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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 92

"Where are the papers you said you wanted to sign?" Amelia snapped back to reality with a cold glint in her eyes.

Daniel smile flattened. "It's our anniversary." he reminded.

Amelia frowned. "I know," she scanned the room. "Where are the papers you promised to sign if I come over?" 

Her eyes scanned the room. For a man as selfish and heartless as Daniel, he really went extra measures with the decoration. She won't lie, everything was beautiful.

"I'm not signing any papers," Daniel said flatly and slammed the door close behind her with his foot. 

Amelia shut her eyes to prevent herself from reacting to the force he used to close the door. Her hand sneaked to her belt and she held on dear to it.

Parting her eyes, she asked, challangingly, "Was that a trick to invite me over?" 

Daniel threw the flower across the room and nodded. "It was," he cracked his knuckles and changed position.