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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 5

In the evening, Braeden prepared an extravagant cake for Anna in a restaurant.

On the table lay a folder.

"Honey, it has been hard for the past two years. This is my gift to you. Take a look and see if you like it." Anna picked it up and saw a contract and a design blueprint. "The estate you're currently staying in is a bit small, and I worry you might get bored. So I bought a larger piece of land and designed a new estate."

Braeden enthusiastically explained. "Look here. I designed an amusement park for you. If you're ever bored, you can play all day long. Over there, I plan to build a swing for you with my own hands."

After that, Braeden kept talking, but Anna couldn't hear another word.

Her head buzzed, and her vision blurred.

Braeden had truly gone to great lengths to ensure she was completely trapped.

"Oh, honey, let's name the estate Anna Estate, and you will be the owner." Once Braeden finished his lengthy discourse, he took Anna's hand. They both looked out of the window. "Wait a moment. There's another surprise for you. It's our fifth anniversary. I want you to remember it forever."

Anna laughed.

He was right.

It was indeed unforgettable.

It would be her unforgettable memory of profound shame and pain.

Just then, a woman wearing a fox mask showed up. She gracefully poured each of them a cup of coffee.

Braeden frowned slightly and seemed to notice something.

He whispered in Anna's ear, "Anna, I need to use the restroom."

With that, he turned and quickly left.

Anna turned her head and saw the masked woman following him upstairs.

Soon, a notification chimed on her phone.

She received a video message.

Anna felt as if her heart had stopped beating.

She held her breath and lightly clicked on the phone screen to open the video.

"Who let you come here? What if Anna finds out?" Braeden's angry voice came through the video.

"She'll find out sooner or later." Carol said and pouted. "Braeden, I am your wife now. Since we got married, why are you treating me this way? I have given myself to you completely."

Braeden sighed and pulled Carol into his arms. "Alright, honey. I know you're unhappy about it, but we had an agreement before, didn't we? I loved Anna back then, and she was utterly devoted to me. I'm afraid she might not handle it well and kill herself without me. I can only give you the title as my wife, but I have to give some of my affection to her."

Anna stood frozen. Her blood rushed to her head instantly and made her scalp tingle and ache.

In the video, Carol whimpered, feigning tears, "Sorry, I won't do this again."

Braeden eagerly lifted Carol onto the table and pinched her chin seductively. "Then I must punish you."

In the next moment, he pinned her to the table.

As they had sex, Anna couldn't hold back any longer and rushed to the bathroom to vomit.

At that moment, there was a loud "bang." Fireworks were exploding.

Anna turned her head to see the fireworks that lit up the night sky. It was stunningly beautiful.

The groans from the video mingled with the sound of fireworks.

Anna was overwhelmed and felt her blood surge within her. Then she spat out blood.

The long-suppressed emotions seemed to finally find an outlet. She broke down and cried with a hoarse voice that had long been silent. "Braeden, I hate you with every fiber of my being!"

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