The Jilted Blind Bride's Spectacular Comeback

Chapter 4

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voice tense. "Boss,It has the Goodwin fam

Surprise flashed in his gray-blue eyes, ins

o the makeup table. "That blind idiot can't even walk straight.

ng with fierce jealousy. "She dropped it on purpose! She's try

ng with contempt. "She can't even feed herself without me. Give her three

redit card under her name. Let her see what happ

ke up from her short nap on t

face calm again. "Your checkup is done. Use the

dy and cold. "Emelia, I'm leaving Phila

around her clipboard. "Manhattan? Why s

of the Grimes family, they keep pressuring me to take the place of their precious bio

r curve to her lips. "Rumors say he's a violent tyrant with severe bipolar disorder. At

her breath catching in her throat for half a se

teady. Nobody knew better than she did how that so-called tyrant had nearly k

ontract. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement with a stric

tay out of her way? That man had

id, pulling a silver pill case from her drawer and handing i

g, and put her dark sunglasses back on befo

side and pulled out the encrypted phone, typing rapidly: [She

e screen lit up with a

o Philadelphia to pack, Keira stood in

he study, unlocked her personal safe, and packed all her ancient

ell on several sketches Cory had drawn of her "dream

paper shredder beside the desk. Over the loud grinding noise of the blades, the phone

der, Keira looked at "Richard" flashing on

ne hand. Richard's bossy, impatient voice barked through the speaker immediatel

wyer," Keira said, her voice completely flat.

her voice shrill. "If Alexandrea weren't too delicate to handle that lunatic, do you think a blind chari

he charger. "Relax. I will show up at City Hall as agreed. And f

ung up and blocked every single nu

he dining table and walked out into

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The Jilted Blind Bride's Spectacular Comeback

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“For three years, I lived in pitch-black darkness, relying entirely on the gentle promises of my fiancé, Cory. But on the morning my vision miraculously returned, I pried open his locked desk drawer and found our marriage certificate stamped with bright red ink: VOID. Right underneath was a gold-embossed wedding invitation for today. The groom was Cory, and the bride was Chasity Owen. I rushed to the hotel, hiding behind my dark sunglasses and white cane, only to watch them share a passionate kiss by the champagne fountain. Chasity cornered me in the bridal dressing room, grabbing my chin and mocking me for being a blind idiot. "You were just a cheap shield he used to stall his family's marriage arrangements. Now that he has his trust fund, a defective piece of trash like you isn't needed anymore." Cory even froze my credit cards, boasting to his assistant that without his charity, I would be crawling back on my knees begging in three days. To make matters worse, my adoptive parents threatened me, forcing me to marry a notoriously violent, bipolar billionaire in Manhattan just to spare their precious biological daughter. Every sweet word Cory had ever whispered was a sickening joke. They all thought I was just a helpless, blind pawn, completely at their mercy. But they had no idea my eyes were fully healed. I calmly severed the hidden seams of Chasity's couture gown, dropped Cory's cheap ring down a sewer grate, and turned my back on them all. Instead of running away, I walked straight into the armored SUV of that terrifying billionaire, ready to play the game by my own rules.”