Married To My Ruthless Childhood Sweetheart

Chapter 6

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my afternoon flight, I pointed at a

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arly not expecting me to give in so e

and realize how lucky you are

cing at the antique clock on the wall; the taxi I had secretly ordered to tak

ng, and her voice turned sickenin

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negan's controlling mot

arp suspicion, called two burly bodyguards over to block

up down and stood up to leave early, onl

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hed my stomach, bent over at the waist, an

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ut I grabbed the heavy bronze vase off the coffee table and

tairs to my bedroom, ripped the black canvas bag

econd-floor balcony railing, slid down the iro

through the bushes and scaled the six-foot iron fence at t

w taxi was parked with its hazard lig

rything I had, only ten yards away from freedom, when the

t and drifted sideways, slamming on its brakes to block the road

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smoked on the asphalt, I yanked my tie loose and crus

med into my penthouse in her high heels and sla

an booked a one-way ticket to Seattle for to

Eleanor intercepted straight into

ed woman on a leash, you don't de

ket had felt like a heavy fist crushing my

Boston and run across the country tha

had run out of my apartment without even changing my clothes, staring at the red GPS

from my headlights with that black canvas bag on her shoulder,

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“I was forced back to the wealthy Davenport estate after five years of exile, just to be a prop at my stepsister's wedding. But my nightmare truly began when my childhood sweetheart, Finnegan, now an NHL superstar, trapped me in a PR marriage contract to save his team's image. My father threatened my best friend's life to force me to sign, and when I tried to run away, Finnegan dragged me back. He kissed me fiercely in front of the flashing cameras, claiming I was the only woman he ever wanted. But the moment we were in private, his fake girlfriend Carmela showed him self-inflicted scratches on her arm. "Look at her! She's a violent lunatic!" Without hesitation, Finnegan chose to believe her over me. Right in front of my eyes, he handed Carmela his family's antique sapphire necklace-the heirloom meant only for his legal wife. The next morning, my own father cornered me in the bathroom, jabbing his heavy cane into my shoulder and bruising my chin. "I want you to wag your tail like an obedient dog and lock Finnegan's heart down!" I couldn't understand why Finnegan locked me in this hell if he loved someone else, or why my family wanted to destroy me so badly. Just as my father unlocked the door, Finnegan was standing right there in the hallway, his eyes locking onto my bruised face and tears. I wiped my face and looked back at them coldly. Since they forced me to sit at their table, I would make sure they all choked on their own game.”