Chapter 4
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Leaving without a fight was nonsense.
After everything they had done to me, they expected me to vanish quietly, to accept my fate while Amber basked in the life that should have been mine. The thought of it was almost laughable.
I refused to be the girl they discarded.
I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as I stared at the document in my hands. A marriage license–one that should have bound me to Thomas forever. But the truth was far more sinister. The paper I held was nothing more than an illusion. A fraud.
I was never legally his wife. A slow smile crept onto my lips. If I was never married to Thomas, then I was free. And if I was free, then I had every opportunity to destroy everything they had built.
Amber had stolen my life. Now, I would ruin hers.
The only way to do that was to strike where it hurt the most–her wedding. I picked up my phone, my fingers steady as I dialed Alice.
“I need your help,” I said the moment she answered.
“What do you need?”
“A husband.”
There was silence on the other end before she burst into laughter. “Oh, now this is interesting. You sure know how to entertain me.”
“I’m serious.”
Alice hummed in thought. “Well, aren’t you lucky? The most eligible bachelor in the country just happens to be looking for a wife.”
My breath caught. “Who?”
“Rozen Blackwood.”
I stilled. The name alone sent a thrill through my spine. Rozen Blackwood–ruthless, powerful, and most importantly, Thomas‘ greatest rival, and so is Scott.
It was perfect.
“Where is he?” I asked.
Alice didn’t even hesitate. “Whiskey Bar. Downtown.”
The dim glow of the bar cast shadows across the room as I made my way to the VIP section. My heels clicked against the floor, each step echoing with purpose.
Rozen Blackwood sat at the center, a whiskey glass in his hand, his dark blue eyes watching me with mild amusement as I approached.
He didn’t speak as I slid into the seat across from him.
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I met his gaze. “Do you want to marry me?”
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His lips curled at the corners, more intrigued than shocked. “Aren’t you married to my enemy?”
I leaned back, my expression unreadable. “Not legally.”
Something flickered in his eyes. He rested his elbow on the table, tilting his head. “Wait. You remember now?”
I narrowed my gaze. “Interesting that you knew I lost my memories.”
He chuckled, taking a slow sip of his drink. “I keep track of my enemies.”
Enemies. The weight of his words settled between us, a silent understanding passing through.
“What’s your plan?” he asked.
I traced the rim of my glass before meeting his gaze. “A deal. I get revenge. You get a wife to shut your family up.”
Rozen was silent for a moment, considering my words.
Then, to my surprise, he smirked.
“I like it.”
The day of the wedding arrived. Not a single call. Not a single message. They didn’t check on me. They didn’t care.
To them, I didn’t exist. But they would regret that.
I arrived at the venue, stepping out of the limousine dressed in white. The silk of my gown trailed behind me, pristine and elegant, a stark contrast to the chaos I was about to unleash.
Gasps filled the air as I walked into the grand hall, my presence sending a ripple of unease through the crowd.
Amber’s face twisted in rage the moment she saw me.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she hissed, her voice trembling with fury.
Mother turned next, her eyes widening in horror. “Why are you here? I told you, after what you did, we don’t want you anywhere near this family!”
Thomas stepped forward, his expression dark and unreadable. “And why the hell are you wearing a wedding dress?”
I met his glare without hesitation, tilting my chin up. “Because I’m getting married.” A stunned silence followed.
Then Thomas scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. “You’re ridiculous. Do you even hear yourself?” His eyes scanned me as if searching for any sign of hesitation. “Who the hell would marry you when we’re already married? I told you not to ruin Amber’s wedding!” Amber let out a shrill laugh, folding her arms. “Exactly! No one wants a liar like you. And don’t you dare tell me this is some pathetic act of revenge because you seduced my fiancé
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I changed my mind.
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Leaving without a fight was nonsense.
After everything they had done to me, they expected me to vanish quietly, to accept my fate while Amber basked in the life that should have been mine. The thought of it was almost laughable.
I refused to be the girl they discarded.
I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as I stared at the document in my hands. A marriage license–one that should have bound me to Thomas forever. But the truth was far more sinister. The paper I held was nothing more than an illusion. A fraud.
I was never legally his wife. A slow smile crept onto my lips. If I was never married to Thomas, then I was free. And if I was free, then I had every opportunity to destroy everything they had built.
