Chapter 1
On the day I tried on my wedding dress, a strange woman suddenly burst into the VIP suite, slashing a knife straight at me.
*Sleeping MY man–and you think you deserve a dress this expensive?“[]
she ripped my gown to shreds, even hurling acid at me.[]
“Ethan Roland is MY husband! And you? Just a pathetic homewrecker hiding in the shadows!“]
Homewrecker?
The man I’ve devoted seven years to was HER husband?
Then who the hell was I–Rachel Caldwell?![]
“So what if I kill you? With my husband’s influence, nobody would dare touch me!”
Watching her smug expression, I dialed my brother directly.[]
“Felix Caldwells, come pick me up at the bridal boutique.“[]
And call the Rolands the engagement is OFF!“]
After hanging up, my million–dollar wedding gown was eaten away, torn by acid into dark, jagged holes. []
My exposed skin burned under the high–concentration acid.[]
Putrid yellow fluid mixed with blood streamed from my festering wounds.
I glared at the woman before me. My fury could have burned her alive.[]
But the crowd my call had gathered broke into laughter.[]
Ha! She actually tried to steal Mrs. Roland’s man! She’s done for now!“]
The strange woman, Kylie Crosier, jabbed her finger at my nose and spat. []
You bitch! Still playing innocent? You think calling someone will make me back down?“]
“Stop pretending! The Caldwells? Never heard of them! I’m cailing the cops right now and have this dress–stealing mistress hauled away!“[]
1 dutched my ravaged abdomen as scalding blood continued to seep through my fingers.
The rapid blood loss made my vision blur in waves.
Looking at Kylie’s thugs behind her, I really regretted not bringing my bodyguards today.
1 looked around desperately for help.
But everyone just watched coldly, huddled together whispering, their eyes filled with mockery.[]
No one dared step forward to help me
Miting back the pain, I raised my head and fized Kylie with a scarlet eyed stare full of murder
“I’m Karkel Caldwell – the Caldwells of New York. Walk away. Right fucking now. Or I’ll make sure you die.“[]
Kadwyed by say defintitulare, Kylle kicked me hard in the stomach
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Le tell you something in Kyle Crusier, wife of Ethan Roland, CEO of Roland Enterprisest And you’re nothing. How dare you talk to me like that?“]]
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Chapter 1
Then who the hell was I?]
Watching Kylie’s smug expression, I let out a bitter laugh–suddenly everything clicked.
Ethan had cheated on me![]
The man chosen to be my fiancé since childhood, the man I’d loved for seven years, had been keeping a mistress behind my back!]
I forced my rage down. This wasn’t the time.
“Kylie, is it? Get me to a hospital right now! And tell Ethan to get his ass over here!“]]
Seeing Kylie’s surprised expression, I glared at her viciously.[]
“If something happens to me today, you’ll be the first person he kills!“]
“And Ethan Roland will go down with me!“[]
The moment I finished speaking, Kylie burst into laughter, yanking my hair again.]
“What the hell are you supposed to be? Such big talk! You dare order my husband around?“]
She slammed my head against the floor repeatedly, saying smugly.[]
“Even if I kill you today, the Rolands have plenty of money! I can afford to pay for your worthless life!“[]
My head rang from the impacts, blood clouding my vision.]
Her stiletto dug into my abdominal wound, twisting it deliberately.[]
Pain and despair crashed over me like a tide.
Just then–the screech of brakes outside.]]
Through the blur, I saw a familiar Maybach pull up to the bridal boutique. My racing heart finally settled.[]
I looked at Kylie and sneered.]
I told you–my name is Caldwell. The Manhattan Caldwells!”
“My brother’s here. You’d better be ready to die.”
