw it onto the center console. She didn't wait for change

ely stepped in front of the velvet rope. The

rd, please," the t

p and stared directly into the bouncer's eyes.

s made him pause. He exchanged a look with his partner. The second bounc

ded. "Mr. Blackwood is in t

e floor hard as she walked into the main hall. The smell of cheap vodka, expens

e dance floor. She kept her eyes locked on th

-floor hallway stood a heavy door with gold trim. She co

breath, filling her lungs with stale air. She reached

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The Jilted Bride's Revenge: Marrying My Ex's Billionaire Brother
The Jilted Bride's Revenge: Marrying My Ex's Billionaire Brother
“I stood alone in the grand lobby of City Hall. It was exactly noon, and my marriage reservation had officially expired. My fiancé, Caleb, didn't show up. Instead, my best friend sent me a video of him at a high-end Manhattan club. He was wearing his tailored wedding suit, pushing a massive five-tier birthday cake for his sister, Isla. When I rushed to the VIP booth to confront him, Caleb wasn't apologetic at all. He instinctively shielded Isla behind his body while his wealthy friends laughed at me. "Are you done throwing a tantrum? Did you really have to come here and humiliate her on her birthday?" Isla leaned into his chest, fake-crying and begging me not to be mad. Caleb glared at me, warning me that if I walked out the door today, I should never come back to beg him. Looking at the man I was supposed to marry, I felt completely disgusted. For three years, he had canceled our anniversaries and dinners every time Isla had a headache or felt lonely. He genuinely believed his blatant favoritism was justified, leaving me to look like the villain. I realized I had just wasted my youth on a dog. I pulled off my diamond ring, smashed it hard into the top of the expensive cake, and walked away. Just as I left the club, my phone rang. It was Julian Blackwood, Caleb's ruthless, billionaire older brother. "Since you planned on getting married today, you might as well change the groom," his deep voice said. "Become his sister-in-law, and make him bow his head to you." I clenched my ID card and walked straight toward his Rolls-Royce.”