All Chapters of I Married My Fiancé’s Brother（short story collections）: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Introduction：Reborn on her wedding day, Lira Voss refuses to repeat her deadly past.Her fiancé Leigh Holt abandons her for his pregnant nightclub mistress mid-ceremony. Instead of begging, Lira trades her groom for his loyal younger brother Callen, steals Leigh’s family inheritance, and becomes the new Holt matriarch.She sets Leigh up with fierce heiress Sylvia Valerius, sparking a brutal war between his mistress and his official bride. Greed and jealousy destroy Sloane: she loses her son, poisons Leigh, and vanishes forever. Sylvia leaves the infertile Leigh, who loses everything and breaks down.Lira and Callen seize the empire, awaiting their baby. Every betrayer has gotten their cruel reckoning.***During my wedding to arms dealer Leigh Holt, his secret lover Sloane Cherie suddenly went into labor.Leigh shot to his feet, snatched up his jacket, and turned to leave."Lira, something's happened with Sloane. I have to go right now," he said, his voice sharp with worry. His eyes m

The young assistant clutched Leigh's arm, her voice trembling with desperation. "Mr. Holt, you can't waste another second! Ms. Cherie's fading fast!" Leigh turned to me, his face twisted with disdain. "Fine, Lira. If you're so set on marrying Callen, I'll let you have your way. It works out perfectly. Once Sloane has our child, I'll make her my wife. Don't come crying to me when you regret this!"With a dramatic flourish, he tore off his suit jacket, flung it aside, and stormed out, leaving a stunned crowd in his wake.I turned to my assistant, keeping my voice low but firm. "Get my father and Celeste here. Tell them to bring the engagement contract with Leigh."My parents arrived swiftly, their faces etched with fury.My father, Silas Voss, fixed Hugo with a steely glare. "What kind of circus is this, Holt? Do you think the Vosss will just swallow this humiliation? Your son ditches my daughter on her wedding day for his mistress, and you expect us to stay quiet?"I stepped in before

The announcement rang out, sharp and final. "Due to Mr. Leigh Holt's deplorable conduct, which has severely tarnished the family's reputation, the Council has voted to strip him of his heirship. Mr. Callen Holt will assume the role of heir. Mrs. Lira Holt, as the new heir's spouse, will join the board of directors. We trust you both will lead the family to new heights." The room erupted in applause, sealing the decision. Leigh stood frozen, his face a mask of disbelief. Only when the secretary stepped away did reality crash over him. He crumpled to the floor, his voice raw with desperation. "Why? I'm the rightful heir! How can you take that from me?"His eyes, red and wild, locked onto mine. "I never pegged you for such a fickle woman, Lira. We were engaged, bound by a promise. And just because I went to save Sloane, you turned around and married someone else?"His audacity sparked a bitter laugh from my lips. "Leigh, yesterday's wedding was a sacred pact between our families, but you

Sloane, having missed out on a baby shower, was thrilled when Leigh decided to throw a lavish sip-and-see party for their son, Ellis. He insisted on combining it with a grand wedding banquet for Sloane. Fresh from her postpartum recovery, Sloane dove into preparations with gusto, bustling about with servants to procure party supplies.At an upscale bridal boutique, Sloane crossed paths with Sylvia.Sloane lounged in the VIP room, sipping coffee, while her assistant barked orders with haughty confidence. "Mrs. Holt demands the finest wedding gown. Bring out your best pieces for us to choose from! Price is no object—just make sure it's stunning!"The staff, sensing a big spender, scurried to fetch the gowns.I happened to be there, helping Sylvia select her wedding dress. With her wedding date fast approaching, she needed something off the rack.Sylvia had just chosen a gown and wanted to try it on, but the clerk informed her that a VIP client had already claimed it.Sylvia's fiery temp

Sloane had been a shadow of herself lately, her eyes haunted, her spirit restless. She spent her days clutching Ellis, staring blankly in the back garden, lost in a fog of despair. Leigh, consumed with wedding preparations, hadn't spared a moment to comfort her in days.I couldn't help but smile. In my past life, their love had burned fierce and unyielding. Now, it was unraveling into chaos.Leigh, stripped of his heirship for Sloane's sake, was now scrambling to secure influence through his new wife's family.Meanwhile, my husband, Callen, was thriving. His recent projects were smashing successes, earning him glowing praise from the board.My father told me the chairman had publicly lauded Callen as a rising star, predicting he'd elevate the Holt family to new heights when he took the helm.This only deepened Hugo and Elowen's approval of us. In stark contrast, Leigh and Sloane's messy affair was a constant thorn in their side.Elowen even handed me the family heirloom jewelry, origi