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

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 894    |    Released on: Today at 15:40

lway. She forced her breathing to slow down. "Julian

losing on the other end of the line. Julian's voice was terrifyingly

led together in confusion. "Retal

ely dismissive. "That is a biological fact, it doesn't mean I tolerate h

beat. A wild, insane thought flashed through her b

er voice shook. She was terri

rried today anyway, you might as well just change the groom. Become his sister-in-law. From now on, every

match directly into the pool of anger sitting in Eleanor's chest. The mental image

a flashed behind her eyelids. She opened her eyes, an

heels hitting the concrete fast and hard. The cold wind hit

told the driver to get back to Ci

Eleanor pushed the door open. The first thing she saw was a mass

as wearing a pure black bespoke suit. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and h

her face. He noticed her messy hair and the slight red

thumb brushed against the corner of her eye, wiping away

cheek. Eleanor flinched and in

ut and wrapped around her

n said. He looked down at her. His voice was low,

ed her jaw. She reached into her purse and pulle

kept his hand on her waist and turned her toward the building.

t in any lines. They were escorted direct

ire standing in her office. Her hands shook as she quickly

ood was printed in bold black ink. Her fingers trem

e for a single second. He signed his name with sharp, aggr

he nib to the paper. The memory of her three years of suffering flashed thr

hud of the seal echoed in the small room

, Eleanor felt like she was floating. Her

tant, Leo, who was standing quietly in the c

g look was gone. It was replaced by someth

nally emphasizing the title. His vo

t her forehead. It was a restrained kiss, but it claimed absolute ownership. Eleanor froze

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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.”