Substitute Bride: My Mysterious Loser Husband

Chapter 4

Word Count: 656 | Released on: 31/08/2026

ossed my phone onto the silk sofa

tudy, his brow furrowed. "Was that Ave

would it be? Ungrateful girl. After all these yea

wn the stairs in a silk robe, yawning.

o a loving smile. "Nothing, sweethea

d away for a second

one rang. It was one o

ace went from annoyed

red into the phone. "Photo

hone. It flew past Sienna's head and smashed agai

med. "Dad! A

rage, pointing a shaking finger

ection. On it, clear as day, was an indec

hand flying

ie bellowed. "He's Avery's boyfriend! You steal

voice was defiant. "I... I love

r. "Bernie, stop yelling at her! What's done is

engaged to the younger Knight son next month! With this scandal,

ust an equipment manager who can't even make the team-he's a violent psychopath! They say he was in a horrible fire and his face is completely disfigured. He's a monster! The Knight f

crifice my happiness for the family

red me. I'd heard the rumors about Rhys

! His last name is Knight! As long as we have a connection to that family, our c

sed onto the

t my furious husband, and an idea spark

" I said, soothing Bernie. "I

her tears. "Darling, stop

up, snifflin

nt to marry him? Fine. We'll fi

ense are you talking about

bborn face flashed in my mind. She needed money,

another daugh

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“"I've given you my entire body, so when are you finally going to kick Avery to the curb?" Behind the half-open door, my hockey star boyfriend of three years was pinning my vicious stepsister to the bed, his voice rough with lust: "Don't mention that depressing loser. I only want you right now." I kicked the door open, slapped the cheating scumbag as hard as I could, and dumped him on the spot. But the real torture was just beginning. My beloved nanny was dying in the hospital, and my adoptive mother held the $50,000 life-saving surgery money hostage. She viciously threw a contract in my face: "Either take your sister's place and marry that disfigured, crippled psychopath, or go plan a funeral for that old bat right now!" On the day of the wedding, my stepsister crashed City Hall with my ex, live-streaming my humiliation to the world: "Even a deformed monster doesn't want you. You're a complete joke!" But as the clock ticked down to the last second, my fiancé was still nowhere to be seen. My hope of saving my nanny was turning to ash. Just as I closed my eyes in suffocating despair, the heavy doors of City Hall swung open. Stepping out of the light was a breathtakingly handsome man with broad shoulders and an aura so powerful and dangerous it made my knees weak. His piercing, predatory gaze locked onto me, and his deep, magnetic voice dropped into the dead silence: "Sorry I'm late." I froze, my breath catching in my throat. Wait... THIS is the rumored deformed psychopath?!”