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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?

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#COMEDY
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#DARK
#SLICEOFLIFE
#BETRAYAL
#BEAUTY
#CEO
#POSSESSIVE
#LOVEATFIRSTSIGHT

Chapter 38

Cullen checked the news on his way to the living room. And just as he had anticipated, Daniel's stock dropped largely due to the uproar from the previous night's event.

The Theodore group faced a lot of backlashes they are yet to address and in return, it crushed their stock product sales.

He watched highlights from last night with an odd twisted smirk on his lip. His mind worked by itself, fastly arranging so many revenge strategies as he walked down the staircase.

Getting to the living room, his nose caught a beautiful smell. Curious, his foot made its way into the kitchen.

A large preparation of breakfast meals of different types waited on the table for whosoever. He scrunched his nose at the preparation in displeasure.

A table-filled occasion like this always took him back to the days his mother was alive. Any day his father didn't lay a hand on her, she would make sure to make so many foods in the house as if there was an occasion.