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2,081,613	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574		Breaking free from her ex, shedding the homemaker persona, she focused on her career, unveiling secret identities. However, no matter where she went, she couldn't escape the man before her, "You tried every field, when will you say yes to my proposal?!" ===== "Sign the divorce papers and leave the Griffiths family for good!" A document landed abruptly before Leanna Jackson. At first glance, the signature at the bottom was unmistakable. Joshua Griffiths. The script was decisive, suggesting Joshua had been anticipating this moment eagerly. Leanna's fingers shuffled through the papers as she lifted her gaze to meet the smug expression of Sandra Griffiths standing opposite her. "Where's Joshua? Why isn't he here to discuss this with me directly?" Leanna asked. Sandra let out a dismissive scoff, as if Leanna's question was absurd. "Do you honestly think my brother has time to spare for someone like you?" Sandra's eyes swept over Leanna, taking her in from head to toe. Despite everything, Leanna's beauty was undeniable. Even Sandra had been dazzled by Leanna when they first met. However, Leanna's beauty was always understated. Her thick bangs and oversized black-rimmed glasses obscured much of her petite face, and she consistently dressed down in baggy loungewear, concealing her shapely figure. Sandra thought Leanna was merely a shallow woman whose world revolved around domestic chores. "Joshua is swamped with work at the company. He doesn't have time to waste on you!" Sandra snapped. Leanna pursed her lips and then chuckled. "Is he caught up in work, or is he just spending time with Renee?" Saying this, Leanna felt a weight lift from her chest, yet a bitter taste lingered on her tongue. Renee Hayes, the woman Joshua had adored for a decade, cast a long shadow over Leanna's fragile three-year marriage. It was Renee who had abandoned Joshua at the altar, nearly turning the Griffiths family into a joke in Cenwood. To fulfill a promise made to Joshua's grandfather, Richard Griffiths, and to repay a childhood debt to Joshua, Leanna had stepped in to marry Joshua without a second thought. After the wedding, Leanna swapped her elegant dresses for an apron, striving to be the perfect wife, even as Joshua kept his distance. "Knowing that, you should have backed off earlier instead of clinging to something that wasn't yours!" Sandra snorted. "Renee graduated from a prestigious music academy abroad and was immediately recruited by a renowned symphony orchestra. She's well-mannered and comes from a good family. How could you, a high school dropout, ever compare to her?" Leanna had endured harsh words like these for the past three years. Since marrying into the Griffiths family, Leanna had diligently fulfilled her duties to her in-laws and consistently supported Sandra. Sandra, who had a habit of spending excessively, often turned to Leanna for financial aid when money ran low. Whenever Sandra suffered abuse from her husband, the Griffiths family turned a blind eye, wary of any negative impact on their social standing. Without Leanna's intervention, Sandra's situation might have been dire. Yet, here was Sandra, parading her independence and treating Leanna with disdain. Leanna was examining the conditions in the contract when, abruptly, she closed it with a snap and slid it across the table to Sandra. "Divorce is acceptable, but I'm claiming half of Joshua's assets." Sandra's eyes bulged in astonishment as she slammed her hand down on the table, springing to her feet abruptly. "Dream on! Don't presume your modest family can climb up the ladder with you marrying into the Griffiths family. You'll leave with nothing, absolutely nothing!" In response, Leanna calmly removed her apron and unzipped her baggy loungewear, revealing a sleek ribbed top and jeans that accentuated her figure. Leanna took off her glasses, her gaze sweeping over Sandra with a slight smile. "The decision isn't yours to make. I'll discuss it with Joshua directly." Sandra, caught off guard by Leanna's sudden transformation from the seemingly nobody she thought she knew to someone decidedly more calculating and distant, was momentarily speechless. When Sandra came to her senses, Leanna was already making her way to the exit. "Where do you think you're going? Come back here and sign these papers!" Sandra yelled. However, Leanna completely disregarded Sandra's angry accusations behind her. Stepping into the open air, Leanna quickly made a phone call. "Help me locate Joshua." By four o'clock, a Koenigsegg was blazing down the highway, cutting through traffic with incredible ease thanks to the driver's superb handling. "I've located him. He's at Sanctity Theater. The GPS is set." The voice through the Bluetooth connection sounded slightly anxious. "Leanna, please don't do anything rash. Joshua isn't worth it..." Leanna's brow furrowed in a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Rash? That's not how I do things." "I'm not so sure about that," Sloane Buckley retorted from the other end of the line. "You're usually solid, but you have lost yourself upon learning Joshua is the one who rescued you when you were just ten. I mean, why demean yourself for someone who doesn't see your worth? You even hide your true identity and abilities for his sake. Why?" "Enough!" Leanna cut off her friend's tirade abruptly. "This isn't about him. You're aware of the complexities with my family." Knowing Sloane was simply looking out for her, Leanna softened her tone a bit. "Don't worry. I'm merely going to request a divorce." "What? Oh my God..." Sloane gasped. Before Sloane's shriek could pierce her ear further, Leanna disconnected the call. A smile played on her lips as she pressed the accelerator down hard. Leanna skillfully maneuvered around a Bugatti that had been in her way, speeding ahead with authority. Meanwhile, in the rear seat of the black Bugatti, a man spoke in a cold, clear tone. "Follow that Koenigsegg. Alert Jasper to cut it off at the next intersection." The assistant accelerated, his voice shaky. "Sir, is there an issue with that vehicle?" The man reclined, his lips parting slightly as he murmured to himself, "It's been a long time, Tyrant." Chapter 2 She Is Tyrant! Tyrant? Aaron White, sitting in the driver's seat, jerked in surprise. Could it really be Tyrant, the legendary figure who had dominated the underground racing scene as its champion for years? Hadn't Tyrant vanished without a trace three years ago? What was Tyrant doing now, appearing out of nowhere on the roads of Cenwood? Moreover, the driver of the sleek Koenigsegg appeared to be a woman. Yet, with the certainty resonating in the voice of the man from the back seat, Aaron refrained from asking any questions. He focused intently on the vehicle pulling ahead, determined not to lose sight of it for even a moment. As Leanna overtook the Bugatti, she stole a glance at her left-side mirror, her brow furrowing. She tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone cool and decisive. "Sloane, tap into the satellite. There's a Bugatti on my tail at eight o'clock. Identify the owner." Sloane, though taken aback, acted swiftly. She soon had the information, and a gasp escaped her as she spoke into the earpiece. "It belongs to the Ford family. It's... Matthew Ford!" Leanna's pupils contracted sharply. "No way. When did you get mixed up with that man?" Sloane's voice carried an unusual hint of panic. "I heard he came back from Woll Street, an overseas financial center, last month and has already turned Cenwood upside down, shifting the power dynamics among the old families." Sloane hesitated and then asked with suspicion, "You haven't gotten involved with the Ford Group's affairs, have you?" "Hey!" Leanna tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone tinged with resignation. "I'm not that greedy. Plus, I've been in Cenwood for most of the last three years. Every time I travel abroad, I have to create new identities and cover my tracks. It's such a hassle. Do I look like I have time for messing with the Ford Group?" Sloane quickly realized her mistake. "Right, it's all Joshua's fault. If not for him, you..." "Enough. Can you hack into the Bugatti's system remotely? If we don't sort this out, Matthew's going to watch me catch Joshua red-handed." Leanna glanced at the rearview mirror again. The Bugatti was closing in as they spoke. "I can't!" Sloane's voice took on a sudden urgency. "It operates both manually and automatically. Simply cutting the system won't do the trick!" Leanna's expression grew even more intense. She was just about to respond when Sloane's voice escalated abruptly. "Leanna, ease up! You've got a blockade two kilometers up ahead!" As the fog of dust and debris thinned, revealing the road ahead, Leanna clicked her tongue in mild annoyance. "Quite the spectacle." The swift Koenigsegg was soon hemmed in, forced to halt by a barricade stretching from the front to the back. Leanna found herself being cornered on the asphalt, flanked by six supercars in front and a looming Bugatti at her rear. Leaning back in her seat, she raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued. The driver of the leading Ferrari, clearly the ring leader, motioned for Leanna to exit her vehicle and come forward for a talk. Yet, Leanna's gaze was locked on the Bugatti in her rearview mirror. Due to the distance, she could just discern the face of the driver. Matthew, sitting in the back, was partially obscured, but even the glimpse of his black suit did little to soften his daunting aura. Noticing the Koenigsegg's prolonged stillness, Aaron peered over to the back seat. "Sir, should we have Jasper force her out of the car?" Matthew, reclining with crossed legs, absentmindedly twirled a tourmaline ring around his middle finger. "Wait." Behind the dense car windows, Matthew seemed to lock gazes with Leanna in the front vehicle. He let out a soft chuckle. "Compliance will be so uncharacteristic of Tyrant." Leanna's patience snapped. She surveyed the traffic ahead. The opposing team seemed hesitant, merely signaling each other rather than advancing to extract her from the vehicle. "Sloane, any alternative roads to Sanctity Theater? I need a detour now," Leanna asked. Sloane's fingers flew over the device, her tone tinged with concern. "There's one, but you'll still need to get past this crossroad. With the traffic like this, it's nearly impossible!" "Ding, a new route calculated, saves five minutes..." After using the navigation system, Leanna sat up straight, kept the handbrake engaged, and slammed the accelerator. The engine's thunderous bellow made the blockers alter their expressions. The leader appeared to receive a signal from the trailing Bugatti, then ceased his attempts to communicate and directed his men toward Leanna. Dialogue was evidently futile, and they were prepared to escalate to physical confrontation. A smirk played on Leanna's lips. Just as the men reached within arm's reach, nearly grazing her car door, she yanked the steering wheel and slammed the accelerator. She carved a path through the lineup of cars at a sharp angle, leaving a gap in her wake as she sped off under the astonished stares of onlookers. "There's no road I can't conquer!" On the other end of the Bluetooth connection, Sloane screamed in exhilaration, but her excitement soon gave way to concern. "Are we going to make an enemy of Matthew by breaking through his barricade?" Leanna scoffed. "He initiated this pursuit. Besides, what's another enemy to me?" The sound of her sports car lingered in the air long after she was gone. Once back at the office, Jasper Todd was still shaken when he faced Matthew. "I apologize, sir. I failed to stop Tyrant. I accept any punishment you deem fit." Matthew stood next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, surveying Cenwood from the tallest point, his eyes locked onto a specific building. "Was that Koenigsegg associated with the Griffiths Group?" Aaron swiftly navigated his tablet and responded without hesitation, "The records confirm that the car was purchased three years ago, primarily used by Joshua and his father." Aaron paused briefly before continuing, "The driver today seems to be Joshua's wife, Leanna. But there's no way she's Tyrant." Before Aaron could elaborate, Jasper cut him off. "That's absurd! You were right there. You saw how that car smashed through our barricades. If she isn't Tyrant, then tell me, who else could pull off something like that? She must be Tyrant!" Aaron's expression tightened as he scrolled through the data. "According to these records, Leanna is merely the daughter of a modest film production company owner. After her mother's early death and her father's remarriage, she had to leave high school and move to another city due to the new family dynamics, including a stepbrother and stepsister. How could she possibly enter the Nolis Hill races, let alone dominate them as a top competitor?" Jasper found himself at a loss for words and instinctively turned his gaze toward Matthew. Matthew, towering and authoritative, commanded the room with his mere presence. Absently fidgeting with his Patek Philippe watch, Matthew let out a chuckle, the sound chilling them to the bone. With a sly smile, he suggested, "Extend an extra invitation to the Griffiths for next week's charity gala." Chapter 3 Not A Penny Less! The Koenigsegg screeched to a halt outside the gates of the Sanctity Theater. Immediately, a security guard dashed toward the car, waving his arms. "I'm sorry, but the theater is closed for a private event today. You'll have to leave." Leanna smirked at the guard from the driver's seat as the car window slid down. "Don't you recognize this car?" she asked, a playful tone in her voice. The guard scrutinized the license plate and then Leanna's face, his expression wary. He reached for his walkie-talkie, his voice cautious. "Ma'am, may I ask who you are? How are you connected to Mr. Griffiths? Do you have an invitation?" Leanna tilted her head, a mischievous wink in her eye. "I'm Joshua's wife, and I'm here to catch him red-handed." Before the guard could respond, Leanna hit the gas. The car surged forward, squeezing through the narrowing space of the partially opened gate with a loud crash. "Bam!" The sound of the gate breaking shattered the quiet of the theater. Inside, panic ensued. Joshua bolted onto the stage, his movements protective as he wrapped his arms around a visibly shaken Renee. He glared at the security guards, his voice raised in the chaos. "What are you doing, letting a car wreak havoc in the theater? If Renee gets hurt, you're all going to jail!" Renee clung to Joshua's shirt, her tears soaking the fabric. "Joshua, I'm terrified! Could this be a terrorist attack? We need to call the police!" Joshua soothed her with a gentle pat on the back. "Don't worry. I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you!" He then turned and shouted at the guards, "What are you waiting for? Apprehend the intruders and bring them to the police!" The guards shared a look of uncertainty before one hesitantly pointed at the car's license plate. "Mr. Griffiths, that seems to be your car..." Joshua's heart skipped a beat as he saw the distinct and imposing Koenigsegg emerging from the dust. His pupils shrank in shock. This was his high-performance Koenigsegg, bought from an underground dealer for a hefty sum. At home, only he and his father were allowed to drive this advanced supercar due to its complex features. Now, the car sat mangled in the ruined gate, its once immaculate form scarred and dented, front lights shattered, surrounded by a spread of debris. Joshua felt the beginning of a headache. "How dare the intruders steal my car and create such chaos? They're going to regret this..." The next instant, the mangled car door swung open, and a slender, elegant figure emerged. "What penalty could possibly exceed the cost of your infidelity during our marriage?" Leanna's voice, though soft, cut through the noise of the crowded concert hall, bringing silence. Joshua's expression twisted in disbelief. "Leanna? What are you doing here..." Joshua's voice, initially panicked, grew harsh as he confronted her. "Have you lost your senses? Who gave you the right to disrupt Renee's concert? Do you really think I won't have you arrested?" With the car keys swinging lightly from her fingertips, Leanna advanced toward Joshua, her smirk playful yet menacing. "It seems the great Mr. Griffiths can squeeze in time for his mstress' concert, but not our divorce. I guess I had to deliver the papers myself." Her words set the hall abuzz with murmurs. "Is she the wife Mr. Griffiths has been hiding and never acknowledged? I thought she was just a high school dropout from the countryside. She's stunning!" "Wait, does this mean Mr. Griffiths has been unfaithful?" Renee, noticing the cameras lifting around her, altered her expression. She extricated herself from Joshua's embrace and turned to Leanna, tears welling up in her eyes. "Leanna, had you not meddled with my relationship with Joshua, I would never have had to leave. Now that I'm back, he only sees me as a friend. Why must you be so hostile?" Renee's voice broke as she spoke. "You've already occupied the position of Joshua's wife. What else do you want from me? Will you only be content if I am gone?" Renee's tearful appeal, along with her innocent appearance, swiftly drew compassion from the onlookers. The crowd began to defend Renee. "Miss Hayes and Mr. Griffiths are childhood sweethearts, perfect for each other. However, Mr. Griffiths ended up marrying a high school dropout. Who knows what she did to snag him?" "Exactly! When Miss Hayes left for overseas, Mr. Griffiths skipped the engagement party to bid her farewell. Clearly, he still has strong feelings for her!" "Being married on paper doesn't mean much. The one who is unloved is the true outsider!" As the tide shifted in her favor, Renee ducked behind Joshua, flashing a victorious grin at Leanna. Joshua carefully dabbed at Renee's tears before turning to Leanna, his expression filled with contempt as if she were the epitome of unreasonableness. "Let's resolve your concerns privately. There's no need to involve Renee in your malicious plots." Leanna observed their overt affection with a sneer. "How can you both be so shameless?" Leanna's gaze hardened as she addressed Renee, "Miss Hayes, let's be clear. Back then, you opted for fifty million and a promising career abroad over Joshua. Now, having failed overseas, you return seeking a fallback to prop you up?" "Sht up!" Joshua interrupted Leanna sharply, his eyes brimming with revulsion. "Renee had her reasons then, unlike you!" Witnessing Joshua's unwavering defense of Renee, Leanna's heart twisted with bitterness. The man who had once braved danger to rescue her from a terrorist now seemed like a stranger. In that instant, her heart broke completely. Leanna declared, "Joshua, if you're so committed to playing the doting partner for her, then sign the divorce papers and split our assets. But remember, a single penny less, and I won't agree to the divorce. You and your beloved can spend eternity together as the shameless pair you truly are." Chapter 4 Went Down With My Miserable Marriage Joshua never anticipated the drastic transformation in his usually compliant and manipulable wife. Adorned in chic clothing, Leanna had strode from the Koenigsegg across the dusty path with a newfound arrogance, a stark contrast to the domesticated housewife Joshua knew. "Quit daydreaming!" Joshua snapped, his expression darkening. "Enough, Leanna. Stop playing these games to capture my attention." His glare was a warning. "Your tricks only make me despise you more." For the first time, Leanna had found Joshua's self-righteous demeanor amusing. "Don't bring up personal feelings in a conversation about money. Don't you feel sick?" Leanna smirked at the duo and addressed Joshua sharply, "If you were so devoted to Renee, why didn't you follow her abroad back then? Why did you stay and marry me? Was your love not potent enough?" Joshua, struck deeply by her words, quickly responded, "You know my grandpa used the Griffiths Group to threaten me. How else could I stand by and watch Renee leave..." "So, it all boils down to money, doesn't it?" Leanna interrupted him sharply. "Your so-called true love can't compete with being the heir to the Griffiths Group, can it?" Leanna chuckled mockingly. "Joshua, stop playing the part of the loyal lover!" Exposed in front of everyone, Joshua's cheeks flamed with embarrassment. Renee quickly came to his defense with a thoughtful tone. "Leanna, there's no need to work so hard at driving a wedge between Joshua and me. He has his reasons." Renee then locked eyes with Leanna, her gaze meaningful and provoking. "Leanna, I'm well aware you're trying to sabotage my relationship with Joshua just to get more share of the Griffiths family's assets. Wasn't that your motive for marrying him?" With these words hanging in the air, Joshua's contempt for Leanna grew, and he scoffed. "I knew it! You're always greedy. A million has already been deposited into your account, and that Audi will soon be in your name. The Griffiths family can easily handle that. We're not some insignificant, petty family like yours..." "That's mere pocket change!" Leanna retorted sharply, giving little regard for Joshua's reputation by confronting him. "You're a billionaire. Considering our joint marital assets, plus all the cars and houses, I should be claiming at least five hundred million. Who are you trying to fool with that second-hand Audi from your sister?" Leanna's gaze then cut sharply to Renee, who instinctively recoiled. "If I'm not wrong, that necklace adorning your little sweetheart over there is worth over a million, isn't it?" Joshua, positioning himself protectively in front of Renee, snapped, "Don't you find your greed repulsive, Leanna? Renee's necklace was a gift from me. She embodies purity and kindness, unlike you, who only have eyes for wealth!" Leanna shot back with a dismissive nod, "So, you refuse to pay, is that it?" With those words, she spun around and climbed back into the Koenigsegg. As everyone looked on, puzzled by her actions, the silence was broken by the thunderous sound of the sports car's engine revving to life, vibrating through the air. The sleek black supercar surged forward like a swift arrow, barreling up the deserted steps directly toward the stage. "Bam!" Caught off-guard, Joshua and Renee were showered in a spray of wooden splinters. Renee let out a sharp scream, while Joshua, fighting back his own panic, yelled at Leanna, "Leanna, if you pull another stunt like this, I won't let it slide..." Unperturbed, Leanna ignored his threats. She threw the car into reverse, narrowly avoiding a collision with the stage. "Joshua, I'll ask you once more. Are you going to split the assets, or not?" she called out, her voice cutting through the tension. The engine's roar drained the color from Joshua's face. Crushed between the aggressive car and Leanna's forceful presence, he forgot any thoughts of escape. He had intended to call for security, only to discover they had vanished with the fleeing crowd. Now, only the three of them remained in this standoff. Joshua felt Leanna had lost her mind! Leanna relished the terror etched on Joshua's and Renee's faces, her lips twisting into a satisfied grin. As the engine's growl intensified, the car, under Joshua's horrified gaze, charged toward the stage once more!!! ...... What happens next? 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2,081,610	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574	Read next chapter	Breaking free from her ex, shedding the homemaker persona, she focused on her career, unveiling secret identities. However, no matter where she went, she couldn't escape the man before her, "You tried every field, when will you say yes to my proposal?!" ===== "Sign the divorce papers and leave the Griffiths family for good!" A document landed abruptly before Leanna Jackson. At first glance, the signature at the bottom was unmistakable. Joshua Griffiths. The script was decisive, suggesting Joshua had been anticipating this moment eagerly. Leanna's fingers shuffled through the papers as she lifted her gaze to meet the smug expression of Sandra Griffiths standing opposite her. "Where's Joshua? Why isn't he here to discuss this with me directly?" Leanna asked. Sandra let out a dismissive scoff, as if Leanna's question was absurd. "Do you honestly think my brother has time to spare for someone like you?" Sandra's eyes swept over Leanna, taking her in from head to toe. Despite everything, Leanna's beauty was undeniable. Even Sandra had been dazzled by Leanna when they first met. However, Leanna's beauty was always understated. Her thick bangs and oversized black-rimmed glasses obscured much of her petite face, and she consistently dressed down in baggy loungewear, concealing her shapely figure. Sandra thought Leanna was merely a shallow woman whose world revolved around domestic chores. "Joshua is swamped with work at the company. He doesn't have time to waste on you!" Sandra snapped. Leanna pursed her lips and then chuckled. "Is he caught up in work, or is he just spending time with Renee?" Saying this, Leanna felt a weight lift from her chest, yet a bitter taste lingered on her tongue. Renee Hayes, the woman Joshua had adored for a decade, cast a long shadow over Leanna's fragile three-year marriage. It was Renee who had abandoned Joshua at the altar, nearly turning the Griffiths family into a joke in Cenwood. To fulfill a promise made to Joshua's grandfather, Richard Griffiths, and to repay a childhood debt to Joshua, Leanna had stepped in to marry Joshua without a second thought. After the wedding, Leanna swapped her elegant dresses for an apron, striving to be the perfect wife, even as Joshua kept his distance. "Knowing that, you should have backed off earlier instead of clinging to something that wasn't yours!" Sandra snorted. "Renee graduated from a prestigious music academy abroad and was immediately recruited by a renowned symphony orchestra. She's well-mannered and comes from a good family. How could you, a high school dropout, ever compare to her?" Leanna had endured harsh words like these for the past three years. Since marrying into the Griffiths family, Leanna had diligently fulfilled her duties to her in-laws and consistently supported Sandra. Sandra, who had a habit of spending excessively, often turned to Leanna for financial aid when money ran low. Whenever Sandra suffered abuse from her husband, the Griffiths family turned a blind eye, wary of any negative impact on their social standing. Without Leanna's intervention, Sandra's situation might have been dire. Yet, here was Sandra, parading her independence and treating Leanna with disdain. Leanna was examining the conditions in the contract when, abruptly, she closed it with a snap and slid it across the table to Sandra. "Divorce is acceptable, but I'm claiming half of Joshua's assets." Sandra's eyes bulged in astonishment as she slammed her hand down on the table, springing to her feet abruptly. "Dream on! Don't presume your modest family can climb up the ladder with you marrying into the Griffiths family. You'll leave with nothing, absolutely nothing!" In response, Leanna calmly removed her apron and unzipped her baggy loungewear, revealing a sleek ribbed top and jeans that accentuated her figure. Leanna took off her glasses, her gaze sweeping over Sandra with a slight smile. "The decision isn't yours to make. I'll discuss it with Joshua directly." Sandra, caught off guard by Leanna's sudden transformation from the seemingly nobody she thought she knew to someone decidedly more calculating and distant, was momentarily speechless. When Sandra came to her senses, Leanna was already making her way to the exit. "Where do you think you're going? Come back here and sign these papers!" Sandra yelled. However, Leanna completely disregarded Sandra's angry accusations behind her. Stepping into the open air, Leanna quickly made a phone call. "Help me locate Joshua." By four o'clock, a Koenigsegg was blazing down the highway, cutting through traffic with incredible ease thanks to the driver's superb handling. "I've located him. He's at Sanctity Theater. The GPS is set." The voice through the Bluetooth connection sounded slightly anxious. "Leanna, please don't do anything rash. Joshua isn't worth it..." Leanna's brow furrowed in a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Rash? That's not how I do things." "I'm not so sure about that," Sloane Buckley retorted from the other end of the line. "You're usually solid, but you have lost yourself upon learning Joshua is the one who rescued you when you were just ten. I mean, why demean yourself for someone who doesn't see your worth? You even hide your true identity and abilities for his sake. Why?" "Enough!" Leanna cut off her friend's tirade abruptly. "This isn't about him. You're aware of the complexities with my family." Knowing Sloane was simply looking out for her, Leanna softened her tone a bit. "Don't worry. I'm merely going to request a divorce." "What? Oh my God..." Sloane gasped. Before Sloane's shriek could pierce her ear further, Leanna disconnected the call. A smile played on her lips as she pressed the accelerator down hard. Leanna skillfully maneuvered around a Bugatti that had been in her way, speeding ahead with authority. Meanwhile, in the rear seat of the black Bugatti, a man spoke in a cold, clear tone. "Follow that Koenigsegg. Alert Jasper to cut it off at the next intersection." The assistant accelerated, his voice shaky. "Sir, is there an issue with that vehicle?" The man reclined, his lips parting slightly as he murmured to himself, "It's been a long time, Tyrant." Chapter 2 She Is Tyrant! Tyrant? Aaron White, sitting in the driver's seat, jerked in surprise. Could it really be Tyrant, the legendary figure who had dominated the underground racing scene as its champion for years? Hadn't Tyrant vanished without a trace three years ago? What was Tyrant doing now, appearing out of nowhere on the roads of Cenwood? Moreover, the driver of the sleek Koenigsegg appeared to be a woman. Yet, with the certainty resonating in the voice of the man from the back seat, Aaron refrained from asking any questions. He focused intently on the vehicle pulling ahead, determined not to lose sight of it for even a moment. As Leanna overtook the Bugatti, she stole a glance at her left-side mirror, her brow furrowing. She tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone cool and decisive. "Sloane, tap into the satellite. There's a Bugatti on my tail at eight o'clock. Identify the