Craving Touch, I Wed My Ex-Fiancé's Nemesis

Chapter 7 Alliance and Oath

Word Count: 601 | Released on: 04/08/2026

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ce adopt an expression of fragile defiance, her eyes glistening with moist

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e had voiced her true in

gaze steady and patient, like a hunter waitin

he Cross family, under the guise of being my 'guardians,' has taken everythin

med it as a financial crime, a corporate takeover, hiding

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hed on his forehead.

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glanced at the unknown number on his sc

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giving her an address. "My butler will hav

t in her eyes. "Some goodby

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Tangye Wanzi Romance

“For six years, Anastasia lived as the obedient, traumatized fiancée of Juston Cross, relying on his wealthy family after a fire destroyed her own. But during a high-society gathering, Juston publicly humiliated her just to make his mistress, Chanel, smile. Then, he dragged Anastasia away and made an absurd demand. He ordered her to marry another man. "Chanel's family is forcing her to marry Ennis Sharpe, and it would destroy her. You marry him instead. It's a fake marriage so Chanel can be free." Juston commanded her coldly, reminding her that she would be dead in the gutter if his family hadn't taken her in. He expected her to obediently act as a human shield for his true love, arrogantly promising he would take her back once the dust settled. Looking at the man she had devoted herself to, Anastasia finally saw the grotesque truth. Six years of enduring his emotional abuse were a joke. She was just a pathetic charity case to be used and discarded. Instead of crying or begging, Anastasia calmly agreed to his plan. She walked straight to Ennis Sharpe-the dangerous, powerful heir, and the only man whose mere touch miraculously cured her crippling panic attacks. "I need a legal husband, and you need a wife. It's a fair trade." She didn't just want an escape. She was going to become Mrs. Sharpe, partner with the enemy, and make the Cross family pay for everything they stole.”