Married To My Ruthless Childhood Sweetheart

Chapter 9

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to freeze solid as I stood my ground, refusin

e, his chest rising and falling hard before he finally turned

iped her tears with a tissue and tugged gently on

ntal issues from her past scandals,

ering her head to look as pi

I'm willing to stay in the shadows and be the wo

s sickening act made my stomach turn, though I

stained face, a heavy mix of guilt and

inner pocket of his suit jacket, and pu

my throat at the sight of the massive antique s

ry passed down for generations that only the legal

college, I had dreamed a hundred times about the day Fi

la right away; instead, his icy blue eyes shifted over Car

ked like he was waiting for me to scream, cry, or beg him not to give my ri

and spoke in a low, flat voice

ide for five years, so you dese

y worst bully felt like a heavy hammer smashing my ri

st dug my fingernails into my scarred palms and stared b

an's fingers tightened around the edge of th

the necklace out of the box to put it around

round, and walked with heavy steps into the guest

amily heirloom, why did he have to trap

y about how pretty the sapphire looked, while Fi

suite slammed shut with a loud bang, followed by Carmela'

my knees to my chest until night fell and my ph

ate lawn for breakfast to finalize the wedding det

bitter laugh, stood up, and walked into the bathro

r onto my face over and over until my skin wen

chin; since they were forcing me to sit at their tab

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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.”