Prisoned Love
Ella Jiang held her father's hand tightly on the bed, and the tear stains on her face were still clear. "Father, do you have anything else to say to my daughter?"
Bright Jiang felt that he couldn't stand it anymore. The only thing he couldn't let go of was his daughter's marriage. "Ximena, I've arranged a marriage for you. Remember..."
Bright Jiang's difficult words made Lauren, who was sitting next to him, cry out
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Chapter 1
"Dad, do you have anything else to tell me?" Ella Jiang held her father's hand tightly, and the tear stains on her face were still clear.
Bright Jiang felt that he was dying. The only thing he couldn't let go of was his daughter's marriage. "Ximena, here you are. I have arranged a marriage for you. Remember..." Bright Jiang's difficult words made Lauren sitting next to him cry out.
"I remember it, Dad. I remember it. I was engaged to Uncle Tom when I was a child. I'll accept it." Ella Jiang agreed in a hurry.
Hearing his daughter's words, Bright Jiang felt relieved. He seemed to feel more and more sleepy. His daughter's cry and his wife's cry were farther and farther away from him
Seeing that Bright Jiang closed his eyes, Ella Jiang couldn't wake up no matter how hard she tried. Tears streamed down her face like spring water. She looked at the medical staff who were busy around her father's bed, watching them shake their heads and stop. She saw a white cloth slowly covering her father's body, and her mother crying even louder.
Ella Jiang finally understood that her father Bright Jiang had left them forever.
A year later
Bali Island was really a scenic resort. The island had just been watered by the rain, and it was filled with fresh and comfortable air everywhere. All kinds of beautiful and fragrant flowers bloomed wantonly in the sunshine after the rain. It was beautiful and unrestrained, and the blue sea was shining with waves. It was really beautiful.
And today, the fascinating Bali Island slowly opened its arms to a new couple.
The upcoming wedding was a rare grand one. The large hall was packed with people.
Ella Jiang was the bride of this wedding.
A hundred days later, the elders of the Qin family began to arrange the marriage of their son and the daughter of the Jiang family. There was no emotional foundation for such a marriage. It was said that the son of the Qin family had made a scene for several times because of this, but due to the authority of the elders, there was no result. Ella Jiang had heard of this.
In fact, Ella Jiang didn't want to hand over her life to others so hastily. Such a noble man must look down upon her, just like the ancient "orders of parents and matchmaking". But for the sake of her father, Ella Jiang had made up his mind. No matter how bad the marriage was, he had to work hard to maintain it.
Wearing a white wedding dress, Ella Jiang stood alone at the entrance of the hall and bowed thirty times to the guests. Ella Jiang had no idea where the bridegroom was and whether he would come or not.
"This is the bride. She is so beautiful!"
"I heard that she is from an ordinary family. I don't know how she is so lucky to marry into the Qin family."
"Where is the bridegroom?"
"Who knows what kind of method it is to marry into the Qin family? The bridegroom is too lazy to receive guests."
"Don't talk nonsense. I've heard that they have a special relationship since childhood."
Ella Jiang bowed silently and listened to the discussions, good or bad.
At noon, the whole hall was full of seats.
"Please come in!" The emcee had called her two times, but the bridegroom still didn't show up. The wedding was noisy again. However, Ella Jiang didn't care about it at all. Even if the bridegroom didn't show up, she would be the only one to hold her wedding ceremony.
"It's just a farce. Why are you so serious?" The voice came from the entrance of the hall, and everyone's eyes followed the direction of the voice. They saw young master Qin in a formal dress stepping onto the stage in a bohemian manner, He directly took the microphone from the emcee and said, "ladies and gentlemen, today is just a game of childhood. I only have a wife in name, but this wife has nothing to do with me. If you still have a good girl, please introduce her to me. I will be very grateful!" Then he returned the microphone to the emcee and walked out of the hall leisurely, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
"You bastard! It's all your fault. You spoiled him too much." Philip Qin was so angry that he couldn't help coughing. he had quarreled with his son Edmend Qin for many times this year because of their marriage, but he couldn't remember clearly how many times they had quarreled. At the critical moment, he was still like this, which humiliated the Qin family!
Palema said with a gloomy face, "it's not my fault. It's all because you haven't tamed my son well. He never listens to me. Well, how can I explain it to son's mother in law?"
Ella Jiang gracefully stepped forward and motioned for the emcee to give the microphone to her. "There were some small misunderstandings between my husband and me before we got married. He is a little childish, which makes you laugh. After we go back, I will have a good talk with him. I hope you can understand. Please start to have dinner!"
After saying that, Ella Jiang began to toast the guests at each table with a smile. It seemed that everyone had forgotten that this was a wedding without the presence of the bridegroom. On the contrary, because of the bride's generosity and grace, the wedding gradually got on track.
Only then did the parents of the Qin family feel a little comforted. They didn't know where to find a good girl like Ella Jiang. She was not only beautiful, but also well-educated and sensible. They liked this girl very much after only seeing her for a few times. Palema almost treated her as her own daughter.
Ella Jiang toasted one table after another, and even her smile became numb. Perhaps, today was just a family dinner, and one of the protagonists had temporarily decided not to play this game.
The wedding finally came to an end. After sending away the two elders of the Qin family, Ella Jiang couldn't bear it anymore and vomited heavily in the bathroom.
Lauren quietly walked behind her daughter, feeling terrible. If the bridegroom could do such a thing at the wedding, how could their married life be better. How could a mother not see the sadness in her daughter's eyes.
"Ella, if you feel that life is going to be tough one day, come back to me, okay?" Lauren said as she patted her daughter on the back.
Ella Jiang adjusted her facial expression, straightened up, held her mother's hand and said, "it's okay. I'm fine. Don't worry. Mom, it's late. Go home and have a rest."
Ella Jiang heaved a sigh of relief after sending her mother into the car.
"Hey, isn't this the bride? It's the first time I've seen a wedding without a groom."
Ella Jiang turned around and saw a woman with heavy makeup and enchanting appearance standing behind her. Before she could answer her, she felt her stomach churning again. Covering her mouth, she hurriedly walked towards the bathroom.
The woman shouted angrily from behind, "what's your attitude? Do you know why Edmend doesn't want to marry you? That's because Edmend likes me!" Ella Jiang couldn't help but burst into laughter. If Edmend Qin really likes someone like you, then you two are really a match!
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Torn between pride and survival, loyalty and love, Ashley must decide if this second chance is destiny... or the most dangerous mistake of her life.
8.1
I spent forty hours hand-beading a gown for a woman who was currently sleeping with my husband. My fingers were raw, my vision blurred, and the needle had just driven deep into my index finger, leaving a drop of blood on the silk.
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I had spent three years as a ghost in my own marriage, sewing costumes for the woman who had haunted my vows since day one. Braxton didn't bother to hide it anymore; there was a smudge of her coral lipstick on his collar. He didn't offer an explanation, only a command to finish the gown for the Met Gala so I wouldn't embarrass them.
My mother called moments later, her voice sharp with the usual dismissal. She didn't care that I was bleeding or that my husband was cheating with my sister. She only cared that I was "falling behind" on Griselda's gown.
I sat in the silence of that cold, marble cage, staring at the needle in my hand. For years, I had swallowed every insult and stitched every lie, believing I was the capable one who had to make them happy.
But as the clock ticked, a door inside me finally clicked shut. I wasn't just tired; I was finished. I set the needle down, picked up my phone, and dialed my sister’s number to tell her she’d have to find someone else to bleed for her.
8.6
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8.2
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8.8
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