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The Billionaire’s Delinquent Bride

Who knew the biggest drama in my life wouldn't be from a wedding I'm trying my best to avoid--my own! Running away to L.A. was supposed to end all the drama in my life. Find an apartment, get a job, show my rich family I don't need their money...until I end up as the assistant to the world's Number One underwear model. Did I mention we almost hooked up last week and I "lost" his number? So much for leaving the drama behind. Maybe it's been me this whole time. I guess things are about to get even crazier because my mom just arrived with bodyguards...

JusticeFaruck · Urbano
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103 Chs

The Verdict V

Noelle's [POV]

"Well, you're an early riser this morning—first one through the door. Merry Christmas, Noelle!"

Gabi's standing behind the bar drinking a cup of coffee while she reloads napkin dispensers.

"Merry Christmas, Gabi. I've been up pretty much all night. I thought I'd just start the day."

She pours me a cup of coffee as I sit at the bar. "Your fiancé came in here last night looking for you."

"He found me," I say, sighing. "And he's my ex-fiancé now."

Izzy comes through the kitchen door. She looks as tired as I feel.

"Did I hear 'ex-fiancé'?" I swear her hearing's as good as my mom's.

"Yeah, I broke it off for good last night. We're done."

Izzy comes around the bar and hugs me. "I'm sorry, Noelle, but it seems like that was the right decision."

She pushes me back from the hug and covers her face with her hands.

"Are you okay?" I say. "You don't look so good."