The Heiress Left After 33 Betrayals
Elowen · Ongoing · 9 Chapters
About this book
I endured 33 canceled weddings for Elias, until I caught him massaging his intern's ankle in my bridal suite. That day, I shredded my wedding dress and fled to Rosewood—where my parents own the city's top law firm. Now he's begging for forgiveness, but my objection is sustained: this heiress has entered final judgment.
Chapter 1
Today should have been our 33nd wedding ceremony. Elias Blackwood and me. Just family this time. No guests. No fuss.
The fever made my head pound, but I still checked every detail with the planner. She barely looked at me.
In his dressing room, Elias was kneeling before Lila Sinclair. His hands massaged her sprained ankle. My parents exchanged glances. Their disappointment cut deeper than any fever.
"After all these years," Mom whispered, "does he even see you?"
Everyone knew how much this meant to me. How many times I'd dreamed of this day. Then, fifteen minutes before vows, Elias stood up.
"I'm calling it off."
I turned to leave. His grip stopped me. "Lila needs the hospital. Her ankle's swelling." His voice held that familiar finality. "Next time, I won't cancel."
No discussion. Just Lila in his passenger seat. His tires screeched on the pavement.
Five years. 33 cancellations. All because of Lila.
The old me would've screamed. Demanded answers. Today, I smiled. "Of course. Her injury comes first."
Elias blinked. My compliance surprised him. "Good girl. I'll bring that strawberry cake you love tonight."
"Okay."
The moment his taillights disappeared, my smile died.
Strawberry cake. The lie tasted bitter.
Once, early on, he'd brought me that exact dessert. To cheer me up. I'd gagged it down to spare his feelings. Later, I confessed my hatred for strawberries. For cake.
