Todos os capítulos de Once a Doormat, Now Married to a Tycoon : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 4

Every child in the orphanage dreamed of being adopted into love, into a family.I was adopted too, into a nightmare. All my family wanted was my body.When the Davenports' real daughter fell sick, they didn't ask for my help. They took half my liver before I was old enough to understand the word no.Freya lived, but I was discarded, like a bloody bandage, sent to the countryside to my Grandmama Bethel.Now my grandmother lay dying, and she wants me to go back to that house. She calls it returning to my family.I call it returning to the people who used me for spare parts and dumped me like a spare wheel.Third person POV Elizabeth Davenport gripped her sick grandmother's hand, desperately praying the old woman would cling on to life.As the old woman trembled on the bed, a part of Elizabeth knew she was losing her.Bethel Davenport struggled to lift her head. Liz, you have to go back to your family.Shock hit Elizabeth like a blow. She froze. Elizabeth shook her head and uttered in d

Elizabeth blinked at Stephen. Isn't Freya the one engaged to Elliott Blackwood? Why are you making me marry him? Stephen drew his brows together as he studied her. Something about her felt different now, unfamiliar in a way he could not place. He clasped his hands behind his back and held her with a cold, steady gaze. You and your sister are not the same. She has a future ahead of her. She will not be tied to a cripple. The Blackwood family only wants a Davenport daughter, and you will be that bride. Disdain flickered in his eyes, as if even calling her a Davenport left a bitter taste. Evelyn lifted her chin and stepped forward, irritation sharpening her features. You ungrateful girl. The Blackwood family is powerful. We are doing you a favor. A soft laugh slipped from Elizabeth, and her smile caught the light. Evelyn narrowed her eyes. What is so funny? Elizabeth leaned back slightly, still stroking the cat, her gaze steady and unbothered. You planned this. Well, I am the ad