All Chapters of My Fiancé Betrayed Me, I Married My family's Enemy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I swallowed my pride and fought to keep my voice steady. "Your brand just raised three hundred million dollars, Julian. Use the money that came from the Winslow family to help me save our home."Julian stopped what he was doing.He turned and looked at me like I was crazy, then snorted. "You want me to throw money into your family's black hole? Chloe, Vane is at a critical stage. We're about to go public."His words shattered my heart.I stared at the man in front of me, so polished and successful now. I barely recognized him.Five years ago, he'd been a broke kid scraping by, patching secondhand jackets.And I'd been the untouchable Winslow heiress who'd somehow fallen for his talent.I'd poured almost all of my family's resources into his career. I stayed by his side through countless days and nights as he sketched and we ate cold sandwiches.My father, Richard Winslow, hated seeing me struggle and kept urging me to come home.Blinded by a love that turned out to mean nothing, I'd fo

Killian gave a low laugh and pulled a black velvet box out of his pocket. Inside sat a massive diamond ring."One, I take over the whole Winslow mess and put in two hundred million in fresh capital, so your father can live out the rest of his life in peace in Switzerland."He picked up the ring, speaking with the arrogance of a man used to giving orders. "Two, first thing tomorrow morning, Onyx Capital pulls out of underwriting the Vane IPO and reports the company for fraud. Julian will be ruined and buried under more than a hundred million in debt before he knows what hit him."He knew exactly what I wanted, down to the last detail. I stared at him. "And what do I have to give you in return?"The hand on the back of my neck tightened, and Killian pulled me hard against his chest. Before I could fight him off, he seized my left hand and pushed the ring all the way onto my finger.To my shock, it fit my ring finger perfectly.A perfect size five and a half."Wear it, Chloe."Take off th

Chloe's POV:The moment I stepped onto the red carpet, everything went silent.I wore a long, dark green gown, the comeback piece of the legendary designer Jean-Paul Moreau.Killian claimed this one-of-a-kind gown had been made overnight. But one look at the lining told me it couldn't have been finished in a few hours.It was so exquisite, I felt as though it had been waiting for me for years.Around my neck was the Winslow emerald necklace, lost for 100 years. My left hand rested in the crook of Killian's arm, a 12-carat pink diamond on my ring finger."Is that... Chloe Winslow?""Oh my God, that's the necklace Onyx Capital paid thirty-eight million for at auction!""Look how that pink diamond sparkles... Is that an engagement ring?"The press went wild.Nearby, Julian stood frozen, his eyes locked on me.As a designer, he recognized the quality of my gown at a glance. Beside it, Mia's dress instantly looked cheap and trashy.Mia furtively tugged at her dress, but it was too short to

Dozens of gossip reporters stormed into the ceremony, turning the solemn wedding into chaos in an instant.And leading the charge was none other than Julian.In just three days, the man who'd had the world at his feet had become almost unrecognizable.His jaw was wrapped in gauze, his fingers were in a cast, and his face had grown gaunt. He reeked of alcohol.Behind him, Mia pushed her way in with the reporters, her hair a mess and her eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses."Get every second of this on camera and stream it live everywhere!"Desperate, Julian waved his arm, cast and all."Members of the press, Killian Valentine broke the law to steal my fiancée, Chloe, from me! This is the dirtiest sex-for-power deal this century has ever seen!"An uproar broke out among the guests, and a few of my older relatives shot to their feet, pale with alarm.Security rushed forward to clear the reporters out.But Killian slowly raised a hand to stop them.He didn't look the least bit rattled. With

Killian's voice nearly broke. "Twelve years ago, I was just a bastard kid who never had enough to eat. You were the only one who snuck me a piece of candy and asked if I was hurting.""That little boy covered in bruises was you?"Memories I hadn't thought about in 12 years came flooding back.I remembered now!Back then, my etiquette tutor had just scolded me, and I'd gone to sulk behind the stables.A boy in tattered clothes lay curled up beside a damp pile of hay. He was covered in bruises.In the distance, some so-called young gentlemen from good families were jeering at him, mocking his background.But that boy never begged them to stop or shed a single tear.He clutched a rock in his fist, his eyes full of hate.Everyone else looked down on him. My heart ached for him.Carefully, I reached through the iron bars and slipped a piece of candy I'd been saving into his bloody hand.He flinched, startled, and glared at me.I didn't back off. I just reached out and touched one of his scr