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After Ninety-Nine Rejections

For three years, she chased the untouchable billionaire Hayden Lane, failing ninety-nine times to draw the required supreme blessing for marriage. On her hundredth attempt, she discovers Hayden has rigged the fortune sticks to ensure she always draws the worst omen. Realizing his true feelings, she abandons her pursuit and tosses the cylinder aside. Instead of trying again, she calls her parents to accept a strategic marriage alliance with the rival York family.
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Chapter 3

I couldn't help thinking Hayden was like a robot.

After that, I almost threw away the scriptures he had been copying for half a month, and his expression didn't change a bit.

I even learned some cheesy pickup lines online to flirt with him, but he still barely reacted.

I thought he really was detached from everything.

And now, he got angry over something I said about Selena.

Dad heard my words and jumped up, slapping me across the face again.

"You don't get to decide anything in this house!"

Then he ordered the servants to throw out all of my and Mom's things.

I tried to stop them, but Dad grabbed my hand and shoved me outside.

"If you can't stand Selena and me, then you and your mother can move out!"

The door slammed shut. Mom crouched on the floor, crying quietly.

Soon, the door opened again. Selena came in carrying my things, a triumphant smirk on her face.

"My dear sister, why bother? Look at this. You're kicked out of your own house now!"

My eyes caught the small clay jar she was holding. My eyes narrowed, and I barked, "Give me that!"

Seeing how panicked I was, Selena suddenly smiled, then let it go without warning.

The jar hit the floor with a loud crash, shattering into pieces.

My eyes burned with fury. I lunged at Selena and slapped her.

"Was that on purpose?"

Selena screamed and immediately apologized, her voice pitiful.

I just wanted to kill her.

That jar was something my grandmother and I had made together when I was in elementary school. It was the only keepsake she had left me.

The door behind me flew open, and Hayden appeared. Seeing Selena's bruised and swollen face, he stormed forward and yanked me away fiercely.

I was standing at the top of the steps. Hayden's pull sent me crashing down to the floor.

Pain shot through my ankle.

Hayden's gaze was icy. "Sydney, Selena didn't do anything wrong."

He didn't even flinch at the broken pieces on the floor.

"They're just broken, worthless things. Do you really need to blame Selena for it?"

I was sweating from the pain, unable to speak a word in protest.

Hayden didn't glance at me again. His eyes were full of concern as he carried Selena into the house.

Mom came up crying and hugged me. I forced a weak smile and grabbed my phone to call a cab.

The rain had started to fall, and I lost track of time. Finally, the door opened, and Hayden stood there holding an umbrella.

"I've already pleaded for you. All you have to do is go in and apologize to Selena, and you can come inside."

I lowered my gaze and stayed completely still.

After a long moment, Hayden walked down. He placed an ointment for burns in my palm, handed the umbrella to my mom, and got into the Lane family's car.

I looked down at the ointment in my hand, then without a second thought, tossed it straight into the trash.

In the cab, Mom gradually stopped crying and pulled out her phone. She looked at me and said, "Sydney, the York family agreed to the marriage. They want to meet as soon as possible to set a date."

Mom took me to my grandmother's house. After explaining today's events to my grandparents, she glanced at me.

"Dad, Mom, I've decided to divorce. I used to tolerate everything for Sydney, but now, I won't hold back anymore."

When Mom said that, the whole family broke down crying again.

My uncle's eyes were red.

"Rose, Sydney, don't worry. I'll make sure you both get justice."

He got up and went to call a lawyer immediately.

I stayed home for over a week, recovering from my ankle injury.

During that time, the York family and Mom had finalized the engagement plans. Once my foot healed, they would hold the engagement party.

On the weekend, I went with my best friend, Helena Campbell, to look at dresses.

The moment we met, my best friend pulled me into a tight hug, clearly worried for me. Seeing that I was really determined to let go of Hayden, she finally let out her frustration.

"You have no idea. The whole circle has gone crazy. They're saying that the illegitimate daughter kicked you out, and that she's the only daughter of the Johnson family from now on!

"And it gets worse," she said, fuming. "Hayden pampers Selena completely, does whatever she wants, and everyone who wants to see you fail is laughing at you!"

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