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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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Chapter 76

Amelia arranged her jacket as she climbed up the rooftop. She searched for Cullen all over the house and when she could not find him, she decided to climb up the rooftop and just as she had expected, he was seated at the same position as last time.

Amelia slowly walked toward him. Her feet halted when she stood beside him and saw him staring at a photo in his hand with all concentration.

He was so lost in the picture that he did not even notice her presence. He sighed softly and poured himself a glass of wine and gulped it down.

Amelia looked at the bottle of wine beside him. Her lips thinned when she saw an empty bottle beside him and another half-empty one close to him.

The picture he held was the picture of a woman. She had brown eyes and delicate facial features. Her eyes held sweet light in them. She looked seventeen and so full of life.