owner." Sloane, though taken aback, acted swiftly. She soon had the information, and a gasp escaped her as she spoke into the earpiece. "It belongs to the Ford family. It's... Matthew Ford!" Leanna's pupils contracted sharply. "No way. When did you get mixed up with that man?" Sloane's voice carried an unusual hint of panic. "I heard he came back from Woll Street, an overseas financial center, last month and has already turned Cenwood upside down, shifting the power dynamics among the old families." Sloane hesitated and then asked with suspicion, "You haven't gotten involved with the Ford Group's affairs, have you?" "Hey!" Leanna tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone tinged with resignation. "I'm not that greedy. Plus, I've been in Cenwood for most of the last three years. Every time I travel abroad, I have to create new identities and cover my tracks. It's such a hassle. Do I look like I have time for messing with the Ford Group?" Sloane quickly realized her mistake. "Right, it's all Joshua's fault. If not for him, you..." "Enough. Can you hack into the Bugatti's system remotely? If we don't sort this out, Matthew's going to watch me catch Joshua red-handed." Leanna glanced at the rearview mirror again. The Bugatti was closing in as they spoke. "I can't!" Sloane's voice took on a sudden urgency. "It operates both manually and automatically. Simply cutting the system won't do the trick!" Leanna's expression grew even more intense. She was just about to respond when Sloane's voice escalated abruptly. "Leanna, ease up! You've got a blockade two kilometers up ahead!" As the fog of dust and debris thinned, revealing the road ahead, Leanna clicked her tongue in mild annoyance. "Quite the spectacle." The swift Koenigsegg was soon hemmed in, forced to halt by a barricade stretching from the front to the back. Leanna found herself being cornered on the asphalt, flanked by six supercars in front and a looming Bugatti at her rear. Leaning back in her seat, she raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued. The driver of the leading Ferrari, clearly the ring leader, motioned for Leanna to exit her vehicle and come forward for a talk. Yet, Leanna's gaze was locked on the Bugatti in her rearview mirror. Due to the distance, she could just discern the face of the driver. Matthew, sitting in the back, was partially obscured, but even the glimpse of his black suit did little to soften his daunting aura. Noticing the Koenigsegg's prolonged stillness, Aaron peered over to the back seat. "Sir, should we have Jasper force her out of the car?" Matthew, reclining with crossed legs, absentmindedly twirled a tourmaline ring around his middle finger. "Wait." Behind the dense car windows, Matthew seemed to lock gazes with Leanna in the front vehicle. He let out a soft chuckle. "Compliance will be so uncharacteristic of Tyrant." Leanna's patience snapped. She surveyed the traffic ahead. The opposing team seemed hesitant, merely signaling each other rather than advancing to extract her from the vehicle. "Sloane, any alternative roads to Sanctity Theater? I need a detour now," Leanna asked. Sloane's fingers flew over the device, her tone tinged with concern. "There's one, but you'll still need to get past this crossroad. With the traffic like this, it's nearly impossible!" "Ding, a new route calculated, saves five minutes..." After using the navigation system, Leanna sat up straight, kept the handbrake engaged, and slammed the accelerator. The engine's thunderous bellow made the blockers alter their expressions. The leader appeared to receive a signal from the trailing Bugatti, then ceased his attempts to communicate and directed his men toward Leanna. Dialogue was evidently futile, and they were prepared to escalate to physical confrontation. A smirk played on Leanna's lips. Just as the men reached within arm's reach, nearly grazing her car door, she yanked the steering wheel and slammed the accelerator. She carved a path through the lineup of cars at a sharp angle, leaving a gap in her wake as she sped off under the astonished stares of onlookers. "There's no road I can't conquer!" On the other end of the Bluetooth connection, Sloane screamed in exhilaration, but her excitement soon gave way to concern. "Are we going to make an enemy of Matthew by breaking through his barricade?" Leanna scoffed. "He initiated this pursuit. Besides, what's another enemy to me?" The sound of her sports car lingered in the air long after she was gone. Once back at the office, Jasper Todd was still shaken when he faced Matthew. "I apologize, sir. I failed to stop Tyrant. I accept any punishment you deem fit." Matthew stood next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, surveying Cenwood from the tallest point, his eyes locked onto a specific building. "Was that Koenigsegg associated with the Griffiths Group?" Aaron swiftly navigated his tablet and responded without hesitation, "The records confirm that the car was purchased three years ago, primarily used by Joshua and his father." Aaron paused briefly before continuing, "The driver today seems to be Joshua's wife, Leanna. But there's no way she's Tyrant." Before Aaron could elaborate, Jasper cut him off. "That's absurd! You were right there. You saw how that car smashed through our barricades. If she isn't Tyrant, then tell me, who else could pull off something like that? She must be Tyrant!" Aaron's expression tightened as he scrolled through the data. "According to these records, Leanna is merely the daughter of a modest film production company owner. After her mother's early death and her father's remarriage, she had to leave high school and move to another city due to the new family dynamics, including a stepbrother and stepsister. How could she possibly enter the Nolis Hill races, let alone dominate them as a top competitor?" Jasper found himself at a loss for words and instinctively turned his gaze toward Matthew. Matthew, towering and authoritative, commanded the room with his mere presence. Absently fidgeting with his Patek Philippe watch, Matthew let out a chuckle, the sound chilling them to the bone. With a sly smile, he suggested, "Extend an extra invitation to the Griffiths for next week's charity gala." Chapter 3 Not A Penny Less! The Koenigsegg screeched to a halt outside the gates of the Sanctity Theater. Immediately, a security guard dashed toward the car, waving his arms. "I'm sorry, but the theater is closed for a private event today. You'll have to leave." Leanna smirked at the guard from the driver's seat as the car window slid down. "Don't you recognize this car?" she asked, a playful tone in her voice. The guard scrutinized the license plate and then Leanna's face, his expression wary. He reached for his walkie-talkie, his voice cautious. "Ma'am, may I ask who you are? How are you connected to Mr. Griffiths? Do you have an invitation?" Leanna tilted her head, a mischievous wink in her eye. "I'm Joshua's wife, and I'm here to catch him red-handed." Before the guard could respond, Leanna hit the gas. The car surged forward, squeezing through the narrowing space of the partially opened gate with a loud crash. "Bam!" The sound of the gate breaking shattered the quiet of the theater. Inside, panic ensued. Joshua bolted onto the stage, his movements protective as he wrapped his arms around a visibly shaken Renee. He glared at the security guards, his voice raised in the chaos. "What are you doing, letting a car wreak havoc in the theater? If Renee gets hurt, you're all going to jail!" Renee clung to Joshua's shirt, her tears soaking the fabric. "Joshua, I'm terrified! Could this be a terrorist attack? We need to call the police!" Joshua soothed her with a gentle pat on the back. "Don't worry. I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you!" He then turned and shouted at the guards, "What are you waiting for? Apprehend the intruders and bring them to the police!" The guards shared a look of uncertainty before one hesitantly pointed at the car's license plate. "Mr. Griffiths, that seems to be your car..." Joshua's heart skipped a beat as he saw the distinct and imposing Koenigsegg emerging from the dust. His pupils shrank in shock. This was his high-performance Koenigsegg, bought from an underground dealer for a hefty sum. At home, only he and his father were allowed to drive this advanced supercar due to its complex features. Now, the car sat mangled in the ruined gate, its once immaculate form scarred and dented, front lights shattered, surrounded by a spread of debris. Joshua felt the beginning of a headache. "How dare the intruders steal my car and create such chaos? They're going to regret this..." The next instant, the mangled car door swung open, and a slender, elegant figure emerged. "What penalty could possibly exceed the cost of your infidelity during our marriage?" Leanna's voice, though soft, cut through the noise of the crowded concert hall, bringing silence. Joshua's expression twisted in disbelief. "Leanna? What are you doing here..." Joshua's voice, initially panicked, grew harsh as he confronted her. "Have you lost your senses? Who gave you the right to disrupt Renee's concert? Do you really think I won't have you arrested?" With the car keys swinging lightly from her fingertips, Leanna advanced toward Joshua, her smirk playful yet menacing. "It seems the great Mr. Griffiths can squeeze in time for his mstress' concert, but not our divorce. I guess I had to deliver the papers myself." Her words set the hall abuzz with murmurs. "Is she the wife Mr. Griffiths has been hiding and never acknowledged? I thought she was just a high school dropout from the countryside. She's stunning!" "Wait, does this mean Mr. Griffiths has been unfaithful?" Renee, noticing the cameras lifting around her, altered her expression. She extricated herself from Joshua's embrace and turned to Leanna, tears welling up in her eyes. "Leanna, had you not meddled with my relationship with Joshua, I would never have had to leave. Now that I'm back, he only sees me as a friend. Why must you be so hostile?" Renee's voice broke as she spoke. "You've already occupied the position of Joshua's wife. What else do you want from me? Will you only be content if I am gone?" Renee's tearful appeal, along with her innocent appearance, swiftly drew compassion from the onlookers. The crowd began to defend Renee. "Miss Hayes and Mr. Griffiths are childhood sweethearts, perfect for each other. However, Mr. Griffiths ended up marrying a high school dropout. Who knows what she did to snag him?" "Exactly! When Miss Hayes left for overseas, Mr. Griffiths skipped the engagement party to bid her farewell. Clearly, he still has strong feelings for her!" "Being married on paper doesn't mean much. The one who is unloved is the true outsider!" As the tide shifted in her favor, Renee ducked behind Joshua, flashing a victorious grin at Leanna. Joshua carefully dabbed at Renee's tears before turning to Leanna, his expression filled with contempt as if she were the epitome of unreasonableness. "Let's resolve your concerns privately. There's no need to involve Renee in your malicious plots." Leanna observed their overt affection with a sneer. "How can you both be so shameless?" Leanna's gaze hardened as she addressed Renee, "Miss Hayes, let's be clear. Back then, you opted for fifty million and a promising career abroad over Joshua. Now, having failed overseas, you return seeking a fallback to prop you up?" "Sht up!" Joshua interrupted Leanna sharply, his eyes brimming with revulsion. "Renee had her reasons then, unlike you!" Witnessing Joshua's unwavering defense of Renee, Leanna's heart twisted with bitterness. The man who had once braved danger to rescue her from a terrorist now seemed like a stranger. In that instant, her heart broke completely. Leanna declared, "Joshua, if you're so committed to playing the doting partner for her, then sign the divorce papers and split our assets. But remember, a single penny less, and I won't agree to the divorce. You and your beloved can spend eternity together as the shameless pair you truly are." Chapter 4 Went Down With My Miserable Marriage Joshua never anticipated the drastic transformation in his usually compliant and manipulable wife. Adorned in chic clothing, Leanna had strode from the Koenigsegg across the dusty path with a newfound arrogance, a stark contrast to the domesticated housewife Joshua knew. "Quit daydreaming!" Joshua snapped, his expression darkening. "Enough, Leanna. Stop playing these games to capture my attention." His glare was a warning. "Your tricks only make me despise you more." For the first time, Leanna had found Joshua's self-righteous demeanor amusing. "Don't bring up personal feelings in a conversation about money. Don't you feel sick?" Leanna smirked at the duo and addressed Joshua sharply, "If you were so devoted to Renee, why didn't you follow her abroad back then? Why did you stay and marry me? Was your love not potent enough?" Joshua, struck deeply by her words, quickly responded, "You know my grandpa used the Griffiths Group to threaten me. How else could I stand by and watch Renee leave..." "So, it all boils down to money, doesn't it?" Leanna interrupted him sharply. "Your so-called true love can't compete with being the heir to the Griffiths Group, can it?" Leanna chuckled mockingly. "Joshua, stop playing the part of the loyal lover!" Exposed in front of everyone, Joshua's cheeks flamed with embarrassment. Renee quickly came to his defense with a thoughtful tone. "Leanna, there's no need to work so hard at driving a wedge between Joshua and me. He has his reasons." Renee then locked eyes with Leanna, her gaze meaningful and provoking. "Leanna, I'm well aware you're trying to sabotage my relationship with Joshua just to get more share of the Griffiths family's assets. Wasn't that your motive for marrying him?" With these words hanging in the air, Joshua's contempt for Leanna grew, and he scoffed. "I knew it! You're always greedy. A million has already been deposited into your account, and that Audi will soon be in your name. The Griffiths family can easily handle that. We're not some insignificant, petty family like yours..." "That's mere pocket change!" Leanna retorted sharply, giving little regard for Joshua's reputation by confronting him. "You're a billionaire. Considering our joint marital assets, plus all the cars and houses, I should be claiming at least five hundred million. Who are you trying to fool with that second-hand Audi from your sister?" Leanna's gaze then cut sharply to Renee, who instinctively recoiled. "If I'm not wrong, that necklace adorning your little sweetheart over there is worth over a million, isn't it?" Joshua, positioning himself protectively in front of Renee, snapped, "Don't you find your greed repulsive, Leanna? Renee's necklace was a gift from me. She embodies purity and kindness, unlike you, who only have eyes for wealth!" Leanna shot back with a dismissive nod, "So, you refuse to pay, is that it?" With those words, she spun around and climbed back into the Koenigsegg. As everyone looked on, puzzled by her actions, the silence was broken by the thunderous sound of the sports car's engine revving to life, vibrating through the air. The sleek black supercar surged forward like a swift arrow, barreling up the deserted steps directly toward the stage. "Bam!" Caught off-guard, Joshua and Renee were showered in a spray of wooden splinters. Renee let out a sharp scream, while Joshua, fighting back his own panic, yelled at Leanna, "Leanna, if you pull another stunt like this, I won't let it slide..." Unperturbed, Leanna ignored his threats. She threw the car into reverse, narrowly avoiding a collision with the stage. "Joshua, I'll ask you once more. Are you going to split the assets, or not?" she called out, her voice cutting through the tension. The engine's roar drained the color from Joshua's face. Crushed between the aggressive car and Leanna's forceful presence, he forgot any thoughts of escape. He had intended to call for security, only to discover they had vanished with the fleeing crowd. Now, only the three of them remained in this standoff. Joshua felt Leanna had lost her mind! Leanna relished the terror etched on Joshua's and Renee's faces, her lips twisting into a satisfied grin. As the engine's growl intensified, the car, under Joshua's horrified gaze, charged toward the stage once more!!! ...... What happens next? 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2,081,611	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574	Read next chapter	Her groom ran away from wedding to pursue his first love. Heartbroken, she randomly found a disabled man who was also abandoned to get married. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a billionaire! ===== Chapter 1 How About We Get Married? "Today is our wedding day! What am I supposed to do if you leave?" At the wedding, Elyse Lloyd was in a panic as she grabbed Theo Ward's wrist to stop him from leaving, her eyes filling with pleading. "Kaelyn knows about our wedding, and now she's threatening to jump off a building. You are aware of her depression, aren't you? I have to go save her." Theo explained impatiently and pushed Elyse aside. The venue was filled with the family and friends of both parties, all seated and waiting. The officiant had posed the question to Theo about his willingness to marry Elyse. Instead of replying, he ignored the officiant, answered his phone, and then abruptly attempted to leave. "Kaelyn Bennett totally stabbed you in the back before. She's caused you so much pain--why the heck must you go see her right now?" "You're not in a position to judge what happened between me and Kaelyn. No matter her wrongs or the pain she caused, you don't measure up to her." A pain struck Elyse's heart. "You're more concerned with your wedding than a living person's life. You're so heartless. Let's reschedule the wedding." Without a glance at her pale face, he strode away from the ornate altar, oblivious to the puzzled looks of gathered guests. Elyse cried out, sitting pitifully on the floor. She trembled, tears ruining her carefully applied makeup. The man she had loved for three years, disregarding her dignity, had chosen another woman without a second thought on their big day. He was consumed with thoughts of Kaelyn's distress but seemed indifferent to how lost and humiliated she felt, left alone at the altar. All around her, countless eyes watched, some mocking, some pitying, and others even gloating. Elyse had never felt such torment! Her father, Lanny Lloyd, approached. She hoped for comfort, but instead, he scolded her sharply, "You can't even keep a man. How useless!" After berating her, he left with his wife, Glenda Lloyd, without a backward glance. Her sister, Mabel Lloyd, emerged from the crowd with a smirk. "Well, that's embarrassing, Elyse. Your groom ran off, and now you're a laughingstock. I'm embarrassed for you. Imagine how Mom and Dad feel." After saying that, she turned and left. One by one, all of Elyse's family members departed, leaving her completely alone. Initially, Theo's parents felt guilty, but upon witnessing her family's reaction, all traces of guilt dissipated. "Even her own parents didn't support her. It seems this isn't entirely Theo's fault." "Yes, if she were a good partner, why would her fiancé leave her?" "Did she cheat on him? What else would make a groom leave like that?" The murmurs of criticism from the surrounding guests grew louder and harsher. Suddenly, there were noises nearby. Turning around, Elyse spotted a man in a suit sitting alone in a wheelchair. The officiant, looking flustered, asked, "Where is your bride?" Wiping away her tears, she halted a passing staff member and inquired, "That man is a groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded, "She didn't show up. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." "And he's been waiting here all this time?" The staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Elyse, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They were both unfortunate souls, abandoned. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Elyse's eyes. She had loved Theo for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. As she suddenly stood up, the guests who had been whispering and mocking her fell silent. All eyes instinctively focused on her as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned. Hearing the rustle of her dress, the man in the wheelchair turned around slowly. Elyse halted and gazed at the handsome man before her, a spark of surprise in her eyes. She then extended her hand and said, "Hello, I heard you're in need of a bride. My groom just left me. How about we get married?" Chapter 2 What Was She Up To? "My name is Elyse Lloyd. If it's all right with you, we can get married today," she proposed confidently. Her bold proposal left the crowd in shock, prompting several to capture the moment with their phones. "Miss Lloyd, are you certain about this decision? Given my disability, I may not be able to provide the future you envision," the man replied openly, without hiding his condition, and gently urged her to think it over. "I've made up my mind," Elyse responded with determination. "I'm Jayden," he introduced himself. Seeing her resolve, Jayden Owen grasped her hand and shared his concern, "I fear you might regret this choice later on." Elyse chose not to respond. She was sure of her decision. She had once been solely focused on marrying Theo, who never truly reciprocated her love. Now, who she married seemed inconsequential. After efficiently wrapping up the wedding formalities at City Hall, Elyse and Jayden were now bound by matrimony, officially united as husband and wife. With the marriage certificate in hand, Elyse experienced a profound sense of relief. Theo had broken her heart, and she was resolute in never returning to him. Regarding her father, since she would not be marrying into the Ward family, he had another daughter to think about. She understood her little sister Mabel too well. As someone driven by greed, how could Mabel resist the temptation to become Theo's wife and a member of the Ward family? Thus, marrying Jayden was Elyse's perfect escape from her family's clutches. She had no intention of going back home again. While she gazed thoughtfully at the marriage certificate, Jayden asked, "What's on your mind? Regretting your decision to marry a disabled man?" Elyse shook her head, took hold of the wheelchair, and replied, "I think it was a good decision." Jayden smiled slightly, though his eyes betrayed a hint of skepticism and mistrust. How could any woman genuinely want to marry a disabled man? He figured she was just putting on an act--an act that couldn't last forever. He needed a bride momentarily to distract his family while he pursued his own goals. Well, he decided, he might as well see what she was up to. Elyse helped Jayden into the car, and they drove to his house. Jayden's home was opulent, complete with a garden and a swimming pool, and staffed with a butler in a tuxedo and uniformed maids. As Elyse stepped onto the plush wool carpet, she truly realized that her new husband was far from ordinary. The butler, Driscoll Lee, approached them respectfully and inquired, "Mr. Owen, is this your bride?" Surveying the opulent house and recollecting her newlywed husband's full name, a sudden realization dawned on Elyse. The Owens were the most influential family in town, and Jayden Owen was particularly notable among his peers for his business acumen and exceptional talent. He was one of the wealthiest men around. However, after a car accident a year ago that cost him his legs, Jayden had faded from the public eye and his prior achievements were largely forgotten. So, she had married the legendary Jayden Owen? Elyse recalled hearing rumors about his engagement to a girl from the Foster family. The bride who had disappeared on her wedding day was supposed to be that Foster girl. Upon hearing Jayden's full name at City Hall, Elyse hadn't dwelled on it much. If she had known his background sooner, she wouldn't have had the courage to broach the topic of marriage with him. Jayden noticed the shock and panic on her face but remained silent. He still doubted that she truly hadn't recognized him. After all, his disability was well known. "This is Elyse Lloyd, my wife. From now on, she will be the hostess here," Jayden introduced her firmly. "Joanna Foster escaped on our wedding day because she didn't want to marry a disabled man," he added bluntly. "Joanna Foster disappeared on the wedding day?" Driscoll expressed his surprise. The Foster family had been eager to forge a union with the Owen family through marriage, pushing for Jayden to marry Joanna. On the wedding day, however, the bride had disappeared. Wasn't this a deliberate humiliation of Jayden? Driscoll felt sympathy for him and offered some consolation, "Sir, perhaps it's for the best that she left. It seems you might have found the right person after all." Elyse had shown no concern for Jayden's disability and was willing to marry him. That indeed counted for something. Chapter 3 He Could Walk Fluidly Looking at Jayden's legs, Elyse felt a wave of sympathy for him. Jayden had once been at the pinnacle of success, and now he seemed so vulnerable. Just because he was disabled, his bride had callously abandoned him at the altar, showing him no respect whatsoever. He must have felt even more devastated than she did during the wedding. Approaching Jayden, Elyse took his hand and said earnestly, "Don't worry. We are husband and wife now. I will take care of you for the rest of our lives." Jayden's expression turned rigid. Could she really mean it, promising to take care of him for a lifetime? He doubted her sincerity, thinking she was just putting on an act of compassion. Without a word, Jayden maneuvered his wheelchair into the study on the first floor. "I'm sorry," Driscoll said apologetically. "Since his accident, he's been a bit more temperamental." "It's fine. I understand," Elyse replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. Anyone in his situation might change. She then followed Driscoll upstairs to a room on the second floor. -- "Sir." In the study stood a bald man named Vinny Bailey, clad in a tight black shirt that accentuated his prominent tendons. Respectfully, Vinny ignited a lighter and lit a cigar for Jayden. "Joanna has gone abroad. The Foster family is desperately trying to come up with a solution." "They've taken thirty million and five major projects from me. Is this their way of repaying me?" Jayden let out a puff of smoke and remarked casually, "If I don't teach them a lesson, others will see me as a pushover. The Fosters need to learn a few things." "Do you want us to bring Joanna back?" Vinny inquired, nodding. "And as for your new wife, should we make some introductions with our men?" "No need." Jayden, cigar clenched between his teeth, lifted a document from the desk and strolled over to the window. The wheelchair was tucked away in a corner of the room, ignored, as he moved fluidly across the floor. This document detailed Elyse's entire life, from her childhood through to her college life, even including her romance with Theo. He casually flipped through the pages and drawled, "An ordinary woman. She married me just for my money." Back then, the Owens had declared their search for a wife for Jayden, aiming simply to secure an heir. Upon the announcement, no wealthy family was eager to marry their daughter to him, except for the Fosters, who had enriched themselves through their daughters' marriage. The Fosters' motive was straightforward--to exchange their daughter for resources and money. Vinny saw no other reason for Elyse to marry Jayden but for financial gain. Yet, there was another twist. "She was originally going to marry Theo Ward." "Ward? The Ward family that's well-known?" Jayden lifted an eyebrow. "Yes. But apparently, the groom ran off to reunite with his ex-girlfriend after receiving a phone call." Vinny paused, then speculated, "Maybe she married you just to spite Theo Ward." Jayden ceased perusing the documents and glanced up at Vinny with a hint of annoyance. "You're looking at it too simplistically. By marrying me, she stands to gain more. That's the real reason she married me, despite my disability." In Jayden's eyes, Elyse hadn't yet revealed her true intentions. But he didn't mind her interest in his money. He needed a wife to appease his family. If she married him for gain, it would make a future divorce simpler for him. -- Perched on the edge of the bed, Elysee scrolled through her phone and noticed the trending topics. #Bridegroom Ran Away For His Ex #Bride Marries Stranger To Anger Her Ranaway Groom She casually scrolled through the comments. The public deemed the entire situation unbelievable and both parties' actions as unreasonable. Nevertheless, discussions had thrust Elyse's name into circulation because of it. Some even discovered she was a violinist in an orchestra and stumbled upon a video of her past performance. Unable to resist, Elyse was watching these videos when Theo called. "Where are you, Elyse? Let's meet and talk." Chapter 4 Who Were You Married To? As Elyse descended the stairs to the villa's entrance, Driscoll approached her with concern. "It's quite late. Where are you off to? Shall I arrange a car for you?" "No, thanks. I'll be back soon." Driscoll watched her depart before heading to the study. Elyse, having agreed to meet Theo, called a taxi and was soon en route. Fifteen minutes later, she entered a coffee shop and instantly noticed Theo, who was in high spirits, busy texting on his phone. A flicker of sarcasm crossed her eyes as she approached and sat across from him. Theo looked up, his expression souring. "Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Staring back at him, Elyse felt a chill. They had been together for a long time, yet he was always domineering toward her, a stark contrast to his demeanor with Kaelyn. She had once loved him, believing she could endure anything. Only today had she realized how foolish that was. If she didn't love herself, how could she expect anyone else to love her? "If you don't want to wait, you can leave," Elyse retorted icily. Theo, taken aback by her response, grew visibly more upset. "You're holding a grudge about what happened at the wedding, aren't you? I get why you're upset, but you can't be more understanding and reasonable? I left because Kaelyn was in dire straits--she was depressed and contemplating suicide." "You can go to anyone you want. You don't need to explain anything to me--I don't care anymore." Elyse found humor in his words. Theo couldn't believe she was indifferent. They had been together for three years, and everyone knew how deeply she