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After My Fiancée Bailed 50 Times, I Went Home to Be CEO
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After five years together, my fiancée Selene—a surgeon—canceled our wedding forty-nine times. The first time, she was in the middle of makeup when Kaelen, her male intern, messed up a patient’s chart. She rushed back to the hospital and left me waiting at the altar all day. The second time, just as we were about to exchange rings, she heard Kaelen was being bullied by another doctor. She went back to rescue him. I stayed behind, facing a roomful of smirking guests. After that, every time I tried to reschedule, that intern had some new emergency. Always needed her. Always right when the wedding was supposed to happen. I finally decided to end it. The day I left New York, she searched for me like a madwoman. But I was already gone.
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After My Fiancée Bailed 50 Times, I Went Home to Be CEO Chapter 9
The relief was profound. I was judged on my work, not my pedigree.I used my vacation time to see the world. Not the rushed, distracted trips of before, but real travel. I trekked in Patagonia, scuba-dived in the Silfra fissure, watched the sunrise over the Himalayas. The world was vast and awe-inspiring, and my own heartache felt small, manageable against its scale.Years slipped by. My practice grew. Wonderful, smart, kind women came into my orbit—colleagues, friends of friends. I enjoyed their company, but kept a gentle, unbreachable distance. I was content. Not happy, perhaps, but peacefully whole. The scars had healed over, strong, if not pretty.I had almost forgotten about Selene. She was a ghost from another life.Then, an invitation landed in my inbox for the International Cardio thoracic Summit in New York. Five years ago, the very idea would have sent me into a tailspin. Now, I felt only a detached curiosity. I clicked ‘Accept.’The conference was at my old hospital. Walki
After My Fiancée Bailed 50 Times, I Went Home to Be CEO Chapter 8
I thought she’d leave Houston after that.Instead, she tricked a colleague into setting me up. I arrived at what I thought was a work dinner, only to find Selene in the wedding dress I’d bought her, surrounded by coworkers.“Dean, will you marry me?” she asked, as people chanted, “Say yes!”Rage shot through me. After all her harassment, how did she think this would work?“Selene, you disgust me.”Her eyes welled up. “I’m trying to make up for everything! Isn’t that enough?”I pulled out my phone. “Should I call Kaelen to join us?”She slapped me. The room went silent.Someone asked, “She said you were together… just a misunderstanding.”“No misunderstanding,” I said calmly. “I loved her. She cheated on me with her intern.”The crowd fell quiet. Selene tried to reach for me. I stepped back.“I know I was wrong,” she sobbed. “Kaelen… he reminded me of us when we were young. I got confused. But it’s always been you. I’ll plan fifty more weddings if I have to. Just give me another chance.
After My Fiancée Bailed 50 Times, I Went Home to Be CEO Chapter 7
Her fingers, cold and insistent, closed over mine, forcing the repaired watch into my palm. “Just take it,” she pleaded, her voice breaking. “You loved it once.”I looked down at it. The mended crystal gleamed under the porch light, a perfect, pathetic lie. A laugh escaped me. Then, in one smooth motion, I drew back my arm and pitched it toward the large black trash bin at the end of the walkway. It hit the metal side with a sharp crackbefore tumbling inside. The glass, I knew, was shattered once more.Selene’s eyes went wide with horror, as if I’d thrown away a living thing.Fresh tears spilled over. “You… you treasured that watch…”“I treasured a promise,” I said, my voice flat and final. “I loved you. Now, everything that reminds me of you just makes me sick to my stomach.”I’d only seen her cry like this twice before: once over a stolen wallet, and now. I used to hate her tears. They’d twist something inside me, make me want to fix whatever was wrong. Now, they were just sa
After My Fiancée Bailed 50 Times, I Went Home to Be CEO Chapter 6
The plane touched down in Houston late. Past midnight. The airport was quiet. Stepping into the humid Texas air felt like stepping into a different life.There, under the harsh fluorescent lights of arrivals, were my parents. My dad, who was usually asleep by nine, and my mom, who never missed her eight hours. They both looked tired, but their eyes were wide awake, fixed on the doors.“Dean,” my mom breathed out, the word full of relief.I walked over and hugged them. The familiar scent of my mom’s perfume and my dad’s starch hit me, a solid, real thing. “I’m home,” I said into my mom’s shoulder. My dad clapped a heavy hand on my back. “Welcome back, son.”They gave me a couple of days. To sleep. To stare at the ceiling of my old room. To just exist without the constant, low-grade panic of waiting for a text, for a call, for another cancellation.Then, I started at the hospital.Thorne Memorial. My family’s place. My dad had kept it quiet. No announcements. No “founder’s son” fanfa
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