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.

Cole! Maybe you should go and butter her up a little more.

this far?” Cole said as he held Cassandra in his arms and nuzzled his thin lips against her

mind if she finds out that

her head. She took a step back and

gown and held back

hospital when his

and forced her to marry into the Foster family so she could reap the benefits. She had made it

boyfriend who said he loved her would turn around

said

dreams were

Avery clenched her fists, and

stepsister’s bullying for her father’s sake. She suffered through all kinds of

was too stupid and

allow them to take her

would take back all that was

ceremony began

of flowers in her hands, Avery walked down the aisle as soft, romantic music

and put on her own

but she

on, she was Mrs. Foster, and she

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

……

Avery was sent to Elliot’s

was located in the heart of the city’s affluent district and cost over

layout, Mrs. Cooper had dragged her

immediately drawn to the man on the large bed. She slowly walked over and

out on his chiseled face, and he exuded a majestic aura

but his handsome face made one unable to

not sick, Avery would have never become his

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