Chapter 1

It was the day of Avonsville socialite Avery Tate’s wedding, but there was no groom in sight.

The groom, Elliot Foster, had been in a vegetative state since a car crash half a year ago. His doctors said that he was not going to make it until the end of the year.

In a grief-stricken act, Elliot’s mother decided to arrange a marriage for her son before he met his untimely end.

The Fosters were one of the wealthiest families in Avonsville, but no socialite in her right mind would want to marry a man who was knocking on Death’s door.

……

Avery sat at the vanity with her slender figure gracefully dressed in a white wedding gown. With her elegant makeup that brought out the exquisiteness of her pale complexion, she looked as delicate as a budding red rose.

Yet, there was an uneasiness in her almond-shaped eyes.

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.

is still waiting for you to go to her, Cole! Maybe you should go and butter her up a little more. What are

held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her neck.

lose her mind if she finds out that you’ve been spending every night with

violent buzzing in her head. She took a

her fists around her gown and

admitted into hospital

Wanda Tate, turned on Avery and forced her to marry into the Foster family so she could reap the benefits. She had made it sound like the marriage was for the good of the Tate family, but Avery knew that this was Wanda’s way of getting

was the fact that the boyfriend who

carry on with the wedding. He said that he

dreams were

room intensified, Avery clenched her fists,

years, she endured her stepmother and stepsister’s bullying for her father’s sake. She

was too stupid and

longer allow them

take back all that was

wedding ceremony

bouquet of flowers in her hands, Avery walked

vows and put

puzzled, but

now on, she was Mrs. Foster, and

who used to hold Avonsville in the palm of his hand, did not have much

……

was sent to

in the heart of the city’s affluent

mansion’s layout, Mrs. Cooper had

on the large bed. She slowly walked over and carefully watched his

on his chiseled face, and he exuded a

was unusually pale from spending all that time indoors, but his handsome face made one unable to take their eyes

he were not sick, Avery would have never become

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