Capítulo 1

Era el día de la boda de la socialité de Avonsville, Avery Tate, pero no había novio a la vista.

El novio, Elliot Foster, había estado en estado vegetativo desde un accidente automovilístico hace medio año. Sus médicos dijeron que no iba a sobrevivir hasta fin de año.

En un acto de dolor, la madre de Elliot decidió arreglar el matrimonio de su hijo antes de que tuviera un final prematuro.

Los Foster eran una de las familias más ricas de Avonsville, pero ninguna socialité en su sano juicio querría casarse con un hombre que estaba llamando a la puerta de la Muerte.

……

Avery se sentó en el tocador con su esbelta figura elegantemente vestida con un vestido de novia blanco. Con su elegante maquillaje que resaltaba la exquisitez de su tez pálida, se veía tan delicada como una rosa roja en ciernes.

Sin embargo, había una inquietud en sus ojos almendrados.

There was only another 20 minutes until the ceremony, and Avery was frantically sliding her fingers across her phone screen, anxiously awaiting a text message.

She had a boyfriend before she was forced to marry Elliot, and it was a terrible coincidence that he just happened to be Elliot’s nephew, Cole Foster.

However, they had never made their relationship public.

Avery had texted Cole the night before in hopes that they would escape Avonsville together and elope. She had stayed up all night waiting, but she never got a reply.

She could wait no longer.

Avery rose from her seat, clenched her hand around her phone and made up an excuse to leave the room.

She hurried down the corridor and froze in her tracks as she walked past one of the rooms.

Avery heard the sound of her sister, Cassandra giggling delightedly through the slightly ajar room door.

Maybe you should go and butter her up a little more. What are we going to do if she changes her mind

choice now that things have come this far?” Cole said as he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her neck. “Even if she tries to back out now, the guards will drag her down the

“Avery will lose her mind if she finds out that you’ve been spending

head. She took a

clenched her fists around her gown and held back the tears in her

into hospital when his

Foster family so she could reap the benefits. She had made it sound like the marriage

who said he loved her would turn around and betray

on with the wedding. He said that he would marry her once Elliot died, but it was

 
 
 

her hopes and dreams were

in the room intensified, Avery clenched her fists, and her eyes turned

sake. She suffered

was too stupid and

longer allow them to take her

take back all that was

ceremony began shortly

in her wedding gown with a bouquet of flowers in her hands, Avery walked

own vows and put on her own

crowd looked puzzled, but she

was Mrs. Foster,

her new husband, who used to hold Avonsville in the palm

……

Avery was sent to Elliot’s

the city’s affluent district and

properly take in the mansion’s layout, Mrs. Cooper

man on the large bed. She slowly

out on his chiseled face,

all that time indoors, but his handsome face made one unable to take their eyes

sick, Avery would have never become

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