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The Fake Blind Bride's Sweet Revenge

The Fake Blind Bride's Sweet Revenge

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1134    |    Released on: 12/11/2026

ench of YSL Black Opium perfume. Through the darkened living room of Peninsula Hotel's fifteenth

f the foyer, her slender fingers curled tigh

Mccullough, the man who had played the role of her devoted, saintly fiancé for three relentless years, was cur

era Wang veil Gisela had spent six

he cushions as she arched her back, digging her manicured nails into his shoulder

sgust. "She's a blind orphan who can't take three steps without that pathetic stick. Besides, she too

ilk gown beneath her, the fragile fabric tearing under her Louboutin heels. "You're real

ce. "Three years I've played the faithful martyr. I even paid the orderly fifty grand to set that damn nursing home fire, then r

th unvarnished malice in the dim cit

lose match for your cardiac profile. Tomorrow at noon, the second the registry papers are stamped by the Cook County clerk, I become her

hadows of the foyer,

d returned th

walls of the Lamb Neurological Institute. She had kept it a secret, dreaming of looking into Branson'

d shown her the butcher

offshore aviation patents. They wanted her

mped her teeth down viciously on the web of her left thumb. The metallic tang of

loor before I can make it to the elevators. I will end up in a priva

Absolute, crushing

isela deliberately tapped the tip of

k. C

a gunshot in the

ull up his trousers and tuck in his wrinkled tuxedo shirt. Cristine frantical

iberately unfocused, staring into the middle distance w

fectly pitched. "Is someone there? I... I heard a glass bre

tly melting into nauseating condescension. He stepped forward, sweeping a gl

ade Gisela want to vomit acid. "Cristine came up to drop off the final seating chart. You s

before letting him guide her back to the threshold

han life, Gisela,"

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d raw. She spat the sip of water into the marble sink, then poured the rest of the glass after it. Sh

zzed with manic energy. The lead celebrity makeup artist was fa

wn. Zeus Global Holdings' chairman-Coleman Cox himself-checked into the top-floor presidential penthous

r hero, and ruthlessly untouchable. If only he wasn't Cristine

or, Gisela's vacant expression dissol

man

Washington's defense contracts and Wall Street's deepest trusts. And, crucia

ng aside the makeup art

you going? The photo

isela replied, her v

velvet box containing the single object her late father had

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“I had been pretending to be blind for months. On the night before my wedding, I heard muffled groans coming from the living room. Peeking through the cracked door, I saw my fiancé tangled on the sofa with my pampered adopted sister. For three years, he had played the devoted lover after I lost my sight saving his life in a car crash. But now, they were laughing about how I was just a clueless blind idiot. They weren't just having an affair. "Once she signs the medical forms tomorrow, her rare heart is mine," my sister giggled. "Don't worry," my fiancé murmured back. "Right after the ceremony, the surgical team is ready to fake her sudden brain death." The metallic taste of blood filled my mouth as I bit my hand to keep from screaming. I had sacrificed my career as an elite pilot for him. Every sweet word he ever said was just a trap to cut out my beating heart to cure her illness. But I wasn't going to be their sacrificial lamb. I calmly walked back to my closet and put on the custom lace wedding dress my sister had picked out for my coffin. Clutching the silver military dog tag my late father left me, I slipped out into the pouring rain. I was going to find the most ruthless billionaire in Chicago, and I was going to make him marry me tonight.”