loved him. He thought her claim of indifference was merely a result of anger. But he was confident he could easily resolve this. Just a few sweet words and she'd come back to him. "It's not a big deal. I came back to you after handling everything, didn't I? I'll visit your parents soon, and we can start planning the wedding again," Theo said. "No need for that." "What?" "There won't be a wedding." Elyse's face was devoid of emotion. "We're done." "Why are you still upset? I left at the wedding, but I came back for you. Can't you forgive me?" Theo frowned. "Forgive you? Forgive you for abandoning me for another woman?" Elyse slammed her hand on the table. "Do you have any idea what I've been through since you left? Your family has been calling me names, even though you were the one who left me at the altar--just for another woman!" "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo shouted her name furiously. "What others say is their issue. Isn't our three-year relationship strong enough for you to trust me?" "Three years, and yet you never forgot your ex," Elyse countered, her face marked by disappointment. "I believed we'd be together forever, but it seems three years was our limit. We're done, Theo. It's clear we're not suited for each other." While speaking, she retrieved a ring from her bag and set it down on the table--the same ring he had used to propose. She recalled the joy she felt that day, now overshadowed by her current despair. Elyse gave Theo one last look, mentally closing the chapter on their three years together. She grabbed her bag and departed without a backward glance. Theo was stunned. Was Elyse dumping him? He always saw her as a simp, her family reliant on his. How could she just walk away? Humiliated, he chased after her, grabbed her shoulder, and said forcefully, "You have no right to break things off! Remember, your father's business relies on me. Without me, your family has nothing. Come back, and we'll marry in a few days to make up for today!" "Let me go!" Elyse fought back fiercely and yelled with defiance and frustration, "I'm married. Stop bothering me!" "So what if you are married! You will always belong to me." After blurting that out, he froze and asked incredulously, "What did you say? You're married? Who to?" While he was momentarily dazed, Elyse wriggled free from his grip. She hadn't anticipated turning around to find Jayden sitting in a wheelchair quietly a few meters behind her. "Jayden!" she exclaimed. Chapter 5 You Can Stand? "Didn't I make it clear? I'm married. We're over. This is my husband," Elyse said as she quickly moved to Jayden's side, gripping his arm. Theo stared at Jayden, failing to recognize him. With a sneer, he said, "To get back at me, you married a disabled man?" He then extended his hand, commanding in a domineering tone, "Elyse, come here! I'll make it up to you when we get back." But Elyse looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Did you hear me? Come here!" Theo grew frustrated. Elyse reflected on how she would have responded in the past--she would definitely walk over to his side. She had loved him deeply for three years. Her feelings had been genuine. Yet, the depth of her affection made the betrayal harder to bear. On her first birthday after they got together, she wanted to celebrate it by the sea. To make her happy, Theo bought a camera, promising to capture beautiful photos of her. As they were about to board the plane for their trip to the seaside, Kaelyn was injured on a film set and called Theo. Without any hesitation, Theo left her stranded at the airport. It was the most disappointing birthday Elyse had ever experienced. Theo had once vowed to attend her debut performance with her orchestra, yet she ended up not seeing him there. She lingered in the hall all night, only to learn the next day that he had missed the performance because Kaelyn had become drunk at a dinner party while trying to land a role. He stayed because he was worried she might be taken advantage of. For three years, he had been Kaelyn's protector, but he had never offered Elyse the same safeguard. This accumulation of disappointments came to a head at the wedding. She knew she deserved love and respect, not neglect. "I am Jayden's wife now. I owe my loyalty to him," declared Elyse with a chill in her voice. "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo roared, enraged. He thought Elyse was merely being spiteful and fabricating things due to the day's incidents. As he tried to seize her hand, Jayden intervened, blocking him swiftly. Theo struggled to free his hand, but was unable to. He couldn't overpower a disabled man? The realization pissedhim off. "Release me!" Theo exploded with anger. "She has no desire to leave with you. Can't you understand?" Jayden pressed slowly, his force causing Theo's features to twist in distress. Jayden held on until Theo cried out in pain before releasing him. "Remember this day, Elyse. You'll regret it in the future!" With a hint of embarrassment, Theo glared at Elyse and stormed off after his declaration. Watching him leave, Elyse felt a bitter smile form within her. She knew Theo would not easily let go of being humiliated, but there was no turning back for them now. "Let's go home, Elyse." "Okay." After helping Jayden into the car, they both sat silently, gazing out the window and avoiding any mention of Theo. "How did you know I was out here?" Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued. Without turning to face her, Jayden replied, "Driscoll mentioned it wasn't safe for you to be alone at this hour, so I came to pick you up." In truth, he had suspected she was up to something secretive, but it turned out she was merely meeting her ex. This revelation left him slightly disappointed. "Since you've married me, you should sever ties with your ex. My family members are strict, and I can't cover for you if they find out you're still seeing another man." "I won't see him again. I met him just to return a ring," Elyse responded, nodding. Jayden said nothing more. As long as Elyse respected his boundaries, she was free to make her own choices. When they arrived home, Elyse noticed Jayden heading straight for the study again. Curious, she asked Driscoll, "Why is he always in the study?" "The study is not only his workplace, but it has also become a sanctuary for his soul," Driscoll explained. "And why doesn't he return to his room?" "He does sometimes, but we rarely know when. He prefers that we don't fuss over him too much." With that, Driscoll departed. After freshening up in her room, Elyse was preparing for bed, but her thoughts lingered on the day's events with Jayden. She realized that despite his reserved nature, he was genuinely concerned for her safety. Feeling grateful and wanting to express her thanks, she left her room and walked towards the study. As she approached, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, casting a sliver of light into the hallway. Elyse pushed the door open and to her surprise, saw Jayden standing. She gasped and asked, "Jayden, you can stand?" ==== "You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don't we get married?" Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful and healthy tycoon. Was Jayden's fake disability revealed just like that? What happens next? 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2,081,616	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574		Her groom ran away from wedding to pursue his first love. Heartbroken, she randomly found a disabled man who was also abandoned to get married. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a billionaire! ===== Chapter 1 How About We Get Married? "Today is our wedding day! What am I supposed to do if you leave?" At the wedding, Elyse Lloyd was in a panic as she grabbed Theo Ward's wrist to stop him from leaving, her eyes filling with pleading. "Kaelyn knows about our wedding, and now she's threatening to jump off a building. You are aware of her depression, aren't you? I have to go save her." Theo explained impatiently and pushed Elyse aside. The venue was filled with the family and friends of both parties, all seated and waiting. The officiant had posed the question to Theo about his willingness to marry Elyse. Instead of replying, he ignored the officiant, answered his phone, and then abruptly attempted to leave. "Kaelyn Bennett totally stabbed you in the back before. She's caused you so much pain--why the heck must you go see her right now?" "You're not in a position to judge what happened between me and Kaelyn. No matter her wrongs or the pain she caused, you don't measure up to her." A pain struck Elyse's heart. "You're more concerned with your wedding than a living person's life. You're so heartless. Let's reschedule the wedding." Without a glance at her pale face, he strode away from the ornate altar, oblivious to the puzzled looks of gathered guests. Elyse cried out, sitting pitifully on the floor. She trembled, tears ruining her carefully applied makeup. The man she had loved for three years, disregarding her dignity, had chosen another woman without a second thought on their big day. He was consumed with thoughts of Kaelyn's distress but seemed indifferent to how lost and humiliated she felt, left alone at the altar. All around her, countless eyes watched, some mocking, some pitying, and others even gloating. Elyse had never felt such torment! Her father, Lanny Lloyd, approached. She hoped for comfort, but instead, he scolded her sharply, "You can't even keep a man. How useless!" After berating her, he left with his wife, Glenda Lloyd, without a backward glance. Her sister, Mabel Lloyd, emerged from the crowd with a smirk. "Well, that's embarrassing, Elyse. Your groom ran off, and now you're a laughingstock. I'm embarrassed for you. Imagine how Mom and Dad feel." After saying that, she turned and left. One by one, all of Elyse's family members departed, leaving her completely alone. Initially, Theo's parents felt guilty, but upon witnessing her family's reaction, all traces of guilt dissipated. "Even her own parents didn't support her. It seems this isn't entirely Theo's fault." "Yes, if she were a good partner, why would her fiancé leave her?" "Did she cheat on him? What else would make a groom leave like that?" The murmurs of criticism from the surrounding guests grew louder and harsher. Suddenly, there were noises nearby. Turning around, Elyse spotted a man in a suit sitting alone in a wheelchair. The officiant, looking flustered, asked, "Where is your bride?" Wiping away her tears, she halted a passing staff member and inquired, "That man is a groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded, "She didn't show up. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." "And he's been waiting here all this time?" The staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Elyse, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They were both unfortunate souls, abandoned. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Elyse's eyes. She had loved Theo for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. As she suddenly stood up, the guests who had been whispering and mocking her fell silent. All eyes instinctively focused on her as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned. Hearing the rustle of her dress, the man in the wheelchair turned around slowly. Elyse halted and gazed at the handsome man before her, a spark of surprise in her eyes. She then extended her hand and said, "Hello, I heard you're in need of a bride. My groom just left me. How about we get married?" Chapter 2 What Was She Up To? "My name is Elyse Lloyd. If it's all right with you, we can get married today," she proposed confidently. Her bold proposal left the crowd in shock, prompting several to capture the moment with their phones. "Miss Lloyd, are you certain about this decision? Given my disability, I may not be able to provide the future you envision," the man replied openly, without hiding his condition, and gently urged her to think it over. "I've made up my mind," Elyse responded with determination. "I'm Jayden," he introduced himself. Seeing her resolve, Jayden Owen grasped her hand and shared his concern, "I fear you might regret this choice later on." Elyse chose not to respond. She was sure of her decision. She had once been solely focused on marrying Theo, who never truly reciprocated her love. Now, who she married seemed inconsequential. After efficiently wrapping up the wedding formalities at City Hall, Elyse and Jayden were now bound by matrimony, officially united as husband and wife. With the marriage certificate in hand, Elyse experienced a profound sense of relief. Theo had broken her heart, and she was resolute in never returning to him. Regarding her father, since she would not be marrying into the Ward family, he had another daughter to think about. She understood her little sister Mabel too well. As someone driven by greed, how could Mabel resist the temptation to become Theo's wife and a member of the Ward family? Thus, marrying Jayden was Elyse's perfect escape from her family's clutches. She had no intention of going back home again. While she gazed thoughtfully at the marriage certificate, Jayden asked, "What's on your mind? Regretting your decision to marry a disabled man?" Elyse shook her head, took hold of the wheelchair, and replied, "I think it was a good decision." Jayden smiled slightly, though his eyes betrayed a hint of skepticism and mistrust. How could any woman genuinely want to marry a disabled man? He figured she was just putting on an act--an act that couldn't last forever. He needed a bride momentarily to distract his family while he pursued his own goals. Well, he decided, he might as well see what she was up to. Elyse helped Jayden into the car, and they drove to his house. Jayden's home was opulent, complete with a garden and a swimming pool, and staffed with a butler in a tuxedo and uniformed maids. As Elyse stepped onto the plush wool carpet, she truly realized that her new husband was far from ordinary. The butler, Driscoll Lee, approached them respectfully and inquired, "Mr. Owen, is this your bride?" Surveying the opulent house and recollecting her newlywed husband's full name, a sudden realization dawned on Elyse. The Owens were the most influential family in town, and Jayden Owen was particularly notable among his peers for his business acumen and exceptional talent. He was one of the wealthiest men around. However, after a car accident a year ago that cost him his legs, Jayden had faded from the public eye and his prior achievements were largely forgotten. So, she had married the legendary Jayden Owen? Elyse recalled hearing rumors about his engagement to a girl from the Foster family. The bride who had disappeared on her wedding day was supposed to be that Foster girl. Upon hearing Jayden's full name at City Hall, Elyse hadn't dwelled on it much. If she had known his background sooner, she wouldn't have had the courage to broach the topic of marriage with him. Jayden noticed the shock and panic on her face but remained silent. He still doubted that she truly hadn't recognized him. After all, his disability was well known. "This is Elyse Lloyd, my wife. From now on, she will be the hostess here," Jayden introduced her firmly. "Joanna Foster escaped on our wedding day because she didn't want to marry a disabled man," he added bluntly. "Joanna Foster disappeared on the wedding day?" Driscoll expressed his surprise. The Foster family had been eager to forge a union with the Owen family through marriage, pushing for Jayden to marry Joanna. On the wedding day, however, the bride had disappeared. Wasn't this a deliberate humiliation of Jayden? Driscoll felt sympathy for him and offered some consolation, "Sir, perhaps it's for the best that she left. It seems you might have found the right person after all." Elyse had shown no concern for Jayden's disability and was willing to marry him. That indeed counted for something. Chapter 3 He Could Walk Fluidly Looking at Jayden's legs, Elyse felt a wave of sympathy for him. Jayden had once been at the pinnacle of success, and now he seemed so vulnerable. Just because he was disabled, his bride had callously abandoned him at the altar, showing him no respect whatsoever. He must have felt even more devastated than she did during the wedding. Approaching Jayden, Elyse took his hand and said earnestly, "Don't worry. We are husband and wife now. I will take care of you for the rest of our lives." Jayden's expression turned rigid. Could she really mean it, promising to take care of him for a lifetime? He doubted her sincerity, thinking she was just putting on an act of compassion. Without a word, Jayden maneuvered his wheelchair into the study on the first floor. "I'm sorry," Driscoll said apologetically. "Since his accident, he's been a bit more temperamental." "It's fine. I understand," Elyse replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. Anyone in his situation might change. She then followed Driscoll upstairs to a room on the second floor. -- "Sir." In the study stood a bald man named Vinny Bailey, clad in a tight black shirt that accentuated his prominent tendons. Respectfully, Vinny ignited a lighter and lit a cigar for Jayden. "Joanna has gone abroad. The Foster family is desperately trying to come up with a solution." "They've taken thirty million and five major projects from me. Is this their way of repaying me?" Jayden let out a puff of smoke and remarked casually, "If I don't teach them a lesson, others will see me as a pushover. The Fosters need to learn a few things." "Do you want us to bring Joanna back?" Vinny inquired, nodding. "And as for your new wife, should we make some introductions with our men?" "No need." Jayden, cigar clenched between his teeth, lifted a document from the desk and strolled over to the window. The wheelchair was tucked away in a corner of the room, ignored, as he moved fluidly across the floor. This document detailed Elyse's entire life, from her childhood through to her college life, even including her romance with Theo. He casually flipped through the pages and drawled, "An ordinary woman. She married me just for my money." Back then, the Owens had declared their search for a wife for Jayden, aiming simply to secure an heir. Upon the announcement, no wealthy family was eager to marry their daughter to him, except for the Fosters, who had enriched themselves through their daughters' marriage. The Fosters' motive was straightforward--to exchange their daughter for resources and money. Vinny saw no other reason for Elyse to marry Jayden but for financial gain. Yet, there was another twist. "She was originally going to marry Theo Ward." "Ward? The Ward family that's well-known?" Jayden lifted an eyebrow. "Yes. But apparently, the groom ran off to reunite with his ex-girlfriend after receiving a phone call." Vinny paused, then speculated, "Maybe she married you just to spite Theo Ward." Jayden ceased perusing the documents and glanced up at Vinny with a hint of annoyance. "You're looking at it too simplistically. By marrying me, she stands to gain more. That's the real reason she married me, despite my disability." In Jayden's eyes, Elyse hadn't yet revealed her true intentions. But he didn't mind her interest in his money. He needed a wife to appease his family. If she married him for gain, it would make a future divorce simpler for him. -- Perched on the edge of the bed, Elysee scrolled through her phone and noticed the trending topics. #Bridegroom Ran Away For His Ex #Bride Marries Stranger To Anger Her Ranaway Groom She casually scrolled through the comments. The public deemed the entire situation unbelievable and both parties' actions as unreasonable. Nevertheless, discussions had thrust Elyse's name into circulation because of it. Some even discovered she was a violinist in an orchestra and stumbled upon a video of her past performance. Unable to resist, Elyse was watching these videos when Theo called. "Where are you, Elyse? Let's meet and talk." Chapter 4 Who Were You Married To? As Elyse descended the stairs to the villa's entrance, Driscoll approached her with concern. "It's quite late. Where are you off to? Shall I arrange a car for you?" "No, thanks. I'll be back soon." Driscoll watched her depart before heading to the study. Elyse, having agreed to meet Theo, called a taxi and was soon en route. Fifteen minutes later, she entered a coffee shop and instantly noticed Theo, who was in high spirits, busy texting on his phone. A flicker of sarcasm crossed her eyes as she approached and sat across from him. Theo looked up, his expression souring. "Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Staring back at him, Elyse felt a chill. They had been together for a long time, yet he was always domineering toward her, a stark contrast to his demeanor with Kaelyn. She had once loved him, believing she could endure anything. Only today had she realized how foolish that was. If she didn't love herself, how could she expect anyone else to love her? "If you don't want to wait, you can leave," Elyse retorted icily. Theo, taken aback by her response, grew visibly more upset. "You're holding a grudge about what happened at the wedding, aren't you? I get why you're upset, but you can't be more understanding and reasonable? I left because Kaelyn was in dire straits--she was depressed and contemplating suicide." "You can go to anyone you want. You don't need to explain anything to me--I don't care anymore." Elyse found humor in his words. Theo couldn't believe she was indifferent. They had been together for three years, and everyone knew how deeply she loved him. He thought her claim of indifference was merely a result of anger. But he was confident he could easily resolve this. Just a few sweet words and she'd come back to him. "It's not a big deal. I came back to you after handling everything, didn't I? I'll visit your parents soon, and we can start planning the wedding again," Theo said. "No need for that." "What?" "There won't be a wedding." Elyse's face was devoid of emotion. "We're done." "Why are you still upset? I left at the wedding, but I came back for you. Can't you forgive me?" Theo frowned. "Forgive you? Forgive you for abandoning me for another woman?" Elyse slammed her hand on the table. "Do you have any idea what I've been through since you left? Your family has been calling me names, even though you were the one who left me at the altar--just for another woman!" "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo shouted her name furiously. "What others say is their issue. Isn't our three-year relationship strong enough for you to trust me?" "Three years, and yet you never forgot your ex," Elyse countered, her face marked by disappointment. "I believed we'd be together forever, but it seems three years was our limit. We're done, Theo. It's clear we're not suited for each other." While speaking, she retrieved a ring from her bag and set it down on the table--the same ring he had used to propose. She recalled the joy she felt that day, now overshadowed by her current despair. Elyse gave Theo one last look, mentally closing the chapter on their three years together. She grabbed her bag and departed without a backward glance. Theo was stunned. Was Elyse dumping him? He always saw her as a simp, her family reliant on his. How could she just walk away? Humiliated, he chased after her, grabbed her shoulder, and said forcefully, "You have no right to break things off! Remember, your father's business relies on me. Without me, your family has nothing. Come back, and we'll marry in a few days to make up for today!" "Let me go!" Elyse fought back fiercely and yelled with defiance and frustration, "I'm married. Stop bothering me!" "So what if you are married! You will always belong to me." After blurting that out, he froze and asked incredulously, "What did you say? You're married? Who to?" While he was momentarily dazed, Elyse wriggled free from his grip. She hadn't anticipated turning around to find Jayden sitting in a wheelchair quietly a few meters behind her. "Jayden!" she exclaimed. Chapter 5 You Can Stand? "Didn't I make it clear? I'm married. We're over. This is my husband," Elyse said as she quickly moved to Jayden's side, gripping his arm. Theo stared at Jayden, failing to recognize him. With a sneer, he said, "To get back at me, you married a disabled man?" He then extended his hand, commanding in a domineering tone, "Elyse, come here! I'll make it up to you when we get back." But Elyse looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Did you hear me? Come here!" Theo grew frustrated. Elyse reflected on how she would have responded in the past--she would definitely walk over to his side. She had loved him deeply for three years. Her feelings had been genuine. Yet, the depth of her affection made the betrayal harder to bear. On her first birthday after they got together, she wanted to celebrate it by the sea. To make her happy, Theo bought a camera, promising to capture beautiful photos of her. As they were about to board the plane for their trip to the seaside, Kaelyn was injured on a film set and called Theo. Without any hesitation, Theo left her stranded at the airport. It was the most disappointing birthday Elyse had ever experienced. Theo had once vowed to attend her debut performance with her orchestra, yet she ended up not seeing him there. She lingered in the hall all night, only to learn the next day that he had missed the performance because Kaelyn had become drunk at a dinner party while trying to land a role. He stayed because he was worried she might be taken advantage of. For three years, he had been Kaelyn's protector, but he had never offered Elyse the same safeguard. This accumulation of disappointments came to a head at the wedding. She knew she deserved love and respect, not neglect. "I am Jayden's wife now. I owe my loyalty to him," declared Elyse with a chill in her voice. "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo roared, enraged. He thought Elyse was merely being spiteful and fabricating things due to the day's incidents. As he tried to seize her hand, Jayden intervened, blocking him swiftly. Theo struggled to free his hand, but was unable to. He couldn't overpower a disabled man? The realization pissedhim off. "Release me!" Theo exploded with anger. "She has no desire to leave with you. Can't you understand?" Jayden pressed slowly, his force causing Theo's features to twist in distress. Jayden held on until Theo cried out in pain before releasing him. "Remember this day, Elyse. You'll regret it in the future!" With a hint of embarrassment, Theo glared at Elyse and stormed off after his declaration. Watching him leave, Elyse felt a bitter smile form within her. She knew Theo would not easily let go of being humiliated, but there was no turning back for them now. "Let's go home, Elyse." "Okay." After helping Jayden into the car, they both sat silently, gazing out the window and avoiding any mention of Theo. "How did you know I was out here?" Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued. Without turning to face her, Jayden replied, "Driscoll mentioned it wasn't safe for you to be alone at this hour, so I came to pick you up." In truth, he had suspected she was up to something secretive, but it turned out she was merely meeting her ex. This revelation left him slightly disappointed. "Since you've married me, you should sever ties with your ex. My family members are strict, and I can't cover for you if they find out you're still seeing another man." "I won't see him again. I met him just to return a ring," Elyse responded, nodding. Jayden said nothing more. As long as Elyse respected his boundaries, she was free to make her own choices. When they arrived home, Elyse noticed Jayden heading straight for the study again. Curious, she asked Driscoll, "Why is he always in the study?" "The study is not only his workplace, but it has also become a sanctuary for his soul," Driscoll explained. "And why doesn't he return to his room?" "He does sometimes, but we rarely know when. He prefers that we don't fuss over him too much." With that, Driscoll departed. After freshening up in her room, Elyse was preparing for bed, but her thoughts lingered on the day's events with Jayden. She realized that despite his reserved nature, he was genuinely concerned for her safety. Feeling grateful and wanting to express her thanks, she left her room and walked towards the study. As she approached, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, casting a sliver of light into the hallway. Elyse pushed the door open and to her surprise, saw Jayden standing. She gasped and asked, "Jayden, you can stand?" ==== "You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don't we get married?" Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful and healthy tycoon. Was Jayden's fake disability revealed just like that? What happens next? 