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The Jilted Fiancée's Return To High Society

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 1187    |    Released on: Today at 14:14

Fawn's existence. She had thought they were moving in together as a natural

imed he wanted to wait until they were officially married before touching her

ght she was the luckiest woman in the world to have a man who valued her so highly. It was only much la

intimate with Iris would be a betrayal to the woman he truly loved. The realizatio

.

decided to leave, Iris wa

essly, and left absolutely no trace of herself behind. She wa

er to The Peninsula. She planned to stay in a hotel for a few days until she

op just closing the door behind him, when her ph

evon's voice was a whirlwind of energy. "How did the dress fi

ra Wang, I can recommend another place. My friend just opened a high-end studio in SoHo

ically before realizing Iri

wrong? Did Jayson piss you of

at the sprawling green expanse of Central Park. "Jayson and I brok

wedding is in less than a month. The invitations are a

said, her tone flat a

lative bitch Fawn Mcdonald pulled another stunt,

do with her this time. I'm jus

throw a tantrum. But this time, do not back down. Ignore his

lf-deprecating laugh that

t had been over a day, and Jayson hadn't made a single attempt to reach her through

became too much to bear. But no matter how much she cried or screamed, Jayson always

, Iris would always be the one to break. She would always

in her aunt's house. It was Jayson who had healed her childhood trauma, promising to alwa

th Jayson. They whispered that she couldn't live without him,

tionally provoked her by wearing Jayson's shirts or post

n Devon, her fiercely loyal best friend, thought

dignity in front of Jayson was entirely her o

his time. I'm done be

other end, followed by a sudden,

evon shouted, her voice

us woman in New York. You have talent, you have brains

ause I knew you loved him, but I am so glad you're done! Next time I

lingering sadness in Iris's voice. It was

Iris. He's not worth your tears. Are you at the a

e to take out her toiletries. "That place belongs to Jayson.

and moved out proved to Devon that this

omething this huge? You p

ownhouse in the West Village is fully renovated, th

Iris hated imposing on people. She

m going to look for an apartmen

t streak. But she wasn't about to let Iris wallow in

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“On her wedding dress fitting day, Iris watched her fiancé leave without hesitation-summoned by a single call from his mistress. She walked home through the freezing rain. When a brutal fever left her barely conscious, she begged him for help, only to get his cold dismissal, with the mistress's soft laugh clearly audible in the background. No one knew the truth behind their glamorous engagement: for years, he'd refused to touch her under hollow excuses, while showering another woman with all his affection. After pouring everything out to her best friend that night, Iris was done. She blocked his number, moved out of the luxury penthouse, and cut off all her parasitic relatives. She was leaving her man-centered life behind, and finally living for herself. What she never saw coming was a reclusive Wall Street billionaire who'd set his sights on her years ago. The second she walked away, he set his plan in motion-ruin the man who wasted her, and make her completely his.”