Jilted Bride: Marrying The Disabled Billionaire

Author: Estelle Cramail

Chapter 1

Word Count: 757 | Released on: 21/08/2026

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e Devon Maynard to be your

eyes were on me, their gazes a warm, heavy blanket. The light from the crystal ch

or the New York Specters, handsome enough to be on a magazine c

trembling with an emotion so big

enda, dabbing at her eyes with a silk handkerchief. My adoptive father, Lanny, nodded with sat

to Devon. "And do y

it was stretched thin. His eyes f

I felt it. A tremor of wron

mile

for richer or for poorer..." the

ening. His gaze w

shot into his pocket, pulling

e. It was a stark, bone-white

ning into a cold, hard knot. "De

is lips moved, forming

ely

started to spread through the hall, a ti

e a mess of apology and conflict, but un

voice a low, urgent rush. "I hav

The words didn't comp

nal pressure. "She's going to ki

physical blow.

sponse. He let go of my

air where his tuxedo jacket had been. My body

guests, chased by the blinding flash of cameras, he bolted

officiant stood wi

my god, he actually ran!" "Who is Kaelyn Ma

t a theatrical gasp, but I could

assault of light. The reporters, smelling blood, a

like a branding iron. I had become the punchli

ng into my palms. The sharp sting w

did it like this. In front of the world, g

were scorched dry by the fire that rose f

mera. His face was alight with excite

. "Miss Evans, what are your thoughts on your fi

take a clear shot of this. Later I'll buy the copyright, frame it, and hang it on the wall

. The flashbulbs p

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Jilted Bride: Marrying The Disabled Billionaire

Estelle Cramail Romance

“I was standing at the altar in the grand ballroom of The Plaza Hotel, about to marry my fiancé of three years. But right before saying his vows, he looked at a text, turned pale, and bolted. "Kaelyn is going to kill herself. I can't let her die," he rushed out, abandoning me. I was left alone under the blinding flashes of reporter cameras, the punchline to a cruel public joke. Instead of comforting me, my adoptive parents blamed me for ruining their wealthy business alliance. "Haven't you embarrassed us enough? You're useless," my adoptive father hissed. He shoved a severance check into my hand and abandoned me at the hotel entrance, while my sister mouthed the word "loser". I stood shivering in my heavy wedding dress, an orphan to the entire world once again. I didn't understand why Devon would grind my dignity into the carpet for another woman, and I understood even less how my family could throw me away like trash. I refused to let them see me crumble, and I definitely didn't need their blood money. Looking across the hotel terrace, I saw another abandoned groom sitting alone in a wheelchair. It was Hartwell Madden, the billionaire hockey legend whose fiancée had just dumped him for being crippled. I walked right up to him in my ruined dress, looked into his ice-blue eyes, and made an insane proposition. "My fiancé just left me, and your fiancée did the same. Will you marry me?"”