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2,081,618	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574		Breaking free from her ex, shedding the homemaker persona, she focused on her career, unveiling secret identities. However, no matter where she went, she couldn't escape the man before her, "You tried every field, when will you say yes to my proposal?!" ===== "Sign the divorce papers and leave the Griffiths family for good!" A document landed abruptly before Leanna Jackson. At first glance, the signature at the bottom was unmistakable. Joshua Griffiths. The script was decisive, suggesting Joshua had been anticipating this moment eagerly. Leanna's fingers shuffled through the papers as she lifted her gaze to meet the smug expression of Sandra Griffiths standing opposite her. "Where's Joshua? Why isn't he here to discuss this with me directly?" Leanna asked. Sandra let out a dismissive scoff, as if Leanna's question was absurd. "Do you honestly think my brother has time to spare for someone like you?" Sandra's eyes swept over Leanna, taking her in from head to toe. Despite everything, Leanna's beauty was undeniable. Even Sandra had been dazzled by Leanna when they first met. However, Leanna's beauty was always understated. Her thick bangs and oversized black-rimmed glasses obscured much of her petite face, and she consistently dressed down in baggy loungewear, concealing her shapely figure. Sandra thought Leanna was merely a shallow woman whose world revolved around domestic chores. "Joshua is swamped with work at the company. He doesn't have time to waste on you!" Sandra snapped. Leanna pursed her lips and then chuckled. "Is he caught up in work, or is he just spending time with Renee?" Saying this, Leanna felt a weight lift from her chest, yet a bitter taste lingered on her tongue. Renee Hayes, the woman Joshua had adored for a decade, cast a long shadow over Leanna's fragile three-year marriage. It was Renee who had abandoned Joshua at the altar, nearly turning the Griffiths family into a joke in Cenwood. To fulfill a promise made to Joshua's grandfather, Richard Griffiths, and to repay a childhood debt to Joshua, Leanna had stepped in to marry Joshua without a second thought. After the wedding, Leanna swapped her elegant dresses for an apron, striving to be the perfect wife, even as Joshua kept his distance. "Knowing that, you should have backed off earlier instead of clinging to something that wasn't yours!" Sandra snorted. "Renee graduated from a prestigious music academy abroad and was immediately recruited by a renowned symphony orchestra. She's well-mannered and comes from a good family. How could you, a high school dropout, ever compare to her?" Leanna had endured harsh words like these for the past three years. Since marrying into the Griffiths family, Leanna had diligently fulfilled her duties to her in-laws and consistently supported Sandra. Sandra, who had a habit of spending excessively, often turned to Leanna for financial aid when money ran low. Whenever Sandra suffered abuse from her husband, the Griffiths family turned a blind eye, wary of any negative impact on their social standing. Without Leanna's intervention, Sandra's situation might have been dire. Yet, here was Sandra, parading her independence and treating Leanna with disdain. Leanna was examining the conditions in the contract when, abruptly, she closed it with a snap and slid it across the table to Sandra. "Divorce is acceptable, but I'm claiming half of Joshua's assets." Sandra's eyes bulged in astonishment as she slammed her hand down on the table, springing to her feet abruptly. "Dream on! Don't presume your modest family can climb up the ladder with you marrying into the Griffiths family. You'll leave with nothing, absolutely nothing!" In response, Leanna calmly removed her apron and unzipped her baggy loungewear, revealing a sleek ribbed top and jeans that accentuated her figure. Leanna took off her glasses, her gaze sweeping over Sandra with a slight smile. "The decision isn't yours to make. I'll discuss it with Joshua directly." Sandra, caught off guard by Leanna's sudden transformation from the seemingly nobody she thought she knew to someone decidedly more calculating and distant, was momentarily speechless. When Sandra came to her senses, Leanna was already making her way to the exit. "Where do you think you're going? Come back here and sign these papers!" Sandra yelled. However, Leanna completely disregarded Sandra's angry accusations behind her. Stepping into the open air, Leanna quickly made a phone call. "Help me locate Joshua." By four o'clock, a Koenigsegg was blazing down the highway, cutting through traffic with incredible ease thanks to the driver's superb handling. "I've located him. He's at Sanctity Theater. The GPS is set." The voice through the Bluetooth connection sounded slightly anxious. "Leanna, please don't do anything rash. Joshua isn't worth it..." Leanna's brow furrowed in a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Rash? That's not how I do things." "I'm not so sure about that," Sloane Buckley retorted from the other end of the line. "You're usually solid, but you have lost yourself upon learning Joshua is the one who rescued you when you were just ten. I mean, why demean yourself for someone who doesn't see your worth? You even hide your true identity and abilities for his sake. Why?" "Enough!" Leanna cut off her friend's tirade abruptly. "This isn't about him. You're aware of the complexities with my family." Knowing Sloane was simply looking out for her, Leanna softened her tone a bit. "Don't worry. I'm merely going to request a divorce." "What? Oh my God..." Sloane gasped. Before Sloane's shriek could pierce her ear further, Leanna disconnected the call. A smile played on her lips as she pressed the accelerator down hard. Leanna skillfully maneuvered around a Bugatti that had been in her way, speeding ahead with authority. Meanwhile, in the rear seat of the black Bugatti, a man spoke in a cold, clear tone. "Follow that Koenigsegg. Alert Jasper to cut it off at the next intersection." The assistant accelerated, his voice shaky. "Sir, is there an issue with that vehicle?" The man reclined, his lips parting slightly as he murmured to himself, "It's been a long time, Tyrant." Chapter 2 She Is Tyrant! Tyrant? Aaron White, sitting in the driver's seat, jerked in surprise. Could it really be Tyrant, the legendary figure who had dominated the underground racing scene as its champion for years? Hadn't Tyrant vanished without a trace three years ago? What was Tyrant doing now, appearing out of nowhere on the roads of Cenwood? Moreover, the driver of the sleek Koenigsegg appeared to be a woman. Yet, with the certainty resonating in the voice of the man from the back seat, Aaron refrained from asking any questions. He focused intently on the vehicle pulling ahead, determined not to lose sight of it for even a moment. As Leanna overtook the Bugatti, she stole a glance at her left-side mirror, her brow furrowing. She tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone cool and decisive. "Sloane, tap into the satellite. There's a Bugatti on my tail at eight o'clock. Identify the owner." Sloane, though taken aback, acted swiftly. She soon had the information, and a gasp escaped her as she spoke into the earpiece. "It belongs to the Ford family. It's... Matthew Ford!" Leanna's pupils contracted sharply. "No way. When did you get mixed up with that man?" Sloane's voice carried an unusual hint of panic. "I heard he came back from Woll Street, an overseas financial center, last month and has already turned Cenwood upside down, shifting the power dynamics among the old families." Sloane hesitated and then asked with suspicion, "You haven't gotten involved with the Ford Group's affairs, have you?" "Hey!" Leanna tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone tinged with resignation. "I'm not that greedy. Plus, I've been in Cenwood for most of the last three years. Every time I travel abroad, I have to create new identities and cover my tracks. It's such a hassle. Do I look like I have time for messing with the Ford Group?" Sloane quickly realized her mistake. "Right, it's all Joshua's fault. If not for him, you..." "Enough. Can you hack into the Bugatti's system remotely? If we don't sort this out, Matthew's going to watch me catch Joshua red-handed." Leanna glanced at the rearview mirror again. The Bugatti was closing in as they spoke. "I can't!" Sloane's voice took on a sudden urgency. "It operates both manually and automatically. Simply cutting the system won't do the trick!" Leanna's expression grew even more intense. She was just about to respond when Sloane's voice escalated abruptly. "Leanna, ease up! You've got a blockade two kilometers up ahead!" As the fog of dust and debris thinned, revealing the road ahead, Leanna clicked her tongue in mild annoyance. "Quite the spectacle." The swift Koenigsegg was soon hemmed in, forced to halt by a barricade stretching from the front to the back. Leanna found herself being cornered on the asphalt, flanked by six supercars in front and a looming Bugatti at her rear. Leaning back in her seat, she raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued. The driver of the leading Ferrari, clearly the ring leader, motioned for Leanna to exit her vehicle and come forward for a talk. Yet, Leanna's gaze was locked on the Bugatti in her rearview mirror. Due to the distance, she could just discern the face of the driver. Matthew, sitting in the back, was partially obscured, but even the glimpse of his black suit did little to soften his daunting aura. Noticing the Koenigsegg's prolonged stillness, Aaron peered over to the back seat. "Sir, should we have Jasper force her out of the car?" Matthew, reclining with crossed legs, absentmindedly twirled a tourmaline ring around his middle finger. "Wait." Behind the dense car windows, Matthew seemed to lock gazes with Leanna in the front vehicle. He let out a soft chuckle. "Compliance will be so uncharacteristic of Tyrant." Leanna's patience snapped. She surveyed the traffic ahead. The opposing team seemed hesitant, merely signaling each other rather than advancing to extract her from the vehicle. "Sloane, any alternative roads to Sanctity Theater? I need a detour now," Leanna asked. Sloane's fingers flew over the device, her tone tinged with concern. "There's one, but you'll still need to get past this crossroad. With the traffic like this, it's nearly impossible!" "Ding, a new route calculated, saves five minutes..." After using the navigation system, Leanna sat up straight, kept the handbrake engaged, and slammed the accelerator. The engine's thunderous bellow made the blockers alter their expressions. The leader appeared to receive a signal from the trailing Bugatti, then ceased his attempts to communicate and directed his men toward Leanna. Dialogue was evidently futile, and they were prepared to escalate to physical confrontation. A smirk played on Leanna's lips. Just as the men reached within arm's reach, nearly grazing her car door, she yanked the steering wheel and slammed the accelerator. She carved a path through the lineup of cars at a sharp angle, leaving a gap in her wake as she sped off under the astonished stares of onlookers. "There's no road I can't conquer!" On the other end of the Bluetooth connection, Sloane screamed in exhilaration, but her excitement soon gave way to concern. "Are we going to make an enemy of Matthew by breaking through his barricade?" Leanna scoffed. "He initiated this pursuit. Besides, what's another enemy to me?" The sound of her sports car lingered in the air long after she was gone. Once back at the office, Jasper Todd was still shaken when he faced Matthew. "I apologize, sir. I failed to stop Tyrant. I accept any punishment you deem fit." Matthew stood next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, surveying Cenwood from the tallest point, his eyes locked onto a specific building. "Was that Koenigsegg associated with the Griffiths Group?" Aaron swiftly navigated his tablet and responded without hesitation, "The records confirm that the car was purchased three years ago, primarily used by Joshua and his father." Aaron paused briefly before continuing, "The driver today seems to be Joshua's wife, Leanna. But there's no way she's Tyrant." Before Aaron could elaborate, Jasper cut him off. "That's absurd! You were right there. You saw how that car smashed through our barricades. If she isn't Tyrant, then tell me, who else could pull off something like that? She must be Tyrant!" Aaron's expression tightened as he scrolled through the data. "According to these records, Leanna is merely the daughter of a modest film production company owner. After her mother's early death and her father's remarriage, she had to leave high school and move to another city due to the new family dynamics, including a stepbrother and stepsister. How could she possibly enter the Nolis Hill races, let alone dominate them as a top competitor?" Jasper found himself at a loss for words and instinctively turned his gaze toward Matthew. Matthew, towering and authoritative, commanded the room with his mere presence. Absently fidgeting with his Patek Philippe watch, Matthew let out a chuckle, the sound chilling them to the bone. With a sly smile, he suggested, "Extend an extra invitation to the Griffiths for next week's charity gala." Chapter 3 Not A Penny Less! The Koenigsegg screeched to a halt outside the gates of the Sanctity Theater. Immediately, a security guard dashed toward the car, waving his arms. "I'm sorry, but the theater is closed for a private event today. You'll have to leave." Leanna smirked at the guard from the driver's seat as the car window slid down. "Don't you recognize this car?" she asked, a playful tone in her voice. The guard scrutinized the license plate and then Leanna's face, his expression wary. He reached for his walkie-talkie, his voice cautious. "Ma'am, may I ask who you are? How are you connected to Mr. Griffiths? Do you have an invitation?" Leanna tilted her head, a mischievous wink in her eye. "I'm Joshua's wife, and I'm here to catch him red-handed." Before the guard could respond, Leanna hit the gas. The car surged forward, squeezing through the narrowing space of the partially opened gate with a loud crash. "Bam!" The sound of the gate breaking shattered the quiet of the theater. Inside, panic ensued. Joshua bolted onto the stage, his movements protective as he wrapped his arms around a visibly shaken Renee. He glared at the security guards, his voice raised in the chaos. "What are you doing, letting a car wreak havoc in the theater? If Renee gets hurt, you're all going to jail!" Renee clung to Joshua's shirt, her tears soaking the fabric. "Joshua, I'm terrified! Could this be a terrorist attack? We need to call the police!" Joshua soothed her with a gentle pat on the back. "Don't worry. I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you!" He then turned and shouted at the guards, "What are you waiting for? Apprehend the intruders and bring them to the police!" The guards shared a look of uncertainty before one hesitantly pointed at the car's license plate. "Mr. Griffiths, that seems to be your car..." Joshua's heart skipped a beat as he saw the distinct and imposing Koenigsegg emerging from the dust. His pupils shrank in shock. This was his high-performance Koenigsegg, bought from an underground dealer for a hefty sum. At home, only he and his father were allowed to drive this advanced supercar due to its complex features. Now, the car sat mangled in the ruined gate, its once immaculate form scarred and dented, front lights shattered, surrounded by a spread of debris. Joshua felt the beginning of a headache. "How dare the intruders steal my car and create such chaos? They're going to regret this..." The next instant, the mangled car door swung open, and a slender, elegant figure emerged. "What penalty could possibly exceed the cost of your infidelity during our marriage?" Leanna's voice, though soft, cut through the noise of the crowded concert hall, bringing silence. Joshua's expression twisted in disbelief. "Leanna? What are you doing here..." Joshua's voice, initially panicked, grew harsh as he confronted her. "Have you lost your senses? Who gave you the right to disrupt Renee's concert? Do you really think I won't have you arrested?" With the car keys swinging lightly from her fingertips, Leanna advanced toward Joshua, her smirk playful yet menacing. "It seems the great Mr. Griffiths can squeeze in time for his mstress' concert, but not our divorce. I guess I had to deliver the papers myself." Her words set the hall abuzz with murmurs. "Is she the wife Mr. Griffiths has been hiding and never acknowledged? I thought she was just a high school dropout from the countryside. She's stunning!" "Wait, does this mean Mr. Griffiths has been unfaithful?" Renee, noticing the cameras lifting around her, altered her expression. She extricated herself from Joshua's embrace and turned to Leanna, tears welling up in her eyes. "Leanna, had you not meddled with my relationship with Joshua, I would never have had to leave. Now that I'm back, he only sees me as a friend. Why must you be so hostile?" Renee's voice broke as she spoke. "You've already occupied the position of Joshua's wife. What else do you want from me? Will you only be content if I am gone?" Renee's tearful appeal, along with her innocent appearance, swiftly drew compassion from the onlookers. The crowd began to defend Renee. "Miss Hayes and Mr. Griffiths are childhood sweethearts, perfect for each other. However, Mr. Griffiths ended up marrying a high school dropout. Who knows what she did to snag him?" "Exactly! When Miss Hayes left for overseas, Mr. Griffiths skipped the engagement party to bid her farewell. Clearly, he still has strong feelings for her!" "Being married on paper doesn't mean much. The one who is unloved is the true outsider!" As the tide shifted in her favor, Renee ducked behind Joshua, flashing a victorious grin at Leanna. Joshua carefully dabbed at Renee's tears before turning to Leanna, his expression filled with contempt as if she were the epitome of unreasonableness. "Let's resolve your concerns privately. There's no need to involve Renee in your malicious plots." Leanna observed their overt affection with a sneer. "How can you both be so shameless?" Leanna's gaze hardened as she addressed Renee, "Miss Hayes, let's be clear. Back then, you opted for fifty million and a promising career abroad over Joshua. Now, having failed overseas, you return seeking a fallback to prop you up?" "Sht up!" Joshua interrupted Leanna sharply, his eyes brimming with revulsion. "Renee had her reasons then, unlike you!" Witnessing Joshua's unwavering defense of Renee, Leanna's heart twisted with bitterness. The man who had once braved danger to rescue her from a terrorist now seemed like a stranger. In that instant, her heart broke completely. Leanna declared, "Joshua, if you're so committed to playing the doting partner for her, then sign the divorce papers and split our assets. But remember, a single penny less, and I won't agree to the divorce. You and your beloved can spend eternity together as the shameless pair you truly are." Chapter 4 Went Down With My Miserable Marriage Joshua never anticipated the drastic transformation in his usually compliant and manipulable wife. Adorned in chic clothing, Leanna had strode from the Koenigsegg across the dusty path with a newfound arrogance, a stark contrast to the domesticated housewife Joshua knew. "Quit daydreaming!" Joshua snapped, his expression darkening. "Enough, Leanna. Stop playing these games to capture my attention." His glare was a warning. "Your tricks only make me despise you more." For the first time, Leanna had found Joshua's self-righteous demeanor amusing. "Don't bring up personal feelings in a conversation about money. Don't you feel sick?" Leanna smirked at the duo and addressed Joshua sharply, "If you were so devoted to Renee, why didn't you follow her abroad back then? Why did you stay and marry me? Was your love not potent enough?" Joshua, struck deeply by her words, quickly responded, "You know my grandpa used the Griffiths Group to threaten me. How else could I stand by and watch Renee leave..." "So, it all boils down to money, doesn't it?" Leanna interrupted him sharply. "Your so-called true love can't compete with being the heir to the Griffiths Group, can it?" Leanna chuckled mockingly. "Joshua, stop playing the part of the loyal lover!" Exposed in front of everyone, Joshua's cheeks flamed with embarrassment. Renee quickly came to his defense with a thoughtful tone. "Leanna, there's no need to work so hard at driving a wedge between Joshua and me. He has his reasons." Renee then locked eyes with Leanna, her gaze meaningful and provoking. "Leanna, I'm well aware you're trying to sabotage my relationship with Joshua just to get more share of the Griffiths family's assets. Wasn't that your motive for marrying him?" With these words hanging in the air, Joshua's contempt for Leanna grew, and he scoffed. "I knew it! You're always greedy. A million has already been deposited into your account, and that Audi will soon be in your name. The Griffiths family can easily handle that. We're not some insignificant, petty family like yours..." "That's mere pocket change!" Leanna retorted sharply, giving little regard for Joshua's reputation by confronting him. "You're a billionaire. Considering our joint marital assets, plus all the cars and houses, I should be claiming at least five hundred million. Who are you trying to fool with that second-hand Audi from your sister?" Leanna's gaze then cut sharply to Renee, who instinctively recoiled. "If I'm not wrong, that necklace adorning your little sweetheart over there is worth over a million, isn't it?" Joshua, positioning himself protectively in front of Renee, snapped, "Don't you find your greed repulsive, Leanna? Renee's necklace was a gift from me. She embodies purity and kindness, unlike you, who only have eyes for wealth!" Leanna shot back with a dismissive nod, "So, you refuse to pay, is that it?" With those words, she spun around and climbed back into the Koenigsegg. As everyone looked on, puzzled by her actions, the silence was broken by the thunderous sound of the sports car's engine revving to life, vibrating through the air. The sleek black supercar surged forward like a swift arrow, barreling up the deserted steps directly toward the stage. "Bam!" Caught off-guard, Joshua and Renee were showered in a spray of wooden splinters. Renee let out a sharp scream, while Joshua, fighting back his own panic, yelled at Leanna, "Leanna, if you pull another stunt like this, I won't let it slide..." Unperturbed, Leanna ignored his threats. She threw the car into reverse, narrowly avoiding a collision with the stage. "Joshua, I'll ask you once more. Are you going to split the assets, or not?" she called out, her voice cutting through the tension. The engine's roar drained the color from Joshua's face. Crushed between the aggressive car and Leanna's forceful presence, he forgot any thoughts of escape. He had intended to call for security, only to discover they had vanished with the fleeing crowd. Now, only the three of them remained in this standoff. Joshua felt Leanna had lost her mind! Leanna relished the terror etched on Joshua's and Renee's faces, her lips twisting into a satisfied grin. As the engine's growl intensified, the car, under Joshua's horrified gaze, charged toward the stage once more!!! ...... What happens next? 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2,081,614	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574	Read next chapter	Her groom ran away from wedding to pursue his first love. Heartbroken, she randomly found a disabled man who was also abandoned to get married. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a billionaire! ===== Chapter 1 How About We Get Married? "Today is our wedding day! What am I supposed to do if you leave?" At the wedding, Elyse Lloyd was in a panic as she grabbed Theo Ward's wrist to stop him from leaving, her eyes filling with pleading. "Kaelyn knows about our wedding, and now she's threatening to jump off a building. You are aware of her depression, aren't you? I have to go save her." Theo explained impatiently and pushed Elyse aside. The venue was filled with the family and friends of both parties, all seated and waiting. The officiant had posed the question to Theo about his willingness to marry Elyse. Instead of replying, he ignored the officiant, answered his phone, and then abruptly attempted to leave. "Kaelyn Bennett totally stabbed you in the back before. She's caused you so much pain--why the heck must you go see her right now?" "You're not in a position to judge what happened between me and Kaelyn. No matter her wrongs or the pain she caused, you don't measure up to her." A pain struck Elyse's heart. "You're more concerned with your wedding than a living person's life. You're so heartless. Let's reschedule the wedding." Without a glance at her pale face, he strode away from the ornate altar, oblivious to the puzzled looks of gathered guests. Elyse cried out, sitting pitifully on the floor. She trembled, tears ruining her carefully applied makeup. The man she had loved for three years, disregarding her dignity, had chosen another woman without a second thought on their big day. He was consumed with thoughts of Kaelyn's distress but seemed indifferent to how lost and humiliated she felt, left alone at the altar. All around her, countless eyes watched, some mocking, some pitying, and others even gloating. Elyse had never felt such torment! Her father, Lanny Lloyd, approached. She hoped for comfort, but instead, he scolded her sharply, "You can't even keep a man. How useless!" After berating her, he left with his wife, Glenda Lloyd, without a backward glance. Her sister, Mabel Lloyd, emerged from the crowd with a smirk. "Well, that's embarrassing, Elyse. Your groom ran off, and now you're a laughingstock. I'm embarrassed for you. Imagine how Mom and Dad feel." After saying that, she turned and left. One by one, all of Elyse's family members departed, leaving her completely alone. Initially, Theo's parents felt guilty, but upon witnessing her family's reaction, all traces of guilt dissipated. "Even her own parents didn't support her. It seems this isn't entirely Theo's fault." "Yes, if she were a good partner, why would her fiancé leave her?" "Did she cheat on him? What else would make a groom leave like that?" The murmurs of criticism from the surrounding guests grew louder and harsher. Suddenly, there were noises nearby. Turning around, Elyse spotted a man in a suit sitting alone in a wheelchair. The officiant, looking flustered, asked, "Where is your bride?" Wiping away her tears, she halted a passing staff member and inquired, "That man is a groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded, "She didn't show up. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." "And he's been waiting here all this time?" The staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Elyse, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They were both unfortunate souls, abandoned. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Elyse's eyes. She had loved Theo for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. As she suddenly stood up, the guests who had been whispering and mocking her fell silent. All eyes instinctively focused on her as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned. Hearing the rustle of her dress, the man in the wheelchair turned around slowly. Elyse halted and gazed at the handsome man before her, a spark of surprise in her eyes. She then extended her hand and said, "Hello, I heard you're in need of a bride. My groom just left me. How about we get married?" Chapter 2 What Was She Up To? "My name is Elyse Lloyd. If it's all right with you, we can get married today," she proposed confidently. Her bold proposal left the crowd in shock, prompting several to capture the moment with their phones. "Miss Lloyd, are you certain about this decision? Given my disability, I may not be able to provide the future you envision," the man replied openly, without hiding his condition, and gently urged her to think it over. "I've made up my mind," Elyse responded with determination. "I'm Jayden," he introduced himself. Seeing her resolve, Jayden Owen grasped her hand and shared his concern, "I fear you might regret this choice later on." Elyse chose not to respond. She was sure of her decision. She had once been solely focused on marrying Theo, who never truly reciprocated her love. Now, who she married seemed inconsequential. After efficiently wrapping up the wedding formalities at City Hall, Elyse and Jayden were now bound by matrimony, officially united as husband and wife. With the marriage certificate in hand, Elyse experienced a profound sense of relief. Theo had broken her heart, and she was resolute in never returning to him. Regarding her father, since she would not be marrying into the Ward family, he had another daughter to think about. She understood her little sister Mabel too well. As someone driven by greed, how could Mabel resist the temptation to become Theo's wife and a member of the Ward family? Thus, marrying Jayden was Elyse's perfect escape from her family's clutches. She had no intention of going back home again. While she gazed thoughtfully at the marriage certificate, Jayden asked, "What's on your mind? Regretting your decision to marry a disabled man?" Elyse shook her head, took hold of the wheelchair, and replied, "I think it was a good decision." Jayden smiled slightly, though his eyes betrayed a hint of skepticism and mistrust. How could any woman genuinely want to marry a disabled man? He figured she was just putting on an act--an act that couldn't last forever. He needed a bride momentarily to distract his family while he pursued his own goals. Well, he decided, he might as well see what she was up to. Elyse helped Jayden into the car, and they drove to his house. Jayden's home was opulent, complete with a garden and a swimming pool, and staffed with a butler in a tuxedo and uniformed maids. As Elyse stepped onto the plush wool carpet, she truly realized that her new husband was far from ordinary. The butler, Driscoll Lee, approached them respectfully and inquired, "Mr. Owen, is this your bride?" Surveying the opulent house and recollecting her newlywed husband's full name, a sudden realization dawned on Elyse. The Owens were the most influential family in town, and Jayden Owen was particularly notable among his peers for his business acumen and exceptional talent. He was one of the wealthiest men around. However, after a car accident a year ago that cost him his legs, Jayden had faded from the public eye and his prior achievements were largely forgotten. So, she had married the legendary Jayden Owen? Elyse recalled hearing rumors about his engagement to a girl from the Foster family. The bride who had disappeared on her wedding day was supposed to be that Foster girl. Upon hearing Jayden's full name at City Hall, Elyse hadn't dwelled on it much. If she had known his background sooner, she wouldn't have had the courage to broach the topic of marriage with him. Jayden noticed the shock and panic on her face but remained silent. He still doubted that she truly hadn't recognized him. After all, his disability was well known. "This is Elyse Lloyd, my wife. From now on, she will be the hostess here," Jayden introduced her firmly. "Joanna Foster escaped on our wedding day because she didn't want to marry a disabled man," he added bluntly. "Joanna Foster disappeared on the wedding day?" Driscoll expressed his surprise. The Foster family had been eager to forge a union with the Owen family through marriage, pushing for Jayden to marry Joanna. On the wedding day, however, the bride had disappeared. Wasn't this a deliberate humiliation of Jayden? Driscoll felt sympathy for him and offered some consolation, "Sir, perhaps it's for the best that she left. It seems you might have found the right person after all." Elyse had shown no concern for Jayden's disability and was willing to marry him. That indeed counted for something. Chapter 3 He Could Walk Fluidly Looking at Jayden's legs, Elyse felt a wave of sympathy for him. Jayden had once been at the pinnacle of success, and now he seemed so vulnerable. Just because he was disabled, his bride had callously abandoned him at the altar, showing him no respect whatsoever. He must have felt even more