Amber had stolen my life. Now, I would ruin hers.
The only way to do that was to strike where it hurt the most–her wedding. I picked up my phone, my fingers steady as I dialed Alice.
“I need your help,” I said the moment she answered.
“What do you need?”
“A husband.”
There was silence on the other end before she burst into laughter. “Oh, now this is interesting. You sure know how to entertain me.”
“I’m serious.”
Alice hummed in thought. “Well, aren’t you lucky? The most eligible bachelor in the country just happens to be looking for a wife.”
My breath caught. “Who?”
“Rozen Blackwood.”
I stilled. The name alone sent a thrill through my spine. Rozen Blackwood–ruthless, powerful, and most importantly, Thomas‘ greatest rival, and so is Scott.
It was perfect.
“Where is he?” I asked.
Alice didn’t even hesitate. “Whiskey Bar. Downtown.”
The dim glow of the bar cast shadows across the room as I made my way to the VIP section. My heels clicked against the floor, each step echoing with purpose.
Rozen Blackwood sat at the center, a whiskey glass in his hand, his dark blue eyes watching me with mild amusement as I approached.
He didn’t speak as I slid into the seat across from him.
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I met his gaze. “Do you want to marry me?”
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His lips curled at the corners, more intrigued than shocked. “Aren’t you married to my enemy?”
I leaned back, my expression unreadable. “Not legally.”
Something flickered in his eyes. He rested his elbow on the table, tilting his head. “Wait. You remember now?”
I narrowed my gaze. “Interesting that you knew I lost my memories.”
He chuckled, taking a slow sip of his drink. “I keep track of my enemies.”
Enemies. The weight of his words settled between us, a silent understanding passing through.
“What’s your plan?” he asked.
I traced the rim of my glass before meeting his gaze. “A deal. I get revenge. You get a wife to shut your family up.”
Rozen was silent for a moment, considering my words.
Then, to my surprise, he smirked.
“I like it.”
The day of the wedding arrived. Not a single call. Not a single message. They didn’t check on me. They didn’t care.
To them, I didn’t exist. But they would regret that.
I arrived at the venue, stepping out of the limousine dressed in white. The silk of my gown trailed behind me, pristine and elegant, a stark contrast to the chaos I was about to unleash.
Gasps filled the air as I walked into the grand hall, my presence sending a ripple of unease through the crowd.
Amber’s face twisted in rage the moment she saw me.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she hissed, her voice trembling with fury.
Mother turned next, her eyes widening in horror. “Why are you here? I told you, after what you did, we don’t want you anywhere near this family!”
Thomas stepped forward, his expression dark and unreadable. “And why the hell are you wearing a wedding dress?”
I met his glare without hesitation, tilting my chin up. “Because I’m getting married.” A stunned silence followed.
Then Thomas scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. “You’re ridiculous. Do you even hear yourself?” His eyes scanned me as if searching for any sign of hesitation. “Who the hell would marry you when we’re already married? I told you not to ruin Amber’s wedding!” Amber let out a shrill laugh, folding her arms. “Exactly! No one wants a liar like you. And don’t you dare tell me this is some pathetic act of revenge because you seduced my fiancé
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I changed my mind.
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Leaving without a fight was nonsense.
After everything they had done to me, they expected me to vanish quietly, to accept my fate while Amber basked in the life that should have been mine. The thought of it was almost laughable.
I refused to be the girl they discarded.
I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as I stared at the document in my hands. A marriage license–one that should have bound me to Thomas forever. But the truth was far more sinister. The paper I held was nothing more than an illusion. A fraud.
I was never legally his wife. A slow smile crept onto my lips. If I was never married to Thomas, then I was free. And if I was free, then I had every opportunity to destroy everything they had built.
Amber had stolen my life. Now, I would ruin hers.
The only way to do that was to strike where it hurt the most–her wedding. I picked up my phone, my fingers steady as I dialed Alice.
“I need your help,” I said the moment she answered.
“What do you need?”
“A husband.”
There was silence on the other end before she burst into laughter. “Oh, now this is interesting. You sure know how to entertain me.”
“I’m serious.”
Alice hummed in thought. “Well, aren’t you lucky? The most eligible bachelor in the country just happens to be looking for a wife.”
My breath caught. “Who?”
“Rozen Blackwood.”
