Marrying the Billionaire Broke My Ex Fiancé
In the three years I date Colin Blanchard, he tests me 99 times.
On the 100th time, he sends me to a jock's bed following his secretary's suggestion. This time, I do not resist. I sleep with the jock seven times in one night.
Colin berates me for being shameless. He quickly marries his secretary, Chelsea Wright, and deliberately waves their marriage certificate in front of me to provoke me.
He taunts, "Tammy, you were just one step away from becoming Mrs. Blanchard. It is your own fault for not holding on. Now it is too late to regret it."
Chelsea wraps her arm around him affectionately and says, "Thanks to you, I am able to a wonderful man like Colin. But now that you have lost your chastity and have been dumped by Colin, I am afraid no one in Baywich would want to marry you."
What a coincidence. I happened to have registered my marriage just the day before. My husband, Jeremiah Atkinson, is the richest man.
Five years later, I take my daughter to a piano competition. By chance, I run into Colin again.
Seeing my plain clothes, he comes over to mock me. "Tammy, did you come here today just to see me because you knew I would be here? Stop dreaming. Even if you abandon your burdensome child in front of me today, you are no longer worthy of being with me."
I ignore him.
In my heart, I am feeling anxious because Jeremiah is still nowhere to be seen. Our daughter is about to perform!