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Chapter 1
It was the day of Avonsville socialite Avery Tate’s wedding, but there was no groom in sight.
The groom, Elliot Foster, had been in a vegetative state since a car crash half a year ago. His doctors
said that he was not going to make it until the end of the year.
In a grief-stricken act, Elliot’s mother decided to arrange a marriage for her son before he met his
untimely end.
The Fosters were one of the wealthiest families in Avonsville, but no socialite in her right mind would
want to marry a man who was knocking on Death’s door.
……
Avery sat at the vanity with her slender figure gracefully dressed in a white wedding gown. With her
elegant makeup that brought out the exquisiteness of her pale complexion, she looked as delicate as a
budding red rose.
Yet, there was an uneasiness in her almond-shaped eyes.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThere was only another 20 minutes until the ceremony, and Avery was frantically sliding her fingers
across her phone screen, anxiously awaiting a text message.
She had a boyfriend before she was forced to marry Elliot, and it was a terrible coincidence that he just
happened to be Elliot’s nephew, Cole Foster.
However, they had never made their relationship public.
Avery had texted Cole the night before in hopes that they would escape Avonsville together and elope.
She had stayed up all night waiting, but she never got a reply.
She could wait no longer.
Avery rose from her seat, clenched her hand around her phone and made up an excuse to leave the
room.
She hurried down the corridor and froze in her tracks as she walked past one of the rooms.
Avery heard the sound of her sister, Cassandra giggling delightedly through the slightly ajar room door.
“I bet my dumb sister is still waiting for you to go to her, Cole! Maybe you should go and butter her up a
little more. What are we going to do if she changes her mind and decides to back out of the wedding?”
“Do you think she has a choice now that things have come this far?” Cole said as he held Cassandra in
his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her neck. “Even if she tries to back out now, the guards will
drag her down the altar by the neck!”
Cassandra snickered wickedly, then said, “Avery will lose her mind if she finds out that you’ve been
spending every night with me!”
Avery felt a violent buzzing in her head. She took a step back and almost lost her balance.
She clenched her fists around her gown and held back the tears in her eyes.
Her father was admitted into hospital when his company went under.
Her stepmother, Wanda Tate, turned on Avery and forced her to marry into the Foster family so she could
reap the benefits. She had made it sound like the marriage was for the good of the Tate family, but Avery
knew that this was Wanda’s way of getting rid of her!
What was least expected, was the fact that the boyfriend who said he loved her would turn around and
betray her!
It was no wonder Cole urged her to carry on with the wedding. He said that he would marry her once
Elliot died, but it was all a huge lie!
All of her hopes and dreams were crushed, and she could barely breathe.
As the voices in the room intensified, Avery clenched her fists, and her eyes turned ice cold.
For years, she endured her stepmother and stepsister’s bullying for her father’s sake. She suffered
through all kinds of injustices for the sake of the family.
She was too stupid and naive.
Now, she would no longer allow them to take her for a fool!
She would take back all that was hers!
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The wedding ceremony began shortly after.
Dressed in her wedding gown with a bouquet of flowers in her hands, Avery walked down the aisle as
soft, romantic music played in the background.
She said her own vows and put on her own wedding ring.
The crowd looked puzzled, but she paid them no mind.
From now on, she was Mrs. Foster, and she was untouchable.
However, her new husband, who used to hold Avonsville in the palm of his hand, did not have much
longer to live.
……
That night, Avery was sent to Elliot’s mansion.
It was located in the heart of the city’s affluent district and cost over 150 million dollars.
Before Avery could properly take in the mansion’s layout, Mrs. Cooper had dragged her to the master
bedroom.
Her eyes were immediately drawn to the man on the large bed. She slowly walked over and carefully
watched his face.
Elliot’s deep-set features stood out on his chiseled face, and he exuded a majestic aura of nobility.
His skin was unusually pale from spending all that time indoors, but his handsome face made one unable
to take their eyes off of him.
If he were not sick, Avery would have never become his wife.