devastated than she did during the wedding. Approaching Jayden, Elyse took his hand and said earnestly, "Don't worry. We are husband and wife now. I will take care of you for the rest of our lives." Jayden's expression turned rigid. Could she really mean it, promising to take care of him for a lifetime? He doubted her sincerity, thinking she was just putting on an act of compassion. Without a word, Jayden maneuvered his wheelchair into the study on the first floor. "I'm sorry," Driscoll said apologetically. "Since his accident, he's been a bit more temperamental." "It's fine. I understand," Elyse replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. Anyone in his situation might change. She then followed Driscoll upstairs to a room on the second floor. -- "Sir." In the study stood a bald man named Vinny Bailey, clad in a tight black shirt that accentuated his prominent tendons. Respectfully, Vinny ignited a lighter and lit a cigar for Jayden. "Joanna has gone abroad. The Foster family is desperately trying to come up with a solution." "They've taken thirty million and five major projects from me. Is this their way of repaying me?" Jayden let out a puff of smoke and remarked casually, "If I don't teach them a lesson, others will see me as a pushover. The Fosters need to learn a few things." "Do you want us to bring Joanna back?" Vinny inquired, nodding. "And as for your new wife, should we make some introductions with our men?" "No need." Jayden, cigar clenched between his teeth, lifted a document from the desk and strolled over to the window. The wheelchair was tucked away in a corner of the room, ignored, as he moved fluidly across the floor. This document detailed Elyse's entire life, from her childhood through to her college life, even including her romance with Theo. He casually flipped through the pages and drawled, "An ordinary woman. She married me just for my money." Back then, the Owens had declared their search for a wife for Jayden, aiming simply to secure an heir. Upon the announcement, no wealthy family was eager to marry their daughter to him, except for the Fosters, who had enriched themselves through their daughters' marriage. The Fosters' motive was straightforward--to exchange their daughter for resources and money. Vinny saw no other reason for Elyse to marry Jayden but for financial gain. Yet, there was another twist. "She was originally going to marry Theo Ward." "Ward? The Ward family that's well-known?" Jayden lifted an eyebrow. "Yes. But apparently, the groom ran off to reunite with his ex-girlfriend after receiving a phone call." Vinny paused, then speculated, "Maybe she married you just to spite Theo Ward." Jayden ceased perusing the documents and glanced up at Vinny with a hint of annoyance. "You're looking at it too simplistically. By marrying me, she stands to gain more. That's the real reason she married me, despite my disability." In Jayden's eyes, Elyse hadn't yet revealed her true intentions. But he didn't mind her interest in his money. He needed a wife to appease his family. If she married him for gain, it would make a future divorce simpler for him. -- Perched on the edge of the bed, Elysee scrolled through her phone and noticed the trending topics. #Bridegroom Ran Away For His Ex #Bride Marries Stranger To Anger Her Ranaway Groom She casually scrolled through the comments. The public deemed the entire situation unbelievable and both parties' actions as unreasonable. Nevertheless, discussions had thrust Elyse's name into circulation because of it. Some even discovered she was a violinist in an orchestra and stumbled upon a video of her past performance. Unable to resist, Elyse was watching these videos when Theo called. "Where are you, Elyse? Let's meet and talk." Chapter 4 Who Were You Married To? As Elyse descended the stairs to the villa's entrance, Driscoll approached her with concern. "It's quite late. Where are you off to? Shall I arrange a car for you?" "No, thanks. I'll be back soon." Driscoll watched her depart before heading to the study. Elyse, having agreed to meet Theo, called a taxi and was soon en route. Fifteen minutes later, she entered a coffee shop and instantly noticed Theo, who was in high spirits, busy texting on his phone. A flicker of sarcasm crossed her eyes as she approached and sat across from him. Theo looked up, his expression souring. "Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Staring back at him, Elyse felt a chill. They had been together for a long time, yet he was always domineering toward her, a stark contrast to his demeanor with Kaelyn. She had once loved him, believing she could endure anything. Only today had she realized how foolish that was. If she didn't love herself, how could she expect anyone else to love her? "If you don't want to wait, you can leave," Elyse retorted icily. Theo, taken aback by her response, grew visibly more upset. "You're holding a grudge about what happened at the wedding, aren't you? I get why you're upset, but you can't be more understanding and reasonable? I left because Kaelyn was in dire straits--she was depressed and contemplating suicide." "You can go to anyone you want. You don't need to explain anything to me--I don't care anymore." Elyse found humor in his words. Theo couldn't believe she was indifferent. They had been together for three years, and everyone knew how deeply she loved him. He thought her claim of indifference was merely a result of anger. But he was confident he could easily resolve this. Just a few sweet words and she'd come back to him. "It's not a big deal. I came back to you after handling everything, didn't I? I'll visit your parents soon, and we can start planning the wedding again," Theo said. "No need for that." "What?" "There won't be a wedding." Elyse's face was devoid of emotion. "We're done." "Why are you still upset? I left at the wedding, but I came back for you. Can't you forgive me?" Theo frowned. "Forgive you? Forgive you for abandoning me for another woman?" Elyse slammed her hand on the table. "Do you have any idea what I've been through since you left? Your family has been calling me names, even though you were the one who left me at the altar--just for another woman!" "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo shouted her name furiously. "What others say is their issue. Isn't our three-year relationship strong enough for you to trust me?" "Three years, and yet you never forgot your ex," Elyse countered, her face marked by disappointment. "I believed we'd be together forever, but it seems three years was our limit. We're done, Theo. It's clear we're not suited for each other." While speaking, she retrieved a ring from her bag and set it down on the table--the same ring he had used to propose. She recalled the joy she felt that day, now overshadowed by her current despair. Elyse gave Theo one last look, mentally closing the chapter on their three years together. She grabbed her bag and departed without a backward glance. Theo was stunned. Was Elyse dumping him? He always saw her as a simp, her family reliant on his. How could she just walk away? Humiliated, he chased after her, grabbed her shoulder, and said forcefully, "You have no right to break things off! Remember, your father's business relies on me. Without me, your family has nothing. Come back, and we'll marry in a few days to make up for today!" "Let me go!" Elyse fought back fiercely and yelled with defiance and frustration, "I'm married. Stop bothering me!" "So what if you are married! You will always belong to me." After blurting that out, he froze and asked incredulously, "What did you say? You're married? Who to?" While he was momentarily dazed, Elyse wriggled free from his grip. She hadn't anticipated turning around to find Jayden sitting in a wheelchair quietly a few meters behind her. "Jayden!" she exclaimed. Chapter 5 You Can Stand? "Didn't I make it clear? I'm married. We're over. This is my husband," Elyse said as she quickly moved to Jayden's side, gripping his arm. Theo stared at Jayden, failing to recognize him. With a sneer, he said, "To get back at me, you married a disabled man?" He then extended his hand, commanding in a domineering tone, "Elyse, come here! I'll make it up to you when we get back." But Elyse looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Did you hear me? Come here!" Theo grew frustrated. Elyse reflected on how she would have responded in the past--she would definitely walk over to his side. She had loved him deeply for three years. Her feelings had been genuine. Yet, the depth of her affection made the betrayal harder to bear. On her first birthday after they got together, she wanted to celebrate it by the sea. To make her happy, Theo bought a camera, promising to capture beautiful photos of her. As they were about to board the plane for their trip to the seaside, Kaelyn was injured on a film set and called Theo. Without any hesitation, Theo left her stranded at the airport. It was the most disappointing birthday Elyse had ever experienced. Theo had once vowed to attend her debut performance with her orchestra, yet she ended up not seeing him there. She lingered in the hall all night, only to learn the next day that he had missed the performance because Kaelyn had become drunk at a dinner party while trying to land a role. He stayed because he was worried she might be taken advantage of. For three years, he had been Kaelyn's protector, but he had never offered Elyse the same safeguard. This accumulation of disappointments came to a head at the wedding. She knew she deserved love and respect, not neglect. "I am Jayden's wife now. I owe my loyalty to him," declared Elyse with a chill in her voice. "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo roared, enraged. He thought Elyse was merely being spiteful and fabricating things due to the day's incidents. As he tried to seize her hand, Jayden intervened, blocking him swiftly. Theo struggled to free his hand, but was unable to. He couldn't overpower a disabled man? The realization pissedhim off. "Release me!" Theo exploded with anger. "She has no desire to leave with you. Can't you understand?" Jayden pressed slowly, his force causing Theo's features to twist in distress. Jayden held on until Theo cried out in pain before releasing him. "Remember this day, Elyse. You'll regret it in the future!" With a hint of embarrassment, Theo glared at Elyse and stormed off after his declaration. Watching him leave, Elyse felt a bitter smile form within her. She knew Theo would not easily let go of being humiliated, but there was no turning back for them now. "Let's go home, Elyse." "Okay." After helping Jayden into the car, they both sat silently, gazing out the window and avoiding any mention of Theo. "How did you know I was out here?" Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued. Without turning to face her, Jayden replied, "Driscoll mentioned it wasn't safe for you to be alone at this hour, so I came to pick you up." In truth, he had suspected she was up to something secretive, but it turned out she was merely meeting her ex. This revelation left him slightly disappointed. "Since you've married me, you should sever ties with your ex. My family members are strict, and I can't cover for you if they find out you're still seeing another man." "I won't see him again. I met him just to return a ring," Elyse responded, nodding. Jayden said nothing more. As long as Elyse respected his boundaries, she was free to make her own choices. When they arrived home, Elyse noticed Jayden heading straight for the study again. Curious, she asked Driscoll, "Why is he always in the study?" "The study is not only his workplace, but it has also become a sanctuary for his soul," Driscoll explained. "And why doesn't he return to his room?" "He does sometimes, but we rarely know when. He prefers that we don't fuss over him too much." With that, Driscoll departed. After freshening up in her room, Elyse was preparing for bed, but her thoughts lingered on the day's events with Jayden. She realized that despite his reserved nature, he was genuinely concerned for her safety. Feeling grateful and wanting to express her thanks, she left her room and walked towards the study. As she approached, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, casting a sliver of light into the hallway. Elyse pushed the door open and to her surprise, saw Jayden standing. She gasped and asked, "Jayden, you can stand?" ==== "You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don't we get married?" Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful and healthy tycoon. Was Jayden's fake disability revealed just like that? What happens next? 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2,081,619	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574		Breaking free from her ex, shedding the homemaker persona, she focused on her career, unveiling secret identities. However, no matter where she went, she couldn't escape the man before her, "You tried every field, when will you say yes to my proposal?!" ===== "Sign the divorce papers and leave the Griffiths family for good!" A document landed abruptly before Leanna Jackson. At first glance, the signature at the bottom was unmistakable. Joshua Griffiths. The script was decisive, suggesting Joshua had been anticipating this moment eagerly. Leanna's fingers shuffled through the papers as she lifted her gaze to meet the smug expression of Sandra Griffiths standing opposite her. "Where's Joshua? Why isn't he here to discuss this with me directly?" Leanna asked. Sandra let out a dismissive scoff, as if Leanna's question was absurd. "Do you honestly think my brother has time to spare for someone like you?" Sandra's eyes swept over Leanna, taking her in from head to toe. Despite everything, Leanna's beauty was undeniable. Even Sandra had been dazzled by Leanna when they first met. However, Leanna's beauty was always understated. Her thick bangs and oversized black-rimmed glasses obscured much of her petite face, and she consistently dressed down in baggy loungewear, concealing her shapely figure. Sandra thought Leanna was merely a shallow woman whose world revolved around domestic chores. "Joshua is swamped with work at the company. He doesn't have time to waste on you!" Sandra snapped. Leanna pursed her lips and then chuckled. "Is he caught up in work, or is he just spending time with Renee?" Saying this, Leanna felt a weight lift from her chest, yet a bitter taste lingered on her tongue. Renee Hayes, the woman Joshua had adored for a decade, cast a long shadow over Leanna's fragile three-year marriage. It was Renee who had abandoned Joshua at the altar, nearly turning the Griffiths family into a joke in Cenwood. To fulfill a promise made to Joshua's grandfather, Richard Griffiths, and to repay a childhood debt to Joshua, Leanna had stepped in to marry Joshua without a second thought. After the wedding, Leanna swapped her elegant dresses for an apron, striving to be the perfect wife, even as Joshua kept his distance. "Knowing that, you should have backed off earlier instead of clinging to something that wasn't yours!" Sandra snorted. "Renee graduated from a prestigious music academy abroad and was immediately recruited by a renowned symphony orchestra. She's well-mannered and comes from a good family. How could you, a high school dropout, ever compare to her?" Leanna had endured harsh words like these for the past three years. Since marrying into the Griffiths family, Leanna had diligently fulfilled her duties to her in-laws and consistently supported Sandra. Sandra, who had a habit of spending excessively, often turned to Leanna for financial aid when money ran low. Whenever Sandra suffered abuse from her husband, the Griffiths family turned a blind eye, wary of any negative impact on their social standing. Without Leanna's intervention, Sandra's situation might have been dire. Yet, here was Sandra, parading her independence and treating Leanna with disdain. Leanna was examining the conditions in the contract when, abruptly, she closed it with a snap and slid it across the table to Sandra. "Divorce is acceptable, but I'm claiming half of Joshua's assets." Sandra's eyes bulged in astonishment as she slammed her hand down on the table, springing to her feet abruptly. "Dream on! Don't presume your modest family can climb up the ladder with you marrying into the Griffiths family. You'll leave with nothing, absolutely nothing!" In response, Leanna calmly removed her apron and unzipped her baggy loungewear, revealing a sleek ribbed top and jeans that accentuated her figure. Leanna took off her glasses, her gaze sweeping over Sandra with a slight smile. "The decision isn't yours to make. I'll discuss it with Joshua directly." Sandra, caught off guard by Leanna's sudden transformation from the seemingly nobody she thought she knew to someone decidedly more calculating and distant, was momentarily speechless. When Sandra came to her senses, Leanna was already making her way to the exit. "Where do you think you're going? Come back here and sign these papers!" Sandra yelled. However, Leanna completely disregarded Sandra's angry accusations behind her. Stepping into the open air, Leanna quickly made a phone call. "Help me locate Joshua." By four o'clock, a Koenigsegg was blazing down the highway, cutting through traffic with incredible ease thanks to the driver's superb handling. "I've located him. He's at Sanctity Theater. The GPS is set." The voice through the Bluetooth connection sounded slightly anxious. "Leanna, please don't do anything rash. Joshua isn't worth it..." Leanna's brow furrowed in a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Rash? That's not how I do things." "I'm not so sure about that," Sloane Buckley retorted from the other end of the line. "You're usually solid, but you have lost yourself upon learning Joshua is the one who rescued you when you were just ten. I mean, why demean yourself for someone who doesn't see your worth? You even hide your true identity and abilities for his sake. Why?" "Enough!" Leanna cut off her friend's tirade abruptly. "This isn't about him. You're aware of the complexities with my family." Knowing Sloane was simply looking out for her, Leanna softened her tone a bit. "Don't worry. I'm merely going to request a divorce." "What? Oh my God..." Sloane gasped. Before Sloane's shriek could pierce her ear further, Leanna disconnected the call. A smile played on her lips as she pressed the accelerator down hard. Leanna skillfully maneuvered around a Bugatti that had been in her way, speeding ahead with authority. Meanwhile, in the rear seat of the black Bugatti, a man spoke in a cold, clear tone. "Follow that Koenigsegg. Alert Jasper to cut it off at the next intersection." The assistant accelerated, his voice shaky. "Sir, is there an issue with that vehicle?" The man reclined, his lips parting slightly as he murmured to himself, "It's been a long time, Tyrant." Chapter 2 She Is Tyrant! Tyrant? Aaron White, sitting in the driver's seat, jerked in surprise. Could it really be Tyrant, the legendary figure who had dominated the underground racing scene as its champion for years? Hadn't Tyrant vanished without a trace three years ago? What was Tyrant doing now, appearing out of nowhere on the roads of Cenwood? Moreover, the driver of the sleek Koenigsegg appeared to be a woman. Yet, with the certainty resonating in the voice of the man from the back seat, Aaron refrained from asking any questions. He focused intently on the vehicle pulling ahead, determined not to lose sight of it for even a moment. As Leanna overtook the Bugatti, she stole a glance at her left-side mirror, her brow furrowing. She tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone cool and decisive. "Sloane, tap into the satellite. There's a Bugatti on my tail at eight o'clock. Identify the owner." Sloane, though taken aback, acted swiftly. She soon had the information, and a gasp escaped her as she spoke into the earpiece. "It belongs to the Ford family. It's... Matthew Ford!" Leanna's pupils contracted sharply. "No way. When did you get mixed up with that man?" Sloane's voice carried an unusual hint of panic. "I heard he came back from Woll Street, an overseas financial center, last month and has already turned Cenwood upside down, shifting the power dynamics among the old families." Sloane hesitated and then asked with suspicion, "You haven't gotten involved with the Ford Group's affairs, have you?" "Hey!" Leanna tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone tinged with resignation. "I'm not that greedy. Plus, I've been in Cenwood for most of the last three years. Every time I travel abroad, I have to create new identities and cover my tracks. It's such a hassle. Do I look like I have time for messing with the Ford Group?" Sloane quickly realized her mistake. "Right, it's all Joshua's fault. If not for him, you..." "Enough. Can you hack into the Bugatti's system remotely? If we don't sort this out, Matthew's going to watch me catch Joshua red-handed." Leanna glanced at the rearview mirror again. The Bugatti was closing in as they spoke. "I can't!" Sloane's voice took on a sudden urgency. "It operates both manually and automatically. Simply cutting the system won't do the trick!" Leanna's expression grew even more intense. She was just about to respond when Sloane's voice escalated abruptly. "Leanna, ease up! You've got a blockade two kilometers up ahead!" As the fog of dust and debris thinned, revealing the road ahead, Leanna clicked her tongue in mild annoyance. "Quite the spectacle." The swift Koenigsegg was soon hemmed in, forced to halt by a barricade stretching from the front to the back. Leanna found herself being cornered on the asphalt, flanked by six supercars in front and a looming Bugatti at her rear. Leaning back in her seat, she raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued. The driver of the leading Ferrari, clearly the ring leader, motioned for Leanna to exit her vehicle and come forward for a talk. Yet, Leanna's gaze was locked on the Bugatti in her rearview mirror. Due to the distance, she could just discern the face of the driver. Matthew, sitting in the back, was partially obscured, but even the glimpse of his black suit did little to soften his daunting aura. Noticing the Koenigsegg's prolonged stillness, Aaron peered over to the back seat. "Sir, should we have Jasper force her out of the car?" Matthew, reclining with crossed legs, absentmindedly twirled a tourmaline ring around his middle finger. "Wait." Behind the dense car windows, Matthew seemed to lock gazes with Leanna in the front vehicle. He let out a soft chuckle. "Compliance will be so uncharacteristic of Tyrant." Leanna's patience snapped. She surveyed the traffic ahead. The opposing team seemed hesitant, merely signaling each other rather than advancing to extract her from the vehicle. "Sloane, any alternative roads to Sanctity Theater? I need a detour now," Leanna asked. Sloane's fingers flew over the device, her tone tinged with concern. "There's one, but you'll still need to get past this crossroad. With the traffic like this, it's nearly impossible!" "Ding, a new route calculated, saves five minutes..." After using the navigation system, Leanna sat up straight, kept the handbrake engaged, and slammed the accelerator. The engine's thunderous bellow made the blockers alter their expressions. The leader appeared to receive a signal from the trailing Bugatti, then ceased his attempts to communicate and directed his men toward Leanna. Dialogue was evidently futile, and they were prepared to escalate to physical confrontation. A smirk played on Leanna's lips. Just as the men reached within arm's reach, nearly grazing her car door, she yanked the steering wheel and slammed the accelerator. She carved a path through the lineup of cars at a sharp angle, leaving a gap in her wake as she sped off under the astonished stares of onlookers. "There's no road I can't conquer!" On the other end of the Bluetooth connection, Sloane screamed in exhilaration, but her excitement soon gave way to concern. "Are we going to make an enemy of Matthew by breaking through his barricade?" Leanna scoffed. "He initiated this pursuit. Besides, what's another enemy to me?" The sound of her sports car lingered in the air long after she was gone. Once back at the office, Jasper Todd was still shaken when he faced Matthew. "I apologize, sir. I failed to stop Tyrant. I accept any punishment you deem fit." Matthew stood next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, surveying Cenwood from the tallest point, his eyes locked onto a specific building. "Was that Koenigsegg associated with the Griffiths Group?" Aaron swiftly navigated his tablet and responded without hesitation, "The records confirm that the car was purchased three years ago, primarily used by Joshua and his father." Aaron paused briefly before continuing, "The driver today seems to be Joshua's wife, Leanna. But there's no way she's Tyrant." Before Aaron could elaborate, Jasper cut him off. "That's absurd! You were right there. You saw how that car smashed through our barricades. If she isn't Tyrant, then tell me, who else could pull off something like that? She must be Tyrant!" Aaron's expression tightened as he scrolled through the data. "According to these records, Leanna is merely the daughter of a modest film production company owner. After her mother's early death and her father's remarriage, she had to leave high school and move to another city due to the new family dynamics, including a stepbrother and stepsister. How could she possibly enter the Nolis Hill races, let alone dominate them as a top competitor?" Jasper found himself at a loss for words and instinctively turned his gaze toward Matthew. Matthew, towering and authoritative, commanded the room with his mere presence. Absently fidgeting with his Patek Philippe watch, Matthew let out a chuckle, the sound chilling them to the bone. With a sly smile, he suggested, "Extend an extra invitation to the Griffiths for next week's charity gala." Chapter 3 Not A Penny Less! The Koenigsegg screeched to a halt outside the gates of the Sanctity Theater. Immediately, a security guard dashed toward the car, waving his arms. "I'm sorry, but the theater is closed for a private event today. You'll have to leave." Leanna smirked at the guard from the driver's seat as the car window slid down. "Don't you recognize this car?" she asked, a playful tone in her voice. The guard scrutinized the license plate and then Leanna's face, his expression wary. He reached for his walkie-talkie, his voice cautious. "Ma'am, may I ask who you are? How are you connected to Mr. Griffiths? Do you have an invitation?" Leanna tilted her head, a mischievous wink in her eye. "I'm Joshua's wife, and I'm here to catch him red-handed." Before the guard could respond, Leanna hit the gas. The car surged forward, squeezing through the narrowing space of the partially opened gate with a loud crash. "Bam!" The sound of the gate breaking shattered the quiet of the theater. Inside, panic ensued. Joshua bolted onto the stage, his movements protective as he wrapped his arms around a visibly shaken Renee. He glared at the security guards, his voice raised in the chaos. "What are you doing, letting a car wreak havoc in the theater? If Renee gets hurt, you're all going to jail!" Renee clung to Joshua's shirt, her tears soaking the fabric. "Joshua, I'm terrified! Could this be a terrorist attack? We need to call the police!" Joshua soothed her with a gentle pat on the back. "Don't worry. I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you!" He then turned and shouted at the guards, "What are you waiting for? Apprehend the intruders and bring them to the police!" The guards shared a look of uncertainty before one hesitantly pointed at the car's license plate. "Mr. Griffiths, that seems to be your car..." Joshua's heart skipped a beat as he saw the distinct and imposing Koenigsegg emerging from the dust. His pupils shrank in shock. This was his high-performance Koenigsegg, bought from an underground dealer for a hefty sum. At home, only he and his father were allowed to drive this advanced supercar due to its complex features. Now, the car sat mangled in the ruined gate, its once immaculate form scarred and dented, front lights shattered, surrounded by a spread of debris. Joshua felt the beginning of a headache. "How dare the intruders steal my car and create such chaos? They're going to regret this..." The next instant, the mangled car door swung open, and a slender, elegant figure emerged. "What penalty could possibly exceed the cost of your infidelity during our marriage?" Leanna's voice, though soft, cut through the noise of the crowded concert hall, bringing silence. Joshua's expression twisted in disbelief. "Leanna? What are you doing here..." Joshua's voice, initially panicked, grew harsh as he confronted her. "Have you lost your senses? Who gave you the right to disrupt Renee's concert? Do you really think I won't have you arrested?" With the car keys swinging lightly from her fingertips, Leanna advanced toward Joshua, her smirk playful yet menacing. "It seems the great Mr. Griffiths can squeeze in time for his mstress' concert, but not our divorce. I guess I had to deliver the papers myself." Her words set the hall abuzz with murmurs. "Is she the wife Mr. Griffiths has been hiding and never acknowledged? I thought she was just a high school dropout from the countryside. She's stunning!" "Wait, does this mean Mr. Griffiths has been unfaithful?" Renee, noticing the cameras lifting around her, altered her expression. She extricated herself from Joshua's embrace and turned to Leanna, tears welling up in her eyes. "Leanna, had you not meddled with my relationship with Joshua, I would never have had to leave. Now that I'm back, he only sees me as a friend. Why must you be so hostile?" Renee's voice broke as she spoke. "You've already occupied the position of Joshua's wife. What else do you want from me? Will you only be content if I am gone?" Renee's tearful appeal, along with her innocent appearance, swiftly drew compassion from the onlookers. The crowd began to defend Renee. "Miss Hayes and Mr. Griffiths are childhood sweethearts, perfect for each other. However, Mr. Griffiths ended up marrying a high school dropout. Who knows what she did to snag him?" "Exactly! When Miss Hayes left for overseas, Mr. Griffiths skipped the engagement party to bid her farewell. Clearly, he still has strong feelings for her!" "Being married on paper doesn't mean much. The one who is unloved is the true outsider!" As the tide shifted in her favor, Renee ducked behind Joshua, flashing a victorious grin at Leanna. Joshua carefully dabbed at Renee's tears before turning to Leanna, his expression filled with