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Jilted Bride: The Billionaire Heiress Returns

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 742    |    Released on: Today at 16:47

legs suddenly feeling like l

e a bolt of dark lightning. The powerful slipstream of the speeding veh

d it would be easy to escape without consequence. But to her surprise,

Long, tailored legs stepped out in a steady, rhythmic stride. A black

cold, and magnetic voice cut clea

p jawline and striking, aristocratic features. His deep gray eyes

d seen them somewhere before, but the thro

voice slightly raspy but entirel

stinging cuts on her feet caused her knee to buckle. She started to fall back, but in that split

subtle, cold cologne. Instinctively, she pressed her hands against his chest to create distance

iously, she pushed against him, but instead of lettin

ering in her ice-blue eyes. "What do

fiercely; a stranger's sudden, uninvited

en and unbothered by her hostility. "You're inj

e close proximity. His overwhelming presence seemed to surround her

gotiable weight. Realizing her struggle would only worsen her injuries ag

e plush back seat of the car, a b

at her shivering frame, he stripped off his dry, warm suit jacket and

body heat and that distinct, clean scent, causing a strange

eeks, a fleeting hint of a smile touching the depths of

ooked at him, her ton

"Thank you for accepting my apology, and for giving

stly refused a wheelchair, insisting on walking on her own. Dillon didn't force the issue; instead, h

tte at the end of the hallway. He was facing away from her, speaking quietly on his phone.

and composed. "This is my contact information. If you experience a

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Jilted Bride: The Billionaire Heiress Returns
Jilted Bride: The Billionaire Heiress Returns
“Brenna stood at the altar, the ring on her finger a quiet promise of her three-year relationship with Kadin Mccormick. But when the priest asked for his vow, Kadin backed away. The cathedral doors swung open, and his ex-girlfriend, Hayleigh, stood crying in the sunlight. Kadin rushed to embrace her, leaving Brenna behind as he coldly addressed the crowd. "The wedding is off. What Brenna and I had was just a transaction." The humiliation didn't stop there. Kadin's sister shoved her, tearing her wedding dress, while his mother threw a five-million-dollar check at her face. "Take this compensation and disappear. You are no longer welcome here." Kicked out into a torrential downpour with nothing but her dead mother's wooden box, Brenna was hit by a speeding delivery truck. Lying in a pool of blood, she felt her life slipping away. After three years of devotion, she was treated like disposable trash, betrayed by the man she loved and trampled by his arrogant family. Was this pathetic end really what she deserved? But fate had other plans. When she opened her eyes in a VIP hospital ward, she found she had been saved by New York's most powerful billionaire, Dillon Blackburn. And a distinguished man stood by her bed, revealing a truth that changed everything. She wasn't a nobody from a dead-end town. She was the true heiress of the Sinclair Group. Looking at the torn settlement check on the floor, Brenna chose to claim her birthright. The game was just beginning.”