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

Chapter 5 

Word Count: 891    |    Released on: Today at 15:40

he condensation off the mirror and looked at the row of brand-new, high-end women's

r head. The fabric fit her body perfectly, clinging to her curves. The lack of

her lungs with the warm, humid air

m were off. Only a single, dim ye

ing a tablet, reading a financial report. He had changed into a set of b

up. His eyes dragged over her body in the silk d

anor. She stood frozen at the foot of the

the mattress. He patted the empty space beside him. His

ck the heavy duvet and climbed into the bed. She laid down on the absolu

ding to sleep. But every muscle in her body was pulled tight

. He could see the rigid line of her spine and the sligh

t, hovering in the air abo

of the duvet. With one smooth motion, he wrapped his long arm around her

instinctively started to thra

rated against th

Julian murmured. He rested his chin on her

, worked like a sedative. The panic drained out of Eleanor's muscles. The sheer exhaustion of

Club, the party was still going. Empty ch

around in his hand. His eyebrows were pulled together in

her soft body against his shoulder and pouted. "Brot

s arm away. He scoffed loudly. "She's just throwi

nor without you, Caleb? I bet you ten grand she'll be cryin

ently and tossed his phone onto the table. "Let he

was completely blind to the reality of the situati

Moonlight sliced through the gap in the cur

over. She buried her face directly into the heat of Julian's chest. Her

pletely rigid. His breathing turned ragged and hea

arms. His eyes were pitch black. The beast inside his

h. He could feel her warm breath on his skin. But he stopped. He turned

t, holding her so close it felt like he

ow only he could hear it. "Eleanor. You walked

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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.”