contempt as if she were the epitome of unreasonableness. "Let's resolve your concerns privately. There's no need to involve Renee in your malicious plots." Leanna observed their overt affection with a sneer. "How can you both be so shameless?" Leanna's gaze hardened as she addressed Renee, "Miss Hayes, let's be clear. Back then, you opted for fifty million and a promising career abroad over Joshua. Now, having failed overseas, you return seeking a fallback to prop you up?" "Sht up!" Joshua interrupted Leanna sharply, his eyes brimming with revulsion. "Renee had her reasons then, unlike you!" Witnessing Joshua's unwavering defense of Renee, Leanna's heart twisted with bitterness. The man who had once braved danger to rescue her from a terrorist now seemed like a stranger. In that instant, her heart broke completely. Leanna declared, "Joshua, if you're so committed to playing the doting partner for her, then sign the divorce papers and split our assets. But remember, a single penny less, and I won't agree to the divorce. You and your beloved can spend eternity together as the shameless pair you truly are." Chapter 4 Went Down With My Miserable Marriage Joshua never anticipated the drastic transformation in his usually compliant and manipulable wife. Adorned in chic clothing, Leanna had strode from the Koenigsegg across the dusty path with a newfound arrogance, a stark contrast to the domesticated housewife Joshua knew. "Quit daydreaming!" Joshua snapped, his expression darkening. "Enough, Leanna. Stop playing these games to capture my attention." His glare was a warning. "Your tricks only make me despise you more." For the first time, Leanna had found Joshua's self-righteous demeanor amusing. "Don't bring up personal feelings in a conversation about money. Don't you feel sick?" Leanna smirked at the duo and addressed Joshua sharply, "If you were so devoted to Renee, why didn't you follow her abroad back then? Why did you stay and marry me? Was your love not potent enough?" Joshua, struck deeply by her words, quickly responded, "You know my grandpa used the Griffiths Group to threaten me. How else could I stand by and watch Renee leave..." "So, it all boils down to money, doesn't it?" Leanna interrupted him sharply. "Your so-called true love can't compete with being the heir to the Griffiths Group, can it?" Leanna chuckled mockingly. "Joshua, stop playing the part of the loyal lover!" Exposed in front of everyone, Joshua's cheeks flamed with embarrassment. Renee quickly came to his defense with a thoughtful tone. "Leanna, there's no need to work so hard at driving a wedge between Joshua and me. He has his reasons." Renee then locked eyes with Leanna, her gaze meaningful and provoking. "Leanna, I'm well aware you're trying to sabotage my relationship with Joshua just to get more share of the Griffiths family's assets. Wasn't that your motive for marrying him?" With these words hanging in the air, Joshua's contempt for Leanna grew, and he scoffed. "I knew it! You're always greedy. A million has already been deposited into your account, and that Audi will soon be in your name. The Griffiths family can easily handle that. We're not some insignificant, petty family like yours..." "That's mere pocket change!" Leanna retorted sharply, giving little regard for Joshua's reputation by confronting him. "You're a billionaire. Considering our joint marital assets, plus all the cars and houses, I should be claiming at least five hundred million. Who are you trying to fool with that second-hand Audi from your sister?" Leanna's gaze then cut sharply to Renee, who instinctively recoiled. "If I'm not wrong, that necklace adorning your little sweetheart over there is worth over a million, isn't it?" Joshua, positioning himself protectively in front of Renee, snapped, "Don't you find your greed repulsive, Leanna? Renee's necklace was a gift from me. She embodies purity and kindness, unlike you, who only have eyes for wealth!" Leanna shot back with a dismissive nod, "So, you refuse to pay, is that it?" With those words, she spun around and climbed back into the Koenigsegg. As everyone looked on, puzzled by her actions, the silence was broken by the thunderous sound of the sports car's engine revving to life, vibrating through the air. The sleek black supercar surged forward like a swift arrow, barreling up the deserted steps directly toward the stage. "Bam!" Caught off-guard, Joshua and Renee were showered in a spray of wooden splinters. Renee let out a sharp scream, while Joshua, fighting back his own panic, yelled at Leanna, "Leanna, if you pull another stunt like this, I won't let it slide..." Unperturbed, Leanna ignored his threats. She threw the car into reverse, narrowly avoiding a collision with the stage. "Joshua, I'll ask you once more. Are you going to split the assets, or not?" she called out, her voice cutting through the tension. The engine's roar drained the color from Joshua's face. Crushed between the aggressive car and Leanna's forceful presence, he forgot any thoughts of escape. He had intended to call for security, only to discover they had vanished with the fleeing crowd. Now, only the three of them remained in this standoff. Joshua felt Leanna had lost her mind! Leanna relished the terror etched on Joshua's and Renee's faces, her lips twisting into a satisfied grin. As the engine's growl intensified, the car, under Joshua's horrified gaze, charged toward the stage once more!!! ...... What happens next? 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2,081,620	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574		Breaking free from her ex, shedding the homemaker persona, she focused on her career, unveiling secret identities. However, no matter where she went, she couldn't escape the man before her, "You tried every field, when will you say yes to my proposal?!" ===== "Sign the divorce papers and leave the Griffiths family for good!" A document landed abruptly before Leanna Jackson. At first glance, the signature at the bottom was unmistakable. Joshua Griffiths. The script was decisive, suggesting Joshua had been anticipating this moment eagerly. Leanna's fingers shuffled through the papers as she lifted her gaze to meet the smug expression of Sandra Griffiths standing opposite her. "Where's Joshua? Why isn't he here to discuss this with me directly?" Leanna asked. Sandra let out a dismissive scoff, as if Leanna's question was absurd. "Do you honestly think my brother has time to spare for someone like you?" Sandra's eyes swept over Leanna, taking her in from head to toe. Despite everything, Leanna's beauty was undeniable. Even Sandra had been dazzled by Leanna when they first met. However, Leanna's beauty was always understated. Her thick bangs and oversized black-rimmed glasses obscured much of her petite face, and she consistently dressed down in baggy loungewear, concealing her shapely figure. Sandra thought Leanna was merely a shallow woman whose world revolved around domestic chores. "Joshua is swamped with work at the company. He doesn't have time to waste on you!" Sandra snapped. Leanna pursed her lips and then chuckled. "Is he caught up in work, or is he just spending time with Renee?" Saying this, Leanna felt a weight lift from her chest, yet a bitter taste lingered on her tongue. Renee Hayes, the woman Joshua had adored for a decade, cast a long shadow over Leanna's fragile three-year marriage. It was Renee who had abandoned Joshua at the altar, nearly turning the Griffiths family into a joke in Cenwood. To fulfill a promise made to Joshua's grandfather, Richard Griffiths, and to repay a childhood debt to Joshua, Leanna had stepped in to marry Joshua without a second thought. After the wedding, Leanna swapped her elegant dresses for an apron, striving to be the perfect wife, even as Joshua kept his distance. "Knowing that, you should have backed off earlier instead of clinging to something that wasn't yours!" Sandra snorted. "Renee graduated from a prestigious music academy abroad and was immediately recruited by a renowned symphony orchestra. She's well-mannered and comes from a good family. How could you, a high school dropout, ever compare to her?" Leanna had endured harsh words like these for the past three years. Since marrying into the Griffiths family, Leanna had diligently fulfilled her duties to her in-laws and consistently supported Sandra. Sandra, who had a habit of spending excessively, often turned to Leanna for financial aid when money ran low. Whenever Sandra suffered abuse from her husband, the Griffiths family turned a blind eye, wary of any negative impact on their social standing. Without Leanna's intervention, Sandra's situation might have been dire. Yet, here was Sandra, parading her independence and treating Leanna with disdain. Leanna was examining the conditions in the contract when, abruptly, she closed it with a snap and slid it across the table to Sandra. "Divorce is acceptable, but I'm claiming half of Joshua's assets." Sandra's eyes bulged in astonishment as she slammed her hand down on the table, springing to her feet abruptly. "Dream on! Don't presume your modest family can climb up the ladder with you marrying into the Griffiths family. You'll leave with nothing, absolutely nothing!" In response, Leanna calmly removed her apron and unzipped her baggy loungewear, revealing a sleek ribbed top and jeans that accentuated her figure. Leanna took off her glasses, her gaze sweeping over Sandra with a slight smile. "The decision isn't yours to make. I'll discuss it with Joshua directly." Sandra, caught off guard by Leanna's sudden transformation from the seemingly nobody she thought she knew to someone decidedly more calculating and distant, was momentarily speechless. When Sandra came to her senses, Leanna was already making her way to the exit. "Where do you think you're going? Come back here and sign these papers!" Sandra yelled. However, Leanna completely disregarded Sandra's angry accusations behind her. Stepping into the open air, Leanna quickly made a phone call. "Help me locate Joshua." By four o'clock, a Koenigsegg was blazing down the highway, cutting through traffic with incredible ease thanks to the driver's superb handling. "I've located him. He's at Sanctity Theater. The GPS is set." The voice through the Bluetooth connection sounded slightly anxious. "Leanna, please don't do anything rash. Joshua isn't worth it..." Leanna's brow furrowed in a mix of annoyance and amusement. "Rash? That's not how I do things." "I'm not so sure about that," Sloane Buckley retorted from the other end of the line. "You're usually solid, but you have lost yourself upon learning Joshua is the one who rescued you when you were just ten. I mean, why demean yourself for someone who doesn't see your worth? You even hide your true identity and abilities for his sake. Why?" "Enough!" Leanna cut off her friend's tirade abruptly. "This isn't about him. You're aware of the complexities with my family." Knowing Sloane was simply looking out for her, Leanna softened her tone a bit. "Don't worry. I'm merely going to request a divorce." "What? Oh my God..." Sloane gasped. Before Sloane's shriek could pierce her ear further, Leanna disconnected the call. A smile played on her lips as she pressed the accelerator down hard. Leanna skillfully maneuvered around a Bugatti that had been in her way, speeding ahead with authority. Meanwhile, in the rear seat of the black Bugatti, a man spoke in a cold, clear tone. "Follow that Koenigsegg. Alert Jasper to cut it off at the next intersection." The assistant accelerated, his voice shaky. "Sir, is there an issue with that vehicle?" The man reclined, his lips parting slightly as he murmured to himself, "It's been a long time, Tyrant." Chapter 2 She Is Tyrant! Tyrant? Aaron White, sitting in the driver's seat, jerked in surprise. Could it really be Tyrant, the legendary figure who had dominated the underground racing scene as its champion for years? Hadn't Tyrant vanished without a trace three years ago? What was Tyrant doing now, appearing out of nowhere on the roads of Cenwood? Moreover, the driver of the sleek Koenigsegg appeared to be a woman. Yet, with the certainty resonating in the voice of the man from the back seat, Aaron refrained from asking any questions. He focused intently on the vehicle pulling ahead, determined not to lose sight of it for even a moment. As Leanna overtook the Bugatti, she stole a glance at her left-side mirror, her brow furrowing. She tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone cool and decisive. "Sloane, tap into the satellite. There's a Bugatti on my tail at eight o'clock. Identify the owner." Sloane, though taken aback, acted swiftly. She soon had the information, and a gasp escaped her as she spoke into the earpiece. "It belongs to the Ford family. It's... Matthew Ford!" Leanna's pupils contracted sharply. "No way. When did you get mixed up with that man?" Sloane's voice carried an unusual hint of panic. "I heard he came back from Woll Street, an overseas financial center, last month and has already turned Cenwood upside down, shifting the power dynamics among the old families." Sloane hesitated and then asked with suspicion, "You haven't gotten involved with the Ford Group's affairs, have you?" "Hey!" Leanna tapped her Bluetooth earpiece, her tone tinged with resignation. "I'm not that greedy. Plus, I've been in Cenwood for most of the last three years. Every time I travel abroad, I have to create new identities and cover my tracks. It's such a hassle. Do I look like I have time for messing with the Ford Group?" Sloane quickly realized her mistake. "Right, it's all Joshua's fault. If not for him, you..." "Enough. Can you hack into the Bugatti's system remotely? If we don't sort this out, Matthew's going to watch me catch Joshua red-handed." Leanna glanced at the rearview mirror again. The Bugatti was closing in as they spoke. "I can't!" Sloane's voice took on a sudden urgency. "It operates both manually and automatically. Simply cutting the system won't do the trick!" Leanna's expression grew even more intense. She was just about to respond when Sloane's voice escalated abruptly. "Leanna, ease up! You've got a blockade two kilometers up ahead!" As the fog of dust and debris thinned, revealing the road ahead, Leanna clicked her tongue in mild annoyance. "Quite the spectacle." The swift Koenigsegg was soon hemmed in, forced to halt by a barricade stretching from the front to the back. Leanna found herself being cornered on the asphalt, flanked by six supercars in front and a looming Bugatti at her rear. Leaning back in her seat, she raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued. The driver of the leading Ferrari, clearly the ring leader, motioned for Leanna to exit her vehicle and come forward for a talk. Yet, Leanna's gaze was locked on the Bugatti in her rearview mirror. Due to the distance, she could just discern the face of the driver. Matthew, sitting in the back, was partially obscured, but even the glimpse of his black suit did little to soften his daunting aura. Noticing the Koenigsegg's prolonged stillness, Aaron peered over to the back seat. "Sir, should we have Jasper force her out of the car?" Matthew, reclining with crossed legs, absentmindedly twirled a tourmaline ring around his middle finger. "Wait." Behind the dense car windows, Matthew seemed to lock gazes with Leanna in the front vehicle. He let out a soft chuckle. "Compliance will be so uncharacteristic of Tyrant." Leanna's patience snapped. She surveyed the traffic ahead. The opposing team seemed hesitant, merely signaling each other rather than advancing to extract her from the vehicle. "Sloane, any alternative roads to Sanctity Theater? I need a detour now," Leanna asked. Sloane's fingers flew over the device, her tone tinged with concern. "There's one, but you'll still need to get past this crossroad. With the traffic like this, it's nearly impossible!" "Ding, a new route calculated, saves five minutes..." After using the navigation system, Leanna sat up straight, kept the handbrake engaged, and slammed the accelerator. The engine's thunderous bellow made the blockers alter their expressions. The leader appeared to receive a signal from the trailing Bugatti, then ceased his attempts to communicate and directed his men toward Leanna. Dialogue was evidently futile, and they were prepared to escalate to physical confrontation. A smirk played on Leanna's lips. Just as the men reached within arm's reach, nearly grazing her car door, she yanked the steering wheel and slammed the accelerator. She carved a path through the lineup of cars at a sharp angle, leaving a gap in her wake as she sped off under the astonished stares of onlookers. "There's no road I can't conquer!" On the other end of the Bluetooth connection, Sloane screamed in exhilaration, but her excitement soon gave way to concern. "Are we going to make an enemy of Matthew by breaking through his barricade?" Leanna scoffed. "He initiated this pursuit. Besides, what's another enemy to me?" The sound of her sports car lingered in the air long after she was gone. Once back at the office, Jasper Todd was still shaken when he faced Matthew. "I apologize, sir. I failed to stop Tyrant. I accept any punishment you deem fit." Matthew stood next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, surveying Cenwood from the tallest point, his eyes locked onto a specific building. "Was that Koenigsegg associated with the Griffiths Group?" Aaron swiftly navigated his tablet and responded without hesitation, "The records confirm that the car was purchased three years ago, primarily used by Joshua and his father." Aaron paused briefly before continuing, "The driver today seems to be Joshua's wife, Leanna. But there's no way she's Tyrant." Before Aaron could elaborate, Jasper cut him off. "That's absurd! You were right there. You saw how that car smashed through our barricades. If she isn't Tyrant, then tell me, who else could pull off something like that? She must be Tyrant!" Aaron's expression tightened as he scrolled through the data. "According to these records, Leanna is merely the daughter of a modest film production company owner. After her mother's early death and her father's remarriage, she had to leave high school and move to another city due to the new family dynamics, including a stepbrother and stepsister. How could she possibly enter the Nolis Hill races, let alone dominate them as a top competitor?" Jasper found himself at a loss for words and instinctively turned his gaze toward Matthew. Matthew, towering and authoritative, commanded the room with his mere presence. Absently fidgeting with his Patek Philippe watch, Matthew let out a chuckle, the sound chilling them to the bone. With a sly smile, he suggested, "Extend an extra invitation to the Griffiths for next week's charity gala." Chapter 3 Not A Penny Less! The Koenigsegg screeched to a halt outside the gates of the Sanctity Theater. Immediately, a security guard dashed toward the car, waving his arms. "I'm sorry, but the theater is closed for a private event today. You'll have to leave." Leanna smirked at the guard from the driver's seat as the car window slid down. "Don't you recognize this car?" she asked, a playful tone in her voice. The guard scrutinized the license plate and then Leanna's face, his expression wary. He reached for his walkie-talkie, his voice cautious. "Ma'am, may I ask who you are? How are you connected to Mr. Griffiths? Do you have an invitation?" Leanna tilted her head, a mischievous wink in her eye. "I'm Joshua's wife, and I'm here to catch him red-handed." Before the guard could respond, Leanna hit the gas. The car surged forward, squeezing through the narrowing space of the partially opened gate with a loud crash. "Bam!" The sound of the gate breaking shattered the quiet of the theater. Inside, panic ensued. Joshua bolted onto the stage, his movements protective as he wrapped his arms around a visibly shaken Renee. He glared at the security guards, his voice raised in the chaos. "What are you doing, letting a car wreak havoc in the theater? If Renee gets hurt, you're all going to jail!" Renee clung to Joshua's shirt, her tears soaking the fabric. "Joshua, I'm terrified! Could this be a terrorist attack? We need to call the police!" Joshua soothed her with a gentle pat on the back. "Don't worry. I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you!" He then turned and shouted at the guards, "What are you waiting for? Apprehend the intruders and bring them to the police!" The guards shared a look of uncertainty before one hesitantly pointed at the car's license plate. "Mr. Griffiths, that seems to be your car..." Joshua's heart skipped a beat as he saw the distinct and imposing Koenigsegg emerging from the dust. His pupils shrank in shock. This was his high-performance Koenigsegg, bought from an underground dealer for a hefty sum. At home, only he and his father were allowed to drive this advanced supercar due to its complex features. Now, the car sat mangled in the ruined gate, its once immaculate form scarred and dented, front lights shattered, surrounded by a spread of debris. Joshua felt the beginning of a headache. "How dare the intruders steal my car and create such chaos? They're going to regret this..." The next instant, the mangled car door swung open, and a slender, elegant figure emerged. "What penalty could possibly exceed the cost of your infidelity during our marriage?" Leanna's voice, though soft, cut through the noise of the crowded concert hall, bringing silence. Joshua's expression twisted in disbelief. "Leanna? What are you doing here..." Joshua's voice, initially panicked, grew harsh as he confronted her. "Have you lost your senses? Who gave you the right to disrupt Renee's concert? Do you really think I won't have you arrested?" With the car keys swinging lightly from her fingertips, Leanna advanced toward Joshua, her smirk playful yet menacing. "It seems the great Mr. Griffiths can squeeze in time for his mstress' concert, but not our divorce. I guess I had to deliver the papers myself." Her words set the hall abuzz with murmurs. "Is she the wife Mr. Griffiths has been hiding and never acknowledged? I thought she was just a high school dropout from the countryside. She's stunning!" "Wait, does this mean Mr. Griffiths has been unfaithful?" Renee, noticing the cameras lifting around her, altered her expression. She extricated herself from Joshua's embrace and turned to Leanna, tears welling up in her eyes. "Leanna, had you not meddled with my relationship with Joshua, I would never have had to leave. Now that I'm back, he only sees me as a friend. Why must you be so hostile?" Renee's voice broke as she spoke. "You've already occupied the position of Joshua's wife. What else do you want from me? Will you only be content if I am gone?" Renee's tearful appeal, along with her innocent appearance, swiftly drew compassion from the onlookers. The crowd began to defend Renee. "Miss Hayes and Mr. Griffiths are childhood sweethearts, perfect for each other. However, Mr. Griffiths ended up marrying a high school dropout. Who knows what she did to snag him?" "Exactly! When Miss Hayes left for overseas, Mr. Griffiths skipped the engagement party to bid her farewell. Clearly, he still has strong feelings for her!" "Being married on paper doesn't mean much. The one who is unloved is the true outsider!" As the tide shifted in her favor, Renee ducked behind Joshua, flashing a victorious grin at Leanna. Joshua carefully dabbed at Renee's tears before turning to Leanna, his expression filled with contempt as if she were the epitome of unreasonableness. "Let's resolve your concerns privately. There's no need to involve Renee in your malicious plots." Leanna observed their overt affection with a sneer. "How can you both be so shameless?" Leanna's gaze hardened as she addressed Renee, "Miss Hayes, let's be clear. Back then, you opted for fifty million and a promising career abroad over Joshua. Now, having failed overseas, you return seeking a fallback to prop you up?" "Sht up!" Joshua interrupted Leanna sharply, his eyes brimming with revulsion. "Renee had her reasons then, unlike you!" Witnessing Joshua's unwavering defense of Renee, Leanna's heart twisted with bitterness. The man who had once braved danger to rescue her from a terrorist now seemed like a stranger. In that instant, her heart broke completely. Leanna declared, "Joshua, if you're so committed to playing the doting partner for her, then sign the divorce papers and split our assets. But remember, a single penny less, and I won't agree to the divorce. You and your beloved can spend eternity together as the shameless pair you truly are." Chapter 4 Went Down With My Miserable Marriage Joshua never anticipated the drastic transformation in his usually compliant and manipulable wife. Adorned in chic clothing, Leanna had strode from the Koenigsegg across the dusty path with a newfound arrogance, a stark contrast to the domesticated housewife Joshua knew. "Quit daydreaming!" Joshua snapped, his expression darkening. "Enough, Leanna. Stop playing these games to capture my attention." His glare was a warning. "Your tricks only make me despise you more." For the first time, Leanna had found Joshua's self-righteous demeanor amusing. "Don't bring up personal feelings in a conversation about money. Don't you feel sick?" Leanna smirked at the duo and addressed Joshua sharply, "If you were so devoted to Renee, why didn't you follow her abroad back then? Why did you stay and marry me? Was your love not potent enough?" Joshua, struck deeply by her words, quickly responded, "You know my grandpa used the Griffiths Group to threaten me. How else could I stand by and watch Renee leave..." "So, it all boils down to money, doesn't it?" Leanna interrupted him sharply. "Your so-called true love can't compete with being the heir to the Griffiths Group, can it?" Leanna chuckled mockingly. "Joshua, stop playing the part of the loyal lover!" Exposed in front of everyone, Joshua's cheeks flamed with embarrassment. Renee quickly came to his defense with a thoughtful tone. "Leanna, there's no need to work so hard at driving a wedge between Joshua and me. He has his reasons." Renee then locked eyes with Leanna, her gaze meaningful and provoking. "Leanna, I'm well aware you're trying to sabotage my relationship with Joshua just to get more share of the Griffiths family's assets. Wasn't that your motive for marrying him?" With these words hanging in the air, Joshua's contempt for Leanna grew, and he scoffed. "I knew it! You're always greedy. A million has already been deposited into your account, and that Audi will soon be in your name. The Griffiths family can easily handle that. We're not some insignificant, petty family like yours..." "That's mere pocket change!" Leanna retorted sharply, giving little regard for Joshua's reputation by confronting him. "You're a billionaire. Considering our joint marital assets, plus all the cars and houses, I should be claiming at least five hundred million. Who are you trying to fool with that second-hand Audi from your sister?" Leanna's gaze then cut sharply to Renee, who instinctively recoiled. "If I'm not wrong, that necklace adorning your little sweetheart over there is worth over a million, isn't it?" Joshua, positioning himself protectively in front of Renee, snapped, "Don't you find your greed repulsive, Leanna? Renee's necklace was a gift from me. She embodies purity and kindness, unlike you, who only have eyes for wealth!" Leanna shot back with a dismissive nod, "So, you refuse to pay, is that it?" With those words, she spun around and climbed back into the Koenigsegg. As everyone looked on, puzzled by her actions, the silence was broken by the thunderous sound of the sports car's engine revving to life, vibrating through the air. The sleek black supercar surged forward like a swift arrow, barreling up the deserted steps directly toward the stage. "Bam!" Caught off-guard, Joshua and Renee were showered in a spray of wooden splinters. Renee let out a sharp scream, while Joshua, fighting back his own panic, yelled at Leanna, "Leanna, if you pull another stunt like this, I won't let it slide..." Unperturbed, Leanna ignored his threats. She threw the car into reverse, narrowly avoiding a collision with the stage. "Joshua, I'll ask you once more. Are you going to split the assets, or not?" she called out, her voice cutting through the tension. The engine's roar drained the color from Joshua's face. Crushed between the aggressive car and Leanna's forceful presence, he forgot any thoughts of escape. He had intended to call for security, only to discover they had vanished with the fleeing crowd. Now, only the three of them remained in this standoff. Joshua felt Leanna had lost her mind! Leanna relished the terror etched on Joshua's and Renee's faces, her lips twisting into a satisfied grin. As the engine's growl intensified, the car, under Joshua's horrified gaze, charged toward the stage once more!!! ...... What happens next? 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2,081,627	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574	Read next chapter	Her groom ran away from wedding to pursue his first love. Heartbroken, she randomly found a disabled man who was also abandoned to get married. