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The Crazy Billionaire Who Loves Me Through Hell And Back

Chapter 4 A Wedding Without A Groom

Word Count: 716    |    Released on: 07/04/2025

her. To her, his face remained a blur, lost in a haze of white mist, his face indistinct. Yet, despite not

to shrink away. But before she could pull back, a firm hand clamped

and smooth, laced with an eerie gentleness. "Miss Sullivan, eat we

cheek intimately before

he bodyguards reacted quickly, shoving a trash bin in front of her just as

dered, and dressed in dark colors, he had one hand resting casually in his pocket. In the blinding light, his coat took on a

.

ense mountain forest

ward an opulent estate. At its grand entrance, rows of servan

in a white wedding gown, intricate embroidery

melody-twice-before falling in

small crowd. Among them, an elegantly dressed

begun. But the

ed the blind bride, feigning ignorance to t

approached Ruby and her husband and conf

he wavered on her feet. "Someone bring me a rope! I sw

and servants rushed f

of a well-dressed, middle-age

oes as he pleases. There's no need to let this get to you. Thankfully, today's guests a

ceremony? Without a g

e, still standing at the center-bouque

. What really matters is the child growing inside her belly, right? As long as she

t restraint. But after five years of blindness, Adeline's hearing h

her," Ruby muttered, her

er face calm and seemingly untouched by the tens

nobody now. Marrying into the Holden family is a bless

ws knitted in hesitation, bu

lected to act as W

a hitch. The rings were excha

her, acting as though nothing were amiss. After the

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The Crazy Billionaire Who Loves Me Through Hell And Back
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“Carrying a child left Adeline trapped in marriage to the ruthless and unhinged Waylon, and everyone doubted she'd survive to see the baby's first breath. Filled with dread but determined, she carefully won him over and soon became his lethal obsession. Yet on the day she planned to escape, Waylon drove their car to a cliff's edge, foot hovering over the gas. "I'm sorry, love-did you just say divorce?" His fingers skimmed her cheek, his tone a deadly whisper. "Defy me, and you pay." Later, drenched in blood and rain, he knelt before her, trembling, and pleaded, "Tell me how to keep you here."”