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The Billionaire Fiancee's Revenge

Chapter 3 Broken Wings

Word Count: 862 | Released on: 29/10/2025

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or, each step echoing like a hammer inside her skull. Her lungs b

and pleading but it no longer sounded like the man she lov

her inside the mirrored walls. The woman staring back looked like a strange

lection, voice trembling

ling like a lifetime. By the time the doors o

old light across the marble floor. People laughed softly, s

, however, had a

revolving doors and s

. It couldn't. She was burning inside, every heart

and unrestrained, echoi

to the night. "Why wo

e scraped her throat like glass. Her hands trembled as she clutc

s lips forming words she could no longer hear. No, it's not

sed me f

he streetlights blur

whispered again, th

nt but none of it reached her. It all blurred into meaningless color. She

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g light. Her mind screamed for h

tires tore th

hen-i

e that ripped the air from her lungs. Shards scattered across the pavement, glittering

f black and gold and thought of Alexander's eyes,

rything

aillights shrinking into not

nt except for the fa

other vehicle scr

sight before him. He pulled out his phone and dialed 911,s

ds against her wounds, trying to stop the bleeding.

Please... don

ken sound escaping. She tried to form words, but none came. Her h

t, then growing louder. But her world was fa

egged on her bed, a glass of wi

lls. She leaned back against the bed, the corners of her li

face when she opened that door. The shock, the d

almost dreamily, "Now she

the mirror. She swirled the wine slowly, humming under her bre

mile

ruth refused

had resi

ms trembled as he pushed her away. His voice, weak a

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er knuckles whitened. "He still wanted her," s

ed back, mocking he

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palms until tiny cres

ly in her hand, tremblin

art-yes. But victory tasted

envy deepened into something darke

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Mira Sunset Billionaires

“Kimberly Clark believed she had finally escaped a lifetime of being overlooked because of her plain looks. After years of standing in the shadow of her sister, she had found her place-and her heart-in Alexander Wellington, heir to a powerful empire. With him, she was no longer invisible. She was seen, valued, and loved. Their wedding was meant to mark the moment her painful past gave way to a brighter future. But on the night of Alexander's bachelor party, her sister, Summer, struck with ruthless precision. Disguised as hotel staff, she drugged his drink and followed him into his room-her jealousy twisting into obsession. Alexander resisted, fighting the haze overtaking his body. "Stop, Summer," he groaned, shoving her back. But she clung tighter, whispering words meant to wound: "She doesn't deserve you. I'm the one you should want." Then came the message-sent from an unknown number. Kimberly, hurry. Alexander isn't feeling well. Room 1207. She rushed to the hotel, heart pounding with fear. When the door swung open, she saw Alexander on the bed with Summer-his shirt undone, Summer pressed against him. To her, this was betrayal. The man she trusted above all seemed to have shattered her. Blinded by heartbreak, she fled into the night. Tears blurred her vision as she stumbled into the street. Headlights flared. The impact was brutal. Glass tore into her face, blood pooling as the car sped away. She was left broken. Her face was destroyed. An elderly man, grieving his own losses, found her and refused to let her die. She lost her memory, but he gave her a new name, flew her abroad for facial reconstruction, and stood by her through every painful surgery. Three years passed. Her face was rebuilt. Her body healed. Her memory returned. Her soul was sharpened by pain. Now, she returns-not as the ignored daughter, not as the bride who bled in the street. She carries a new face, a new identity, and a vow carved deep within her: To reclaim what was hers. To confront the sister who betrayed her. And to face Alexander-the man who once held her heart, the man she cannot forget, and the man she must decide whether to love again... or destroy. The Billionaire Fiancée's Revenge When love is broken by betrayal, vengeance becomes the only vow.”