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a billionaire! ===== Chapter 1 How About We Get Married? "Today is our wedding day! What am I supposed to do if you leave?" At the wedding, Elyse Lloyd was in a panic as she grabbed Theo Ward's wrist to stop him from leaving, her eyes filling with pleading. "Kaelyn knows about our wedding, and now she's threatening to jump off a building. You are aware of her depression, aren't you? I have to go save her." Theo explained impatiently and pushed Elyse aside. The venue was filled with the family and friends of both parties, all seated and waiting. The officiant had posed the question to Theo about his willingness to marry Elyse. Instead of replying, he ignored the officiant, answered his phone, and then abruptly attempted to leave. "Kaelyn Bennett totally stabbed you in the back before. She's caused you so much pain--why the heck must you go see her right now?" "You're not in a position to judge what happened between me and Kaelyn. No matter her wrongs or the pain she caused, you don't measure up to her." A pain struck Elyse's heart. "You're more concerned with your wedding than a living person's life. You're so heartless. Let's reschedule the wedding." Without a glance at her pale face, he strode away from the ornate altar, oblivious to the puzzled looks of gathered guests. Elyse cried out, sitting pitifully on the floor. She trembled, tears ruining her carefully applied makeup. The man she had loved for three years, disregarding her dignity, had chosen another woman without a second thought on their big day. He was consumed with thoughts of Kaelyn's distress but seemed indifferent to how lost and humiliated she felt, left alone at the altar. All around her, countless eyes watched, some mocking, some pitying, and others even gloating. Elyse had never felt such torment! Her father, Lanny Lloyd, approached. She hoped for comfort, but instead, he scolded her sharply, "You can't even keep a man. How useless!" After berating her, he left with his wife, Glenda Lloyd, without a backward glance. Her sister, Mabel Lloyd, emerged from the crowd with a smirk. "Well, that's embarrassing, Elyse. Your groom ran off, and now you're a laughingstock. I'm embarrassed for you. Imagine how Mom and Dad feel." After saying that, she turned and left. One by one, all of Elyse's family members departed, leaving her completely alone. Initially, Theo's parents felt guilty, but upon witnessing her family's reaction, all traces of guilt dissipated. "Even her own parents didn't support her. It seems this isn't entirely Theo's fault." "Yes, if she were a good partner, why would her fiancé leave her?" "Did she cheat on him? What else would make a groom leave like that?" The murmurs of criticism from the surrounding guests grew louder and harsher. Suddenly, there were noises nearby. Turning around, Elyse spotted a man in a suit sitting alone in a wheelchair. The officiant, looking flustered, asked, "Where is your bride?" Wiping away her tears, she halted a passing staff member and inquired, "That man is a groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded, "She didn't show up. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." "And he's been waiting here all this time?" The staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Elyse, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They were both unfortunate souls, abandoned. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Elyse's eyes. She had loved Theo for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. As she suddenly stood up, the guests who had been whispering and mocking her fell silent. All eyes instinctively focused on her as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned. Hearing the rustle of her dress, the man in the wheelchair turned around slowly. Elyse halted and gazed at the handsome man before her, a spark of surprise in her eyes. She then extended her hand and said, "Hello, I heard you're in need of a bride. My groom just left me. How about we get married?" Chapter 2 What Was She Up To? "My name is Elyse Lloyd. If it's all right with you, we can get married today," she proposed confidently. Her bold proposal left the crowd in shock, prompting several to capture the moment with their phones. "Miss Lloyd, are you certain about this decision? Given my disability, I may not be able to provide the future you envision," the man replied openly, without hiding his condition, and gently urged her to think it over. "I've made up my mind," Elyse responded with determination. "I'm Jayden," he introduced himself. Seeing her resolve, Jayden Owen grasped her hand and shared his concern, "I fear you might regret this choice later on." Elyse chose not to respond. She was sure of her decision. She had once been solely focused on marrying Theo, who never truly reciprocated her love. Now, who she married seemed inconsequential. After efficiently wrapping up the wedding formalities at City Hall, Elyse and Jayden were now bound by matrimony, officially united as husband and wife. With the marriage certificate in hand, Elyse experienced a profound sense of relief. Theo had broken her heart, and she was resolute in never returning to him. Regarding her father, since she would not be marrying into the Ward family, he had another daughter to think about. She understood her little sister Mabel too well. As someone driven by greed, how could Mabel resist the temptation to become Theo's wife and a member of the Ward family? Thus, marrying Jayden was Elyse's perfect escape from her family's clutches. She had no intention of going back home again. While she gazed thoughtfully at the marriage certificate, Jayden asked, "What's on your mind? Regretting your decision to marry a disabled man?" Elyse shook her head, took hold of the wheelchair, and replied, "I think it was a good decision." Jayden smiled slightly, though his eyes betrayed a hint of skepticism and mistrust. How could any woman genuinely want to marry a disabled man? He figured she was just putting on an act--an act that couldn't last forever. He needed a bride momentarily to distract his family while he pursued his own goals. Well, he decided, he might as well see what she was up to. Elyse helped Jayden into the car, and they drove to his house. Jayden's home was opulent, complete with a garden and a swimming pool, and staffed with a butler in a tuxedo and uniformed maids. As Elyse stepped onto the plush wool carpet, she truly realized that her new husband was far from ordinary. The butler, Driscoll Lee, approached them respectfully and inquired, "Mr. Owen, is this your bride?" Surveying the opulent house and recollecting her newlywed husband's full name, a sudden realization dawned on Elyse. The Owens were the most influential family in town, and Jayden Owen was particularly notable among his peers for his business acumen and exceptional talent. He was one of the wealthiest men around. However, after a car accident a year ago that cost him his legs, Jayden had faded from the public eye and his prior achievements were largely forgotten. So, she had married the legendary Jayden Owen? Elyse recalled hearing rumors about his engagement to a girl from the Foster family. The bride who had disappeared on her wedding day was supposed to be that Foster girl. Upon hearing Jayden's full name at City Hall, Elyse hadn't dwelled on it much. If she had known his background sooner, she wouldn't have had the courage to broach the topic of marriage with him. Jayden noticed the shock and panic on her face but remained silent. He still doubted that she truly hadn't recognized him. After all, his disability was well known. "This is Elyse Lloyd, my wife. From now on, she will be the hostess here," Jayden introduced her firmly. "Joanna Foster escaped on our wedding day because she didn't want to marry a disabled man," he added bluntly. "Joanna Foster disappeared on the wedding day?" Driscoll expressed his surprise. The Foster family had been eager to forge a union with the Owen family through marriage, pushing for Jayden to marry Joanna. On the wedding day, however, the bride had disappeared. Wasn't this a deliberate humiliation of Jayden? Driscoll felt sympathy for him and offered some consolation, "Sir, perhaps it's for the best that she left. It seems you might have found the right person after all." Elyse had shown no concern for Jayden's disability and was willing to marry him. That indeed counted for something. Chapter 3 He Could Walk Fluidly Looking at Jayden's legs, Elyse felt a wave of sympathy for him. Jayden had once been at the pinnacle of success, and now he seemed so vulnerable. Just because he was disabled, his bride had callously abandoned him at the altar, showing him no respect whatsoever. He must have felt even more devastated than she did during the wedding. Approaching Jayden, Elyse took his hand and said earnestly, "Don't worry. We are husband and wife now. I will take care of you for the rest of our lives." Jayden's expression turned rigid. Could she really mean it, promising to take care of him for a lifetime? He doubted her sincerity, thinking she was just putting on an act of compassion. Without a word, Jayden maneuvered his wheelchair into the study on the first floor. "I'm sorry," Driscoll said apologetically. "Since his accident, he's been a bit more temperamental." "It's fine. I understand," Elyse replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. Anyone in his situation might change. She then followed Driscoll upstairs to a room on the second floor. -- "Sir." In the study stood a bald man named Vinny Bailey, clad in a tight black shirt that accentuated his prominent tendons. Respectfully, Vinny ignited a lighter and lit a cigar for Jayden. "Joanna has gone abroad. The Foster family is desperately trying to come up with a solution." "They've taken thirty million and five major projects from me. Is this their way of repaying me?" Jayden let out a puff of smoke and remarked casually, "If I don't teach them a lesson, others will see me as a pushover. The Fosters need to learn a few things." "Do you want us to bring Joanna back?" Vinny inquired, nodding. "And as for your new wife, should we make some introductions with our men?" "No need." Jayden, cigar clenched between his teeth, lifted a document from the desk and strolled over to the window. The wheelchair was tucked away in a corner of the room, ignored, as he moved fluidly across the floor. This document detailed Elyse's entire life, from her childhood through to her college life, even including her romance with Theo. He casually flipped through the pages and drawled, "An ordinary woman. She married me just for my money." Back then, the Owens had declared their search for a wife for Jayden, aiming simply to secure an heir. Upon the announcement, no wealthy family was eager to marry their daughter to him, except for the Fosters, who had enriched themselves through their daughters' marriage. The Fosters' motive was straightforward--to exchange their daughter for resources and money. Vinny saw no other reason for Elyse to marry Jayden but for financial gain. Yet, there was another twist. "She was originally going to marry Theo Ward." "Ward? The Ward family that's well-known?" Jayden lifted an eyebrow. "Yes. But apparently, the groom ran off to reunite with his ex-girlfriend after receiving a phone call." Vinny paused, then speculated, "Maybe she married you just to spite Theo Ward." Jayden ceased perusing the documents and glanced up at Vinny with a hint of annoyance. "You're looking at it too simplistically. By marrying me, she stands to gain more. That's the real reason she married me, despite my disability." In Jayden's eyes, Elyse hadn't yet revealed her true intentions. But he didn't mind her interest in his money. He needed a wife to appease his family. If she married him for gain, it would make a future divorce simpler for him. -- Perched on the edge of the bed, Elysee scrolled through her phone and noticed the trending topics. #Bridegroom Ran Away For His Ex #Bride Marries Stranger To Anger Her Ranaway Groom She casually scrolled through the comments. The public deemed the entire situation unbelievable and both parties' actions as unreasonable. Nevertheless, discussions had thrust Elyse's name into circulation because of it. Some even discovered she was a violinist in an orchestra and stumbled upon a video of her past performance. Unable to resist, Elyse was watching these videos when Theo called. "Where are you, Elyse? Let's meet and talk." Chapter 4 Who Were You Married To? As Elyse descended the stairs to the villa's entrance, Driscoll approached her with concern. "It's quite late. Where are you off to? Shall I arrange a car for you?" "No, thanks. I'll be back soon." Driscoll watched her depart before heading to the study. Elyse, having agreed to meet Theo, called a taxi and was soon en route. Fifteen minutes later, she entered a coffee shop and instantly noticed Theo, who was in high spirits, busy texting on his phone. A flicker of sarcasm crossed her eyes as she approached and sat across from him. Theo looked up, his expression souring. "Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Staring back at him, Elyse felt a chill. They had been together for a long time, yet he was always domineering toward her, a stark contrast to his demeanor with Kaelyn. She had once loved him, believing she could endure anything. Only today had she realized how foolish that was. If she didn't love herself, how could she expect anyone else to love her? "If you don't want to wait, you can leave," Elyse retorted icily. Theo, taken aback by her response, grew visibly more upset. "You're holding a grudge about what happened at the wedding, aren't you? I get why you're upset, but you can't be more understanding and reasonable? I left because Kaelyn was in dire straits--she was depressed and contemplating suicide." "You can go to anyone you want. You don't need to explain anything to me--I don't care anymore." Elyse found humor in his words. Theo couldn't believe she was indifferent. They had been together for three years, and everyone knew how deeply she loved him. He thought her claim of indifference was merely a result of anger. But he was confident he could easily resolve this. Just a few sweet words and she'd come back to him. "It's not a big deal. I came back to you after handling everything, didn't I? I'll visit your parents soon, and we can start planning the wedding again," Theo said. "No need for that." "What?" "There won't be a wedding." Elyse's face was devoid of emotion. "We're done." "Why are you still upset? I left at the wedding, but I came back for you. Can't you forgive me?" Theo frowned. "Forgive you? Forgive you for abandoning me for another woman?" Elyse slammed her hand on the table. "Do you have any idea what I've been through since you left? Your family has been calling me names, even though you were the one who left me at the altar--just for another woman!" "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo shouted her name furiously. "What others say is their issue. Isn't our three-year relationship strong enough for you to trust me?" "Three years, and yet you never forgot your ex," Elyse countered, her face marked by disappointment. "I believed we'd be together forever, but it seems three years was our limit. We're done, Theo. It's clear we're not suited for each other." While speaking, she retrieved a ring from her bag and set it down on the table--the same ring he had used to propose. She recalled the joy she felt that day, now overshadowed by her current despair. Elyse gave Theo one last look, mentally closing the chapter on their three years together. She grabbed her bag and departed without a backward glance. Theo was stunned. Was Elyse dumping him? He always saw her as a simp, her family reliant on his. How could she just walk away? Humiliated, he chased after her, grabbed her shoulder, and said forcefully, "You have no right to break things off! Remember, your father's business relies on me. Without me, your family has nothing. Come back, and we'll marry in a few days to make up for today!" "Let me go!" Elyse fought back fiercely and yelled with defiance and frustration, "I'm married. Stop bothering me!" "So what if you are married! You will always belong to me." After blurting that out, he froze and asked incredulously, "What did you say? You're married? Who to?" While he was momentarily dazed, Elyse wriggled free from his grip. She hadn't anticipated turning around to find Jayden sitting in a wheelchair quietly a few meters behind her. "Jayden!" she exclaimed. Chapter 5 You Can Stand? "Didn't I make it clear? I'm married. We're over. This is my husband," Elyse said as she quickly moved to Jayden's side, gripping his arm. Theo stared at Jayden, failing to recognize him. With a sneer, he said, "To get back at me, you married a disabled man?" He then extended his hand, commanding in a domineering tone, "Elyse, come here! I'll make it up to you when we get back." But Elyse looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Did you hear me? Come here!" Theo grew frustrated. Elyse reflected on how she would have responded in the past--she would definitely walk over to his side. She had loved him deeply for three years. Her feelings had been genuine. Yet, the depth of her affection made the betrayal harder to bear. On her first birthday after they got together, she wanted to celebrate it by the sea. To make her happy, Theo bought a camera, promising to capture beautiful photos of her. As they were about to board the plane for their trip to the seaside, Kaelyn was injured on a film set and called Theo. Without any hesitation, Theo left her stranded at the airport. It was the most disappointing birthday Elyse had ever experienced. Theo had once vowed to attend her debut performance with her orchestra, yet she ended up not seeing him there. She lingered in the hall all night, only to learn the next day that he had missed the performance because Kaelyn had become drunk at a dinner party while trying to land a role. He stayed because he was worried she might be taken advantage of. For three years, he had been Kaelyn's protector, but he had never offered Elyse the same safeguard. This accumulation of disappointments came to a head at the wedding. She knew she deserved love and respect, not neglect. "I am Jayden's wife now. I owe my loyalty to him," declared Elyse with a chill in her voice. "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo roared, enraged. He thought Elyse was merely being spiteful and fabricating things due to the day's incidents. As he tried to seize her hand, Jayden intervened, blocking him swiftly. Theo struggled to free his hand, but was unable to. He couldn't overpower a disabled man? The realization pissedhim off. "Release me!" Theo exploded with anger. "She has no desire to leave with you. Can't you understand?" Jayden pressed slowly, his force causing Theo's features to twist in distress. Jayden held on until Theo cried out in pain before releasing him. "Remember this day, Elyse. You'll regret it in the future!" With a hint of embarrassment, Theo glared at Elyse and stormed off after his declaration. Watching him leave, Elyse felt a bitter smile form within her. She knew Theo would not easily let go of being humiliated, but there was no turning back for them now. "Let's go home, Elyse." "Okay." After helping Jayden into the car, they both sat silently, gazing out the window and avoiding any mention of Theo. "How did you know I was out here?" Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued. Without turning to face her, Jayden replied, "Driscoll mentioned it wasn't safe for you to be alone at this hour, so I came to pick you up." In truth, he had suspected she was up to something secretive, but it turned out she was merely meeting her ex. This revelation left him slightly disappointed. "Since you've married me, you should sever ties with your ex. My family members are strict, and I can't cover for you if they find out you're still seeing another man." "I won't see him again. I met him just to return a ring," Elyse responded, nodding. Jayden said nothing more. As long as Elyse respected his boundaries, she was free to make her own choices. When they arrived home, Elyse noticed Jayden heading straight for the study again. Curious, she asked Driscoll, "Why is he always in the study?" "The study is not only his workplace, but it has also become a sanctuary for his soul," Driscoll explained. "And why doesn't he return to his room?" "He does sometimes, but we rarely know when. He prefers that we don't fuss over him too much." With that, Driscoll departed. After freshening up in her room, Elyse was preparing for bed, but her thoughts lingered on the day's events with Jayden. She realized that despite his reserved nature, he was genuinely concerned for her safety. Feeling grateful and wanting to express her thanks, she left her room and walked towards the study. As she approached, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, casting a sliver of light into the hallway. Elyse pushed the door open and to her surprise, saw Jayden standing. She gasped and asked, "Jayden, you can stand?" ==== "You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don't we get married?" Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful and healthy tycoon. Was Jayden's fake disability revealed just like that? What happens next? 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2,081,632	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574		Her groom ran away from wedding to pursue his first love. Heartbroken, she randomly found a disabled man who was also abandoned to get married. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a billionaire! ===== Chapter 1 How About We Get Married? "Today is our wedding day! What am I supposed to do if you leave?" At the wedding, Elyse Lloyd was in a panic as she grabbed Theo Ward's wrist to stop him from leaving, her eyes filling with pleading. "Kaelyn knows about our wedding, and now she's threatening to jump off a building. You are aware of her depression, aren't you? I have to go save her." Theo explained impatiently and pushed Elyse aside. The venue was filled with the family and friends of both parties, all seated and waiting. The officiant had posed the question to Theo about his willingness to marry Elyse. Instead of replying, he ignored the officiant, answered his phone, and then abruptly attempted to leave. "Kaelyn Bennett totally stabbed you in the back before. She's caused you so much pain--why the heck must you go see her right now?" "You're not in a position to judge what happened between me and Kaelyn. No matter her wrongs or the pain she caused, you don't measure up to her." A pain struck Elyse's heart. "You're more concerned with your wedding than a living person's life. You're so heartless. Let's reschedule the wedding." Without a glance at her pale face, he strode away from the ornate altar, oblivious to the puzzled looks of gathered guests. Elyse cried out, sitting pitifully on the floor. She trembled, tears ruining her carefully applied makeup. The man she had loved for three years, disregarding her dignity, had chosen another woman without a second thought on their big day. He was consumed with thoughts of Kaelyn's distress but seemed indifferent to how lost and humiliated she felt, left alone at the altar. All around her, countless eyes watched, some mocking, some pitying, and others even gloating. Elyse had never felt such torment! Her father, Lanny Lloyd, approached. She hoped for comfort, but instead, he scolded her sharply, "You can't even keep a man. How useless!" After berating her, he left with his wife, Glenda Lloyd, without a backward glance. Her sister, Mabel Lloyd, emerged from the crowd with a smirk. "Well, that's embarrassing, Elyse. Your groom ran off, and now you're a laughingstock. I'm embarrassed for you. Imagine how Mom and Dad feel." After saying that, she turned and left. One by one, all of Elyse's family members departed, leaving her completely alone. Initially, Theo's parents felt guilty, but upon witnessing her family's reaction, all traces of guilt dissipated. "Even her own parents didn't support her. It seems this isn't entirely Theo's fault." "Yes, if she were a good partner, why would her fiancé leave her?" "Did she cheat on him? What else would make a groom leave like that?" The murmurs of criticism from the surrounding guests grew louder and harsher. Suddenly, there were noises nearby. Turning around, Elyse spotted a man in a suit sitting alone in a wheelchair. The officiant, looking flustered, asked, "Where is your bride?" Wiping away her tears, she halted a passing staff member and inquired, "That man is a groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded, "She didn't show up. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." "And he's been waiting here all this time?" The staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Elyse, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They were both unfortunate souls, abandoned. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Elyse's eyes. She had loved Theo for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. As she suddenly stood up, the guests who had been whispering and mocking her fell silent. All eyes instinctively focused on her as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned. Hearing the rustle of her dress, the man in the wheelchair turned around slowly. Elyse halted and gazed at the handsome man before her, a spark of surprise in her eyes. She then extended her hand and said, "Hello, I heard you're in need of a bride. My groom just left me. How about we get married?" Chapter 2 What Was She Up To? "My name is Elyse Lloyd. If it's all right with you, we can get married today," she proposed confidently. Her bold proposal left the crowd in shock, prompting several to capture the moment with their phones. "Miss Lloyd, are you certain about this decision? Given my disability, I may not be able to provide the future you envision," the man replied openly, without hiding his condition, and gently urged her to think it over. "I've made up my mind," Elyse responded with determination. "I'm Jayden," he introduced himself. Seeing her resolve, Jayden Owen grasped her hand and shared his concern, "I fear you might regret this choice later on." Elyse chose not to respond. She was sure of her decision. She had once been solely focused on marrying Theo, who never truly reciprocated her love. Now, who she married seemed inconsequential. After efficiently wrapping up the wedding formalities at City Hall, Elyse and Jayden were now bound by matrimony, officially united as husband and wife. With the marriage certificate in hand, Elyse experienced a profound sense of relief. Theo had broken her heart, and she was resolute in never returning to him. Regarding her father, since she would not be marrying into the Ward family, he had another daughter to think about. She understood her little sister Mabel too well. As someone driven by greed, how could Mabel resist the temptation to become Theo's wife and a member of the Ward family? Thus, marrying Jayden was Elyse's perfect escape from her family's clutches. She had no intention of going back home again. While she gazed thoughtfully at the marriage certificate, Jayden asked, "What's on your mind? Regretting your decision to marry a disabled man?" Elyse shook her head, took hold of the wheelchair, and replied, "I think it was a good decision." Jayden smiled slightly, though his eyes betrayed a hint of skepticism and mistrust. How could any woman genuinely want to marry a disabled man? He figured she was just putting on an act--an act that couldn't last forever. He needed a bride momentarily to distract his family while he pursued his own goals. Well, he decided, he might as well see what she was up to. Elyse helped Jayden into the car, and they drove to his house. Jayden's home was opulent, complete with a garden and a swimming pool, and staffed with a butler in a tuxedo and uniformed maids. As Elyse stepped onto the plush wool carpet, she truly realized that her new husband was far from ordinary. The butler, Driscoll Lee, approached them respectfully and inquired, "Mr. Owen, is this your bride?" Surveying the opulent house and recollecting her newlywed husband's full name, a sudden realization dawned on Elyse. The Owens were the most influential family in town, and Jayden Owen was particularly notable among his peers for his business acumen and exceptional talent. He was one of the wealthiest men around. However, after a car accident a year ago that cost him his legs, Jayden had faded from the public eye and his prior achievements were largely forgotten. So, she had married the legendary Jayden Owen? Elyse recalled hearing rumors about his engagement to a girl from the Foster family. The bride who had disappeared on her wedding day was supposed to be that Foster girl. Upon hearing Jayden's full name at City Hall, Elyse hadn't dwelled on it much. If she had known his background sooner, she wouldn't have had the courage to broach the topic of marriage with him. Jayden noticed the shock and panic on her face but remained silent. He still doubted that she truly hadn't recognized him. After all, his disability was well known. "This is Elyse Lloyd, my wife. From now on, she will be the hostess here," Jayden introduced her firmly. "Joanna Foster escaped on our wedding day because she didn't want to marry a disabled man," he added bluntly. "Joanna Foster disappeared on the wedding day?" Driscoll expressed his surprise. The Foster family had been eager to forge a union with the Owen family through marriage, pushing for Jayden to marry Joanna. On the wedding day, however, the bride had disappeared. Wasn't this a deliberate humiliation of Jayden? Driscoll felt sympathy for him and offered some consolation, "Sir, perhaps it's for the best that she left. It seems you might have found the right person after all." Elyse had shown no concern for Jayden's disability and was willing to marry him. That indeed counted for something. Chapter 3 He Could Walk Fluidly Looking at Jayden's legs, Elyse felt a wave of sympathy for him. Jayden had once been at the pinnacle of success, and now he seemed so vulnerable. Just because he was disabled, his bride had callously abandoned him at the altar, showing him no respect whatsoever. He must have felt even more devastated than she did during the wedding. Approaching Jayden, Elyse took his hand and said earnestly, "Don't worry. We are husband and wife now. I will take care of you for the rest of our lives." Jayden's expression turned rigid. Could she really mean it, promising to take care of him for a lifetime? He doubted her sincerity, thinking she was just putting on an act of compassion. Without a word, Jayden maneuvered his wheelchair into the study on the first floor. "I'm sorry," Driscoll said apologetically. "Since his accident, he's been a bit more temperamental." "It's fine. I understand," Elyse replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. Anyone in his situation might change. She then followed Driscoll upstairs to a room on the second floor. -- "Sir." In the study stood a bald man named Vinny Bailey, clad in a tight black shirt that accentuated his prominent tendons. Respectfully, Vinny ignited a lighter and lit a cigar for Jayden. "Joanna has gone abroad. The Foster family is desperately trying to come up with a solution." "They've taken thirty million and five major projects from me. Is this their way of repaying me?" Jayden let out a puff of smoke and remarked casually, "If I don't teach them a lesson, others will see me as a pushover. The Fosters need to learn a few things." "Do you want us to bring Joanna back?" Vinny inquired, nodding. "And as for your new wife, should we make some introductions with our men?" "No need." Jayden, cigar clenched between his teeth, lifted a document from the desk and strolled over to the window. The wheelchair was tucked away in a corner of the room, ignored, as he moved fluidly across the floor. This document detailed Elyse's entire life, from her childhood through to her college life, even including her romance with Theo. He casually flipped through the pages and drawled, "An ordinary woman. She married me just for my money." Back