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Substitute Bride: My Mysterious Loser Husband

Chapter 10 

Word Count: 990    |    Released on: 31/08/2026

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he cascade of merciless, mocking comments. The fire in my che

w does it feel, Avery?" she purred, leaning in. "This is what you get for tryi

ily's "generosity," for Hannah's sake, I had retreated a

to retreat. I was backed

eyes. There was no anger on my face. No tears. Instead, I

her. "What are you smiling about?"

t of her hand. My movement was so fast, so de

stagram and opened

ed quickly, finding exactly what I knew was there: the explic

for the phone like a madwoman. "Avery Hayes

quiet, cutting through the air like a scalpel. "What do you think would happen if I sent these photos to

r eyes wide with sheer p

have absolutely nothing to lose. But you... you're the precious, flawless daughter of the Pierc

lies. "You can't afford a scandal like this. If the Knights see these photos, do you think they'll

sickly gray. She trembled. She never imagined the q

ed the scene unfold, a flicker of

for your nanny's medical bills!" Sienna thre

face, looking directly into her terrified eyes. "So right now, you are goin

ght crack. Reluctantly, with trembling fingers, sh

ground. "T

ated, and squeezed three words t

ng my head. "I

led into fists. She raised her voice, the words dripping wit

ide eyes, I deleted the explicit photos from her

th of relief. She shot me a look of pure, unadulterated hatred, spun a

ph, but with a bone-deep wearine

astic chair, feeling like I

a paper cup of warm water in front of me. "Good for

grateful, ex

ifying situation hadn't changed

on the wall. It was

out, turning to cold ash. The mone

closed my eyes, ready to

hird time, the heav

measured footsteps ech

y eyes and

ouetted against the brig

h an undeniable, overwhelming presence. Broad shoulders, a lean, muscular waist, and an aur

to the light, my breat

e face with piercing, deep-set eyes that loo

y eye in the room, including Dolo

bly low, rich, and magnetic, sending

aze locking onto mine with an in

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Substitute Bride: My Mysterious Loser Husband
Substitute Bride: My Mysterious Loser Husband
“"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?!”