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Contract Marriage: From Vows To Vengeance

What good could come out of a loveless marriage birthed from a bitter feud? Amelia Hudgens' dream of a marital bliss filled with love was shattered when she was married off to Daniel Theodore as a pawn for an ancient vendetta. Her husband, Daniel, was a cruel and abusive man who tormented her with his mistress and his fists. He shattered her dreams of happiness and freedom, leaving her broken and hopeless. Hope bloomed, fragile as a butterfly's wing, when she discovered life stirring within her, but fate had other plans. A tragic accident took away her unborn baby, leaving her shattered and alone. Daniel blamed her for everything, even in the hospital where she was recovering. He showed no mercy, only malice. Amelia wanted to end her misery, to jump from a bridge and drown in the sea. But as she was about to take the final plunge, she crossed paths with Cullen, a mysterious man who saved her from the brink of death. He was kind and gentle, a soothing balm for her wounded soul. He offered her a chance to start over, to heal from her past. But could Amelia trust him? Could she rebuild her life and find happiness again? Could she stand up against Daniel, who would stop at nothing to get her back? Was Cullen's help all genuine?

Lizbella · Urban
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143 Chs

Chapter 137

Amelia shook her head in surprise. "I'm so sorry about your mother," her mouth parted and closed as she searched for the right word to say.

Cullen smiled. "It's all in the past," he ran his thumb across her lips. "Now my heart is open for you."

Amelia blushed. She tinned her lips and shut her eyes for a split second. Parting them, she said. "If we do this, you need to open up to me. No more secrets, and we have to have to discuss a particular thing before you make decisions,"

Cullen brushed his tongue over his lower lip. "Noted and accepted."

Amelia smiled and ruffled his hair. Cullen sank into her warmth and leaned on her. Amelia laid back on the headboard, allowing him to rest his head on her chest.

Something ran across Cullen's mind. He traced her ribcage to her stomach and asked. "If we have a child, are you going to choose the baby over me?"