She Became Glamorous After Engagement Annulment Novels & Stories

Like my mind had played some cruel trick and conjured her up from loneliness or delusion. Still, I pressed on. I made deeper inquiries, and that’s when I heard the news. She was engaged—to Wilbet Gregory. A very interesting choice, if I do say so myself. It was no secret he had just gotten out of a scandalous breakup with his longtime lover mere months before announcing his engagement. And yet there he was, suddenly all smiles with the quiet, reclusive Aziza. It raised eyebrows. But the Laurents don’t interfere. We never do. So I did the only sensible thing left. I left the country for a while. Traveled. Distracted myself. Tried to forget her. Tried.

The scent of dried champagne still clung to my ruined gown, discarded in the corner like a corpse of last night’s humiliation. My phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. Every screen in the mansion, the TV in the sitting room, the tablet in the kitchen, even the maids whispering behind closed doors, was filled with me. Headlines screamed: • “Saints Heiress Publicly Humiliated: Damian Gray Ends Engagement at X Holdings Ball!” • “Cinderella Prevails? Damian Chooses Secretary Over Saint!” • “Is This the End of the Saints Legacy?” Clips of me grabbing Natalie’s wrist, my stained gown, Damian’s cold declaration, they were everywhere.

Oswald held her hand then he said to her looking directly in her eyes, I have cancelled the engagement. There is no more Oswald and Tess. So, now, I want you to be free around me and don’t hesitate to call me anytime. Elsie nodded her head with a stunned expression drawn all over her body rushed out of the restaurant.

She gave a graceful smile and stopped in front of one reporter. “Yes,” she said clearly, placing her hand on her bump. “I’m expecting.” Immediately she said those words, there were more flashes. “And yes,” she added, her voice confident and calm, “I’m exactly where I want to be.” Ethan gently leaned down and kissed her temple. That single action caused another wave of camera flashes. But neither of them cared anymore. For the first time in a long while, they weren’t pretending. They were just living. Inside the gala, the air buzzed with celebration. Her show had already become a sensation before its premiere. She had gone from being the woman who had almost quit everything… to the woman ever

" she yelled walking around the table to stand in front of him. She grabbed his collar shaking him slightly "Mr Arrogant have you forgotten that it's almost impossible to get rid of me? and what were you thinking when you chose to drag that joker into our lives?". She stared down at the ring on his finger "You got engaged to her last night in front of the media! your engagement with her is trending all over the internet ". Amelia held his hand and pulled out the ring on his finger throwing it far away from their eyes reach.

He couldn't believe that she could cook. The way she buried her head in there and did her job of cooking was somewhat surprising to him. In the past, she was a noble and proud peacock. But now she had turned into a Cinderella. After she became his mistress, she could also be considered as regaining the status of a rich lady. The scandals and hot gossip he gave her gave her enough money to buy a luxury car and branded clothes, but it was surprising to see her dressed plainly. She always wore the same coats, jumpers and jeans, and she never got tired of them.

She was able to breathe for the first time in months. She called a cab and sighed as she climbed into the backseat, her suitcase rolling behind her. She wore a loose sundress that skimmed her thighs, big sunglasses, and a gold anklet that winked with each leg shift, making her reflection in the window appear almost alien. Two days prior, after calling off her engagement to Damien, she had purchased that anklet in a fit of rebellion. Damien would have detested this gown. He would have detested her excessively red lipstick and the way she styled her hair down. And she had worn it for that very reason.

Chapter 3: The Unwanted Engagement Elena never thought her life would turn into a spectacle for the entire world to see. But now, with just one announcement, she had become the center of gossip, headlines, and scrutiny. The engagement between her and Damien Sterling had spread like wildfire. Newspapers, magazines, and online articles painted different versions of their story. Some called it a fairy tale—an ordinary woman capturing the heart of a billionaire. Others saw it as a scandal, with Elena as a gold digger who had somehow tricked the ruthless CEO into marriage.

I couldn’t help but feel the shame she felt when Damien announced the end of their engagement. I knew she was feeling it, or she was going to after throwing such a lavish party a few months ago for their engagement party only to see it being called off the very time I got married, everyone knew she was obsessed with Damien and I didn’t even know why, because I doubt she loved him, she just wanted him and that was all.

She was wearing an expensive designer gown—Valentino or Versace, I can't remember which—dripping with jewelry that probably cost more than most people's houses. Her face was flushed with excitement, eyes bright with anticipation. "Hey, darling!" she gushed, reaching for my hand. "You look incredible. The photographer and media are on their way—they should be here in about fifteen minutes. We're going to rock this! This is going to be the engagement announcement of the year!" She was just too annoying to even look at. Everything about her suddenly irritated me—her breathless enthusiasm, the naive excitement, the way she looked at me like I was some kind of prize she'd won.