THE VENGEFUL BRIDE
📖 Synopsis
When Grace Morgan agrees to a contract marriage with powerful CEO Nathaniel Blackwood, the world sees it as a convenient business arrangement. What no one knows is that Grace carries a past tied directly to the man she is now married to.
Years ago, a false accusation destroyed her life, erased her identity, and cost her everything. Nathaniel was the one who signed the papers that sealed her fate. He never learned the truth.
Now bound by a public marriage built on rules and distance, Grace returns under a new name, not for revenge, but for justice. As hidden truths resurface and old wounds reopen, Nathaniel is forced to confront the consequences of his choices.
What begins as a cold agreement slowly turns into a journey of accountability, healing, and forgiveness. But some damage cannot be undone, and love cannot exist without truth.
Can a marriage born of convenience survive the weight of the past, or will the truth tear them apart before redemption is possible?
Author: Okechukwu Chinedu
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-EightThe book was released on a quiet Thursday. No midnight countdown. No dramatic launch event. Just a clean listing, a short announcement from the publisher, and a steady appearance across the spaces where thoughtful work tended to land. Grace woke that morning, made tea, and read the notice once. Then she closed her laptop and went about her day.At the office, nothing changed. A funding meeting ran long. A proposal needed revision. Someone disagreed with her recommendation, and they talked it through without tension. Grace found comfort in that normalcy. It confirmed what she already knew. The book did not replace her life. It sat beside it.Messages came in gradually. Some from people she knew. Others from names she didn’t. She read them later, when the day slowed. Most were simple. Thank you. This helped me understand something. I needed this. Grace accepted them without ceremony. She did not feel responsible for what readers did with the work. She had written it honestly. That was e
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-SevenWinter arrived without drama. The city adjusted in small, practical ways. Coats emerged from closets. Sidewalk cafés retreated indoors. Conversations shortened in the cold, then lengthened again over shared tables. Grace moved through it all with a steadiness she no longer questioned.Her book entered production quietly. No countdowns. No public anticipation yet. The publisher sent cover drafts and layout notes. Grace reviewed them with care, not obsession. She offered precise feedback and trusted the rest. Control had become a tool, not a shield.At the nonprofit, the work deepened. A new initiative launched, focused on long-term structural reform rather than immediate relief. It was slower. Less visible. More effective. Grace chaired meetings where disagreement was welcomed and clarity demanded. She noticed how often people deferred to her now, not out of fear or reverence, but confidence. She had become reliable.Nathaniel transitioned gradually. He completed his existing consultin
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-SixThe first morning Grace woke without an agenda startled her. No meetings marked on the calendar. No edits waiting. No calls scheduled. The day stretched open in a way that once would have made her uneasy. Now it felt earned.She stayed in bed longer than usual, listening to the quiet rhythms of the house. Nathaniel was still asleep. She studied his face in the early light, noticing lines that had softened over time, tension that no longer lived permanently in his jaw. They had both changed. Not suddenly. Gradually, through sustained effort and restraint.Grace rose quietly and moved into the kitchen. She made coffee and stood by the window, watching the street below begin its slow pulse. People moving to work. Delivery trucks double-parked. A woman walking a dog that resisted every step. Ordinary life, uninterrupted. She had missed feeling part of it.Her phone buzzed once. A message from her agent confirming the final production timeline. Grace read it and set the phone face down. To
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-FiveThe formal acknowledgment was released on a Monday morning, timed carefully to avoid spectacle. It did not trend. It did not explode. It appeared as a clean, factual statement issued by the review committee, written in language that left no room for emotion but no space for denial. Procedural failures were cited. Evidence mishandling confirmed. External influence acknowledged. The original outcome, while legally final, was declared ethically compromised.Grace read it once on her phone, then again on her laptop. The words were plain. That mattered. They did not dramatize her pain. They did not soften responsibility. They corrected the record, nothing more and nothing less.She closed the document and sat still.There was no rush of triumph. No tears. What she felt instead was a quiet internal shift, like something heavy being set down after years of carrying it without noticing how it bent her spine. Her breathing changed. Deeper. Slower.The nonprofit office responded with restraint.
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-FourThe first cool morning arrived quietly, without announcement. Grace noticed it when she stepped onto the balcony and felt air that did not cling to her skin. The city below looked the same, but something had shifted. She stayed there for a moment longer than usual, letting the breeze settle against her face, then went back inside.Nathaniel was already awake. He sat at the dining table with his laptop open, sleeves rolled up, coffee untouched. He looked up when she entered.“You’re up early,” he said.“So are you.”He closed the laptop partway. “I couldn’t sleep.”Grace poured herself water. “Bad or thoughtful?”He considered. “Thoughtful.”She nodded. That answer no longer unsettled her.They moved through the morning without urgency. Breakfast was simple. Conversation lighter than it had been in weeks. When Nathaniel left for a meeting, he paused by the door.“I’ll be late,” he said.“Okay.”He hesitated, then added, “Dinner?”“Yes.”That was enough.Grace spent the morning at the o
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-ThreeSpring arrived quietly. There were no dramatic shifts in weather, no sudden warmth that demanded attention. The mornings softened first. Light lingered longer on the walls. Grace noticed it in small ways, the way she no longer reached for a sweater immediately, the way windows stayed open just a little longer before dusk.Work carried on with steady rhythm. The nonprofit expanded its legal outreach into two additional regions, not because of ambition, but necessity. Requests had increased organically. Grace approved the move after careful review, not rushed by emotion. She trusted the structure she had helped design. It could hold growth without distortion.She spent more time mentoring younger advocates now, not instructing, but listening. She asked questions that encouraged them to think critically about impact rather than optics. Some struggled with that. Others embraced it. Grace did not push either way. She understood that conviction developed at different speeds.Nathaniel’s sch
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