I stilled. The name alone sent a thrill through my spine. Rozen Blackwood–ruthless, powerful, and most importantly, Thomas‘ greatest rival, and so is Scott.
It was perfect.
“Where is he?” I asked.
Alice didn’t even hesitate. “Whiskey Bar. Downtown.”
The dim glow of the bar cast shadows across the room as I made my way to the VIP section. My heels clicked against the floor, each step echoing with purpose.
Rozen Blackwood sat at the center, a whiskey glass in his hand, his dark blue eyes watching me with mild amusement as I approached.
He didn’t speak as I slid into the seat across from him.
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I met his gaze. “Do you want to marry me?”
His lips curled at the corners, more intrigued than shocked. “Aren’t you married to my enemy?”
I leaned back, my expression unreadable. “Not legally.”
Something flickered in his eyes. He rested his elbow on the table, tilting his head. “Wait. You remember now?”
I narrowed my gaze. “Interesting that you knew I lost my memories.”
He chuckled, taking a slow sip of his drink. “I keep track of my enemies.”
Enemies. The weight of his words settled between us, a silent understanding passing through.
“What’s your plan?” he asked.
I traced the rim of my glass before meeting his gaze. “A deal. I get revenge. You get a wife to shut your family up.”
Rozen was silent for a moment, considering my words.
Then, to my surprise, he smirked.
“I like it.”
The day of the wedding arrived. Not a single call. Not a single message. They didn’t check on me. They didn’t care.
To them, I didn’t exist. But they would regret that.
I arrived at the venue, stepping out of the limousine dressed in white. The silk of my gown trailed behind me, pristine and elegant, a stark contrast to the chaos I was about to unleash.
Gasps filled the air as I walked into the grand hall, my presence sending a ripple of unease through the crowd.
Amber’s face twisted in rage the moment she saw me.
“What the hell are you doing here?” she hissed, her voice trembling with fury.
Mother turned next, her eyes widening in horror, “Why are you here? I told you, after what you did, we don’t want you anywhere near this family!”
Thomas stepped forward, his expression dark and unreadable. “And why the hell are you wearing a wedding dress?”
I met his glare without hesitation, tilting my chin up. “Because I’m getting married.” A stunned silence followed.
Then Thomas scoffed, his lips curling into a sneer. “You’re ridiculous. Do you even hear yourself?” His eyes scanned me as if searching for any sign of hesitation. “Who the hell would marry you when we’re already married? I told you not to ruin Amber’s wedding!” Amber let out a shrill laugh, folding her arms. “Exactly! No one wants a liar like you. And don’t you dare tell me this is some pathetic act of revenge because you seduced my fiancé
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and got caught!”
I let out a small laugh, shaking my head. “Still clinging to your lies?” My voice was calm, but the weight of my words silenced them. I met each of their gazes, one by one.
“There’s no need to pretend anymore. I remember everything.”
Thomas stiffened.
Amber’s smirk faltered. “You’re lying-”
I cut her off, stepping closer. “Am I? You lied about me seducing Scott. You lied about my marriage to Thomas being real. And you lied to my face every single time you acted like you cared.” My lips curled into a smirk as I watched the color drain from her face. “But guess what? I know the truth now.”
Amber took a step back, her composure slipping. “You–you’re insane! You just want to ruin my wedding because you can’t stand seeing me happy.” She turned sharply to the venue staff. “Throw her out!”
They hesitated.
A staff member stepped forward, clearing his throat. “She’s scheduled to wed here.” Amber’s eyes went wide. “No! That’s impossible! This is my wedding!”
The staff exchanged uneasy glances before one of them spoke again. “There was a change in the schedule. She’s the one getting married today.”
Chaos erupted.
Mother stormed toward me, fury burning in her eyes. “Who is your husband?” she demanded, voice laced with disbelief. “Who in their right mind would marry you?”
Amber’s breath hitched, her face crumpling. “This isn’t happening. This isn’t—”
And then she lost it.
She lunged at me, her nails digging into my scalp as she yanked my hair. “You bitch! You’re ruining everything!”
Before I could react, a strong hand wrapped around her wrist, stopping her mid–swing.
A voice, deep and cold, sent a shiver through the air. “Who the hell are you to lay a hand on my wife?”
- 13 Apr
Chapter 5
