My Fake Groom Is a Billionaire

Chapter 4 The Man in the Dressing Room

Word Count: 716 | Released on: 05/08/2026

inst the wood as if she could physically barricade him in. He didn't resis

voice low and measured. "You dragged a st

ut something closer to real. Her voice trembled. "My fiancé... he was supposed to be here. He was supposed to marry me

tching his face. No pity.

y find out what happened, it could kill them." She swallowed hard. "I

pped. B

ed a

esperate hope flickering in her eyes. He could have walked away. He should have walked away. He had h

stood there-broken, furious, ref

serious," he

ked through that door, and that means you're my groom. All you have to do is stand next to me, excha

lifted. "And why

wedding-you're lost, you said so yourself. But you could be here for something else. A story. An a

rible one. But she had

e on purpose-a small rebellion against his grandfather's latest attempt to marry him off. He h

ar more in

en know my na

oice was fierce. "You can

er in her eyes. The trembling of her hands. The

t and pulled out a sleek

ther set it up. Another blind date." He let that hang

eted th

," he sa

d. "Alright?

ifferent gesture. "I was going to be

cted negotiation, hesitation, conditions. She hadn'

ng dress, the makeup, the chaos of the room. "I figure I've already

y, one eyebrow arched. "Bu

ad to lean in to hear. "When this is over, you let me leave.

ld his ga

box from the vanity a

nd try to look like

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“Hallie Wade sat in her bridal suite, the delicate lace of her veil cascading over her shoulders as she waited to marry Ethan Carlisle. But minutes before she was supposed to walk down the aisle, the best man burst in with a devastating email. Ethan had abandoned her at the altar for his fragile ex-girlfriend, leaving behind only a cowardly message that his wealthy family would compensate her. Instead of an apology, Ethan's mother and sister cornered her in the hallway. They blamed Hallie for driving him away, viciously mocking her ordinary background. "A teacher from a no-name family, trying to be a princess?" They demanded she keep her mouth shut, swallow her humiliation, and fake her way through the ceremony just to protect the Carlisle family's precious public image. Hallie's heart froze. Her three years of love, devotion, and dignity had been reduced to a cheap transaction. Why should she be the victim buried under their mess? Why should she let them walk all over her while the man who betrayed her got exactly what he wanted? Staring at her reflection, her sorrow shattered into a white-hot rage. She raised her hand and slapped Ethan's smug sister across the face. Then, she pulled out her phone, dialed a discreet number, and ordered a tall, handsome stranger to her suite. If the groom was gone, she would simply hire a new one. Today, she was going to burn the Carlisle family's perfect reputation to the ground.”