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She Dumped her Fiancé after he Postponed their wedding Ten Times Novel Cover

She Dumped her Fiancé after he Postponed their wedding Ten Times

After Anna Briggs had been kidnapped, she developed aphasia. Despite the swirling rumors, Braeden Hayes stood by her side unwaveringly. He even defied the pressure and swiftly announced their engagement and built her an idyllic estate-a utopia crafted just for her. It was universally said that Braeden cherished Hank as his own life. Yet, he had postponed their wedding nine times for various reasons. On the eve of their tenth wedding attempt, Anna accidentally overheard news of Braeden's engagement to another woman. "Are you really planning to keep Hank in the dark forever? Luckily for your quick thinking, you managed to pull off nine weddings without a hitch." Anna's blood ran cold instantly. After discovering the truth, she did nothing but quietly leave. Then she set the estate ablaze and vanished without a trace. Braeden, however, went mad searching for her everywhere. "Anna, I really can't live without you. Please come back with me, won't you?" Braeden's pleas were abject, like a dog fawning for scraps.
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Chapter 4

Braeden didn't linger at the estate for long.

After he thought he had sufficiently appeased Anna, he quickly drove away.

Anna stood by the window and watched as Braeden's figure disappeared into the distance. Her heart was cold.

As she numbly removed her bracelet from her wrist, she noticed the indicator light was on.

Anna frowned.

Braeden truly didn't care about her. He even managed to get such an important gift wrong.

He had installed the chip incorrectly.

The receiver meant for the ring was mistakenly placed on the bracelet.

Anna gently pressed the switch of the receiver and heard a woman's sweet voice. "Braeden, hurry up. How can you have me waiting alone at City Hall for so long?"

"OK. I'm on my way."

It turned out that he was going to get married.

For the past two years, Braeden had always assumed the role of Anna's fiancé.

Sometimes, he even directly said she was his wife.

Anna thought sometimes that the marriage certificate and the wedding weren't so important.

As long as he loved her and always stayed with her, that was true happiness.

But he had become Carol's husband now.

Anna became the real hidden third wheel.

Next, she saw Carol and Braeden embracing and kissing.

She heard them vow at City Hall that they would love each other forever.

Those scenes had played out in Anna's mind thousands of times.

But she got nothing after five years.

Anna curled up on the floor and hugged herself tightly.

The pain was unbearable.

She felt so much pain that she couldn't breathe, and her whole body trembled.

Braeden had always known how much she would hurt, how much she would hate, so he never dared to get married to Carol openly.

But eventually, the truth would come out.

Anna heard Braeden, as he left, repeatedly instructing the photographer not to post the edited photos on social media.

Anna suddenly burst into laughter.

He was still hiding from her and deceiving her.

How long did he plan to keep her in the dark? Forever?

She could not speak only due to shock and fear, but she was not an idiot.

"Now you're my husband," Carol said happily. "I'll book the whole venue at a well-known luxury restaurant this evening to celebrate. What do you think?"

Braeden replied in an indifferent tone, "I don't think so. I have to spend the anniversary with Anna this evening. I'm afraid that she'll get suspicious if I am out for too long."

"Alright." Carol sounded disappointed. "On our wedding night, my husband will go to be with another woman. As your wife, can I make one request?"

Braeden asked, "What is it? Go ahead."

"I want you to set off the most beautiful, grand fireworks for me this evening."

Braeden was silent for a long moment. "Okay."

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