then, the Owens had declared their search for a wife for Jayden, aiming simply to secure an heir. Upon the announcement, no wealthy family was eager to marry their daughter to him, except for the Fosters, who had enriched themselves through their daughters' marriage. The Fosters' motive was straightforward--to exchange their daughter for resources and money. Vinny saw no other reason for Elyse to marry Jayden but for financial gain. Yet, there was another twist. "She was originally going to marry Theo Ward." "Ward? The Ward family that's well-known?" Jayden lifted an eyebrow. "Yes. But apparently, the groom ran off to reunite with his ex-girlfriend after receiving a phone call." Vinny paused, then speculated, "Maybe she married you just to spite Theo Ward." Jayden ceased perusing the documents and glanced up at Vinny with a hint of annoyance. "You're looking at it too simplistically. By marrying me, she stands to gain more. That's the real reason she married me, despite my disability." In Jayden's eyes, Elyse hadn't yet revealed her true intentions. But he didn't mind her interest in his money. He needed a wife to appease his family. If she married him for gain, it would make a future divorce simpler for him. -- Perched on the edge of the bed, Elysee scrolled through her phone and noticed the trending topics. #Bridegroom Ran Away For His Ex #Bride Marries Stranger To Anger Her Ranaway Groom She casually scrolled through the comments. The public deemed the entire situation unbelievable and both parties' actions as unreasonable. Nevertheless, discussions had thrust Elyse's name into circulation because of it. Some even discovered she was a violinist in an orchestra and stumbled upon a video of her past performance. Unable to resist, Elyse was watching these videos when Theo called. "Where are you, Elyse? Let's meet and talk." Chapter 4 Who Were You Married To? As Elyse descended the stairs to the villa's entrance, Driscoll approached her with concern. "It's quite late. Where are you off to? Shall I arrange a car for you?" "No, thanks. I'll be back soon." Driscoll watched her depart before heading to the study. Elyse, having agreed to meet Theo, called a taxi and was soon en route. Fifteen minutes later, she entered a coffee shop and instantly noticed Theo, who was in high spirits, busy texting on his phone. A flicker of sarcasm crossed her eyes as she approached and sat across from him. Theo looked up, his expression souring. "Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Staring back at him, Elyse felt a chill. They had been together for a long time, yet he was always domineering toward her, a stark contrast to his demeanor with Kaelyn. She had once loved him, believing she could endure anything. Only today had she realized how foolish that was. If she didn't love herself, how could she expect anyone else to love her? "If you don't want to wait, you can leave," Elyse retorted icily. Theo, taken aback by her response, grew visibly more upset. "You're holding a grudge about what happened at the wedding, aren't you? I get why you're upset, but you can't be more understanding and reasonable? I left because Kaelyn was in dire straits--she was depressed and contemplating suicide." "You can go to anyone you want. You don't need to explain anything to me--I don't care anymore." Elyse found humor in his words. Theo couldn't believe she was indifferent. They had been together for three years, and everyone knew how deeply she loved him. He thought her claim of indifference was merely a result of anger. But he was confident he could easily resolve this. Just a few sweet words and she'd come back to him. "It's not a big deal. I came back to you after handling everything, didn't I? I'll visit your parents soon, and we can start planning the wedding again," Theo said. "No need for that." "What?" "There won't be a wedding." Elyse's face was devoid of emotion. "We're done." "Why are you still upset? I left at the wedding, but I came back for you. Can't you forgive me?" Theo frowned. "Forgive you? Forgive you for abandoning me for another woman?" Elyse slammed her hand on the table. "Do you have any idea what I've been through since you left? Your family has been calling me names, even though you were the one who left me at the altar--just for another woman!" "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo shouted her name furiously. "What others say is their issue. Isn't our three-year relationship strong enough for you to trust me?" "Three years, and yet you never forgot your ex," Elyse countered, her face marked by disappointment. "I believed we'd be together forever, but it seems three years was our limit. We're done, Theo. It's clear we're not suited for each other." While speaking, she retrieved a ring from her bag and set it down on the table--the same ring he had used to propose. She recalled the joy she felt that day, now overshadowed by her current despair. Elyse gave Theo one last look, mentally closing the chapter on their three years together. She grabbed her bag and departed without a backward glance. Theo was stunned. Was Elyse dumping him? He always saw her as a simp, her family reliant on his. How could she just walk away? Humiliated, he chased after her, grabbed her shoulder, and said forcefully, "You have no right to break things off! Remember, your father's business relies on me. Without me, your family has nothing. Come back, and we'll marry in a few days to make up for today!" "Let me go!" Elyse fought back fiercely and yelled with defiance and frustration, "I'm married. Stop bothering me!" "So what if you are married! You will always belong to me." After blurting that out, he froze and asked incredulously, "What did you say? You're married? Who to?" While he was momentarily dazed, Elyse wriggled free from his grip. She hadn't anticipated turning around to find Jayden sitting in a wheelchair quietly a few meters behind her. "Jayden!" she exclaimed. Chapter 5 You Can Stand? "Didn't I make it clear? I'm married. We're over. This is my husband," Elyse said as she quickly moved to Jayden's side, gripping his arm. Theo stared at Jayden, failing to recognize him. With a sneer, he said, "To get back at me, you married a disabled man?" He then extended his hand, commanding in a domineering tone, "Elyse, come here! I'll make it up to you when we get back." But Elyse looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Did you hear me? Come here!" Theo grew frustrated. Elyse reflected on how she would have responded in the past--she would definitely walk over to his side. She had loved him deeply for three years. Her feelings had been genuine. Yet, the depth of her affection made the betrayal harder to bear. On her first birthday after they got together, she wanted to celebrate it by the sea. To make her happy, Theo bought a camera, promising to capture beautiful photos of her. As they were about to board the plane for their trip to the seaside, Kaelyn was injured on a film set and called Theo. Without any hesitation, Theo left her stranded at the airport. It was the most disappointing birthday Elyse had ever experienced. Theo had once vowed to attend her debut performance with her orchestra, yet she ended up not seeing him there. She lingered in the hall all night, only to learn the next day that he had missed the performance because Kaelyn had become drunk at a dinner party while trying to land a role. He stayed because he was worried she might be taken advantage of. For three years, he had been Kaelyn's protector, but he had never offered Elyse the same safeguard. This accumulation of disappointments came to a head at the wedding. She knew she deserved love and respect, not neglect. "I am Jayden's wife now. I owe my loyalty to him," declared Elyse with a chill in her voice. "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo roared, enraged. He thought Elyse was merely being spiteful and fabricating things due to the day's incidents. As he tried to seize her hand, Jayden intervened, blocking him swiftly. Theo struggled to free his hand, but was unable to. He couldn't overpower a disabled man? The realization pissedhim off. "Release me!" Theo exploded with anger. "She has no desire to leave with you. Can't you understand?" Jayden pressed slowly, his force causing Theo's features to twist in distress. Jayden held on until Theo cried out in pain before releasing him. "Remember this day, Elyse. You'll regret it in the future!" With a hint of embarrassment, Theo glared at Elyse and stormed off after his declaration. Watching him leave, Elyse felt a bitter smile form within her. She knew Theo would not easily let go of being humiliated, but there was no turning back for them now. "Let's go home, Elyse." "Okay." After helping Jayden into the car, they both sat silently, gazing out the window and avoiding any mention of Theo. "How did you know I was out here?" Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued. Without turning to face her, Jayden replied, "Driscoll mentioned it wasn't safe for you to be alone at this hour, so I came to pick you up." In truth, he had suspected she was up to something secretive, but it turned out she was merely meeting her ex. This revelation left him slightly disappointed. "Since you've married me, you should sever ties with your ex. My family members are strict, and I can't cover for you if they find out you're still seeing another man." "I won't see him again. I met him just to return a ring," Elyse responded, nodding. Jayden said nothing more. As long as Elyse respected his boundaries, she was free to make her own choices. When they arrived home, Elyse noticed Jayden heading straight for the study again. Curious, she asked Driscoll, "Why is he always in the study?" "The study is not only his workplace, but it has also become a sanctuary for his soul," Driscoll explained. "And why doesn't he return to his room?" "He does sometimes, but we rarely know when. He prefers that we don't fuss over him too much." With that, Driscoll departed. After freshening up in her room, Elyse was preparing for bed, but her thoughts lingered on the day's events with Jayden. She realized that despite his reserved nature, he was genuinely concerned for her safety. Feeling grateful and wanting to express her thanks, she left her room and walked towards the study. As she approached, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, casting a sliver of light into the hallway. Elyse pushed the door open and to her surprise, saw Jayden standing. She gasped and asked, "Jayden, you can stand?" ==== "You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don't we get married?" Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. 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2,081,636	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574	Read next chapter	Her groom ran away from wedding to pursue his first love. Heartbroken, she randomly found a disabled man who was also abandoned to get married. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a billionaire! ===== Chapter 1 How About We Get Married? "Today is our wedding day! What am I supposed to do if you leave?" At the wedding, Elyse Lloyd was in a panic as she grabbed Theo Ward's wrist to stop him from leaving, her eyes filling with pleading. "Kaelyn knows about our wedding, and now she's threatening to jump off a building. You are aware of her depression, aren't you? I have to go save her." Theo explained impatiently and pushed Elyse aside. The venue was filled with the family and friends of both parties, all seated and waiting. The officiant had posed the question to Theo about his willingness to marry Elyse. Instead of replying, he ignored the officiant, answered his phone, and then abruptly attempted to leave. "Kaelyn Bennett totally stabbed you in the back before. She's caused you so much pain--why the heck must you go see her right now?" "You're not in a position to judge what happened between me and Kaelyn. No matter her wrongs or the pain she caused, you don't measure up to her." A pain struck Elyse's heart. "You're more concerned with your wedding than a living person's life. You're so heartless. Let's reschedule the wedding." Without a glance at her pale face, he strode away from the ornate altar, oblivious to the puzzled looks of gathered guests. Elyse cried out, sitting pitifully on the floor. She trembled, tears ruining her carefully applied makeup. The man she had loved for three years, disregarding her dignity, had chosen another woman without a second thought on their big day. He was consumed with thoughts of Kaelyn's distress but seemed indifferent to how lost and humiliated she felt, left alone at the altar. All around her, countless eyes watched, some mocking, some pitying, and others even gloating. Elyse had never felt such torment! Her father, Lanny Lloyd, approached. She hoped for comfort, but instead, he scolded her sharply, "You can't even keep a man. How useless!" After berating her, he left with his wife, Glenda Lloyd, without a backward glance. Her sister, Mabel Lloyd, emerged from the crowd with a smirk. "Well, that's embarrassing, Elyse. Your groom ran off, and now you're a laughingstock. I'm embarrassed for you. Imagine how Mom and Dad feel." After saying that, she turned and left. One by one, all of Elyse's family members departed, leaving her completely alone. Initially, Theo's parents felt guilty, but upon witnessing her family's reaction, all traces of guilt dissipated. "Even her own parents didn't support her. It seems this isn't entirely Theo's fault." "Yes, if she were a good partner, why would her fiancé leave her?" "Did she cheat on him? What else would make a groom leave like that?" The murmurs of criticism from the surrounding guests grew louder and harsher. Suddenly, there were noises nearby. Turning around, Elyse spotted a man in a suit sitting alone in a wheelchair. The officiant, looking flustered, asked, "Where is your bride?" Wiping away her tears, she halted a passing staff member and inquired, "That man is a groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded, "She didn't show up. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." "And he's been waiting here all this time?" The staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Elyse, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They were both unfortunate souls, abandoned. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Elyse's eyes. She had loved Theo for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. As she suddenly stood up, the guests who had been whispering and mocking her fell silent. All eyes instinctively focused on her as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned. Hearing the rustle of her dress, the man in the wheelchair turned around slowly. Elyse halted and gazed at the handsome man before her, a spark of surprise in her eyes. She then extended her hand and said, "Hello, I heard you're in need of a bride. My groom just left me. How about we get married?" Chapter 2 What Was She Up To? "My name is Elyse Lloyd. If it's all right with you, we can get married today," she proposed confidently. Her bold proposal left the crowd in shock, prompting several to capture the moment with their phones. "Miss Lloyd, are you certain about this decision? Given my disability, I may not be able to provide the future you envision," the man replied openly, without hiding his condition, and gently urged her to think it over. "I've made up my mind," Elyse responded with determination. "I'm Jayden," he introduced himself. Seeing her resolve, Jayden Owen grasped her hand and shared his concern, "I fear you might regret this choice later on." Elyse chose not to respond. She was sure of her decision. She had once been solely focused on marrying Theo, who never truly reciprocated her love. Now, who she married seemed inconsequential. After efficiently wrapping up the wedding formalities at City Hall, Elyse and Jayden were now bound by matrimony, officially united as husband and wife. With the marriage certificate in hand, Elyse experienced a profound sense of relief. Theo had broken her heart, and she was resolute in never returning to him. Regarding her father, since she would not be marrying into the Ward family, he had another daughter to think about. She understood her little sister Mabel too well. As someone driven by greed, how could Mabel resist the temptation to become Theo's wife and a member of the Ward family? Thus, marrying Jayden was Elyse's perfect escape from her family's clutches. She had no intention of going back home again. While she gazed thoughtfully at the marriage certificate, Jayden asked, "What's on your mind? Regretting your decision to marry a disabled man?" Elyse shook her head, took hold of the wheelchair, and replied, "I think it was a good decision." Jayden smiled slightly, though his eyes betrayed a hint of skepticism and mistrust. How could any woman genuinely want to marry a disabled man? He figured she was just putting on an act--an act that couldn't last forever. He needed a bride momentarily to distract his family while he pursued his own goals. Well, he decided, he might as well see what she was up to. Elyse helped Jayden into the car, and they drove to his house. Jayden's home was opulent, complete with a garden and a swimming pool, and staffed with a butler in a tuxedo and uniformed maids. As Elyse stepped onto the plush wool carpet, she truly realized that her new husband was far from ordinary. The butler, Driscoll Lee, approached them respectfully and inquired, "Mr. Owen, is this your bride?" Surveying the opulent house and recollecting her newlywed husband's full name, a sudden realization dawned on Elyse. The Owens were the most influential family in town, and Jayden Owen was particularly notable among his peers for his business acumen and exceptional talent. He was one of the wealthiest men around. However, after a car accident a year ago that cost him his legs, Jayden had faded from the public eye and his prior achievements were largely forgotten. So, she had married the legendary Jayden Owen? Elyse recalled hearing rumors about his engagement to a girl from the Foster family. The bride who had disappeared on her wedding day was supposed to be that Foster girl. Upon hearing Jayden's full name at City Hall, Elyse hadn't dwelled on it much. If she had known his background sooner, she wouldn't have had the courage to broach the topic of marriage with him. Jayden noticed the shock and panic on her face but remained silent. He still doubted that she truly hadn't recognized him. After all, his disability was well known. "This is Elyse Lloyd, my wife. From now on, she will be the hostess here," Jayden introduced her firmly. "Joanna Foster escaped on our wedding day because she didn't want to marry a disabled man," he added bluntly. "Joanna Foster disappeared on the wedding day?" Driscoll expressed his surprise. The Foster family had been eager to forge a union with the Owen family through marriage, pushing for Jayden to marry Joanna. On the wedding day, however, the bride had disappeared. Wasn't this a deliberate humiliation of Jayden? Driscoll felt sympathy for him and offered some consolation, "Sir, perhaps it's for the best that she left. It seems you might have found the right person after all." Elyse had shown no concern for Jayden's disability and was willing to marry him. That indeed counted for something. Chapter 3 He Could Walk Fluidly Looking at Jayden's legs, Elyse felt a wave of sympathy for him. Jayden had once been at the pinnacle of success, and now he seemed so vulnerable. Just because he was disabled, his bride had callously abandoned him at the altar, showing him no respect whatsoever. He must have felt even more devastated than she did during the wedding. Approaching Jayden, Elyse took his hand and said earnestly, "Don't worry. We are husband and wife now. I will take care of you for the rest of our lives." Jayden's expression turned rigid. Could she really mean it, promising to take care of him for a lifetime? He doubted her sincerity, thinking she was just putting on an act of compassion. Without a word, Jayden maneuvered his wheelchair into the study on the first floor. "I'm sorry," Driscoll said apologetically. "Since his accident, he's been a bit more temperamental." "It's fine. I understand," Elyse replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. Anyone in his situation might change. She then followed Driscoll upstairs to a room on the second floor. -- "Sir." In the study stood a bald man named Vinny Bailey, clad in a tight black shirt that accentuated his prominent tendons. Respectfully, Vinny ignited a lighter and lit a cigar for Jayden. "Joanna has gone abroad. The Foster family is desperately trying to come up with a solution." "They've taken thirty million and five major projects from me. Is this their way of repaying me?" Jayden let out a puff of smoke and remarked casually, "If I don't teach them a lesson, others will see me as a pushover. The Fosters need to learn a few things." "Do you want us to bring Joanna back?" Vinny inquired, nodding. "And as for your new wife, should we make some introductions with our men?" "No need." Jayden, cigar clenched between his teeth, lifted a document from the desk and strolled over to the window. The wheelchair was tucked away in a corner of the room, ignored, as he moved fluidly across the floor. This document detailed Elyse's entire life, from her childhood through to her college life, even including her romance with Theo. He casually flipped through the pages and drawled, "An ordinary woman. She married me just for my money." Back then, the Owens had declared their search for a wife for Jayden, aiming simply to secure an heir. Upon the announcement, no wealthy family was eager to marry their daughter to him, except for the Fosters, who had enriched themselves through their daughters' marriage. The Fosters' motive was straightforward--to exchange their daughter for resources and money. Vinny saw no other reason for Elyse to marry Jayden but for financial gain. Yet, there was another twist. "She was originally going to marry Theo Ward." "Ward? The Ward family that's well-known?" Jayden lifted an eyebrow. "Yes. But apparently, the groom ran off to reunite with his ex-girlfriend after receiving a phone call." Vinny paused, then speculated, "Maybe she married you just to spite Theo Ward." Jayden ceased perusing the documents and glanced up at Vinny with a hint of annoyance. "You're looking at it too simplistically. By marrying me, she stands to gain more. That's the real reason she married me, despite my disability." In Jayden's eyes, Elyse hadn't yet revealed her true intentions. But he didn't mind her interest in his money. He needed a wife to appease his family. If she married him for gain, it would make a future divorce simpler for him. -- Perched on the edge of the bed, Elysee scrolled through her phone and noticed the trending topics. #Bridegroom Ran Away For His Ex #Bride Marries Stranger To Anger Her Ranaway Groom She casually scrolled through the comments. The public deemed the entire situation unbelievable and both parties' actions as unreasonable. Nevertheless, discussions had thrust Elyse's name into circulation because of it. Some even discovered she was a violinist in an orchestra and stumbled upon a video of her past performance. Unable to resist, Elyse was watching these videos when Theo called. "Where are you, Elyse? Let's meet and talk." Chapter 4 Who Were You Married To? As Elyse descended the stairs to the villa's entrance, Driscoll approached her with concern. "It's quite late. Where are you off to? Shall I arrange a car for you?" "No, thanks. I'll be back soon." Driscoll watched her depart before heading to the study. Elyse, having agreed to meet Theo, called a taxi and was soon en route. Fifteen minutes later, she entered a coffee shop and instantly noticed Theo, who was in high spirits, busy texting on his phone. A flicker of sarcasm crossed her eyes as she approached and sat across from him. Theo looked up, his expression souring. "Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Staring back at him, Elyse felt a chill. They had been together for a long time, yet he was always domineering toward her, a stark contrast to his demeanor with Kaelyn. She had once loved him, believing she could endure anything. Only today had she realized how foolish that was. If she didn't love herself, how could she expect anyone else to love her? "If you don't want to wait, you can leave," Elyse retorted icily. Theo, taken aback by her response, grew visibly more upset. "You're holding a grudge about what happened at the wedding, aren't you? I get why you're upset, but you can't be more understanding and reasonable? I left because Kaelyn was in dire straits--she was depressed and contemplating suicide." "You can go to anyone you want. You don't need to explain anything to me--I don't care anymore." Elyse found humor in his words. Theo couldn't believe she was indifferent. They had been together for three years, and everyone knew how deeply she loved him. He thought her claim of indifference was merely a result of anger. But he was confident he could easily resolve this. Just a few sweet words and she'd come back to him. "It's not a big deal. I came back to you after handling everything, didn't I? I'll visit your parents soon, and we can start planning the wedding again," Theo said. "No need for that." "What?" "There won't be a wedding." Elyse's face was devoid of emotion. "We're done." "Why are you still upset? I left at the wedding, but I came back for you. Can't you forgive me?" Theo frowned. "Forgive you? Forgive you for abandoning me for another woman?" Elyse slammed her hand on the table. "Do you have any idea what I've been through since you left? Your family has been calling me names, even though you were the one who left me at the altar--just for another woman!" "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo shouted her name furiously. "What others say is their issue. Isn't our three-year relationship strong enough for you to trust me?" "Three years, and yet you never forgot your ex," Elyse countered, her face marked by disappointment. "I believed we'd be together forever, but it seems three years was our limit. We're done, Theo. It's clear we're not suited for each other." While speaking, she retrieved a ring from her bag and set it down on the table--the same ring he had used to propose. She recalled the joy she felt that day, now overshadowed by her current despair. Elyse gave Theo one last look, mentally closing the chapter on their three years together. She grabbed her bag and departed without a backward glance. Theo was stunned. Was Elyse dumping him? He always saw her as a simp, her family reliant on his. How could she just walk away? Humiliated, he chased after her, grabbed her shoulder, and said forcefully, "You have no right to break things off! Remember, your father's business relies on me. Without me, your family has nothing. Come back, and we'll marry in a few days to make up for today!" "Let me go!" Elyse fought back fiercely and yelled with defiance and frustration, "I'm married. Stop bothering me!" "So what if you are married! You will always belong to me." After blurting that out, he froze and asked incredulously, "What did you say? You're married? Who to?" While he was momentarily dazed, Elyse wriggled free from his grip. She hadn't anticipated turning around to find Jayden sitting in a wheelchair quietly a few meters behind her. "Jayden!" she exclaimed. Chapter 5 You Can Stand? "Didn't I make it clear? I'm married. We're over. This is my husband," Elyse said as she quickly moved to Jayden's side, gripping his arm. Theo stared at Jayden, failing to recognize him. With a sneer, he said, "To get back at me, you married a disabled man?" He then extended his hand, commanding in a domineering tone, "Elyse, come here! I'll make it up to you when we get back." But Elyse looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Did you hear me? Come here!" Theo grew frustrated. Elyse reflected on how she would have responded in the past--she would definitely walk over to his side. She had loved him deeply for three years. Her feelings had been genuine. Yet, the depth of her affection made the betrayal harder to bear. On her first birthday after they got together, she wanted to celebrate it by the sea. To make her happy, Theo bought a camera, promising to capture beautiful photos of her. As they were about to board the plane for their trip to the seaside, Kaelyn was injured on a film set and called Theo. Without any hesitation, Theo left her stranded at the airport. It was the most disappointing birthday Elyse had ever experienced. Theo had once vowed to attend her debut performance with her orchestra, yet she ended up not seeing him there. She lingered in the hall all night, only to learn the next day that he had missed the performance because Kaelyn had become drunk at a dinner party while trying to land a role. He stayed because he was worried she might be taken advantage of. For three years, he had been Kaelyn's protector, but he had never offered Elyse the same safeguard. This accumulation of disappointments came to a head at the wedding. She knew she deserved love and respect, not neglect. "I am Jayden's wife now. I owe my loyalty to him," declared Elyse with a chill in her voice. "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo roared, enraged. He thought Elyse was merely being spiteful and fabricating things due to the day's incidents. As he tried to seize her hand, Jayden intervened, blocking him swiftly. Theo struggled to free his hand, but was unable to. He couldn't overpower a disabled man? The realization pissedhim off. "Release me!" Theo exploded with anger. "She has no desire to leave with you. Can't you understand?" Jayden pressed slowly, his force causing Theo's features to twist in distress. Jayden held on until Theo cried out in pain before releasing him. "Remember this day, Elyse. You'll regret it in the future!" With a hint of embarrassment, Theo glared at Elyse and stormed off after his declaration. Watching him leave, Elyse felt a bitter smile form within her. She knew Theo would not easily let go of being humiliated, but there was no turning back for them now. "Let's go home, Elyse." "Okay." After helping Jayden into the car, they both sat silently, gazing out the window and avoiding any mention of Theo. "How did you know I was out here?" Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued. Without turning to face her, Jayden replied, "Driscoll mentioned it wasn't safe for you to be alone at this hour, so I came to pick you up." In truth, he had suspected she was up to something secretive, but it turned out she was merely meeting her ex. This revelation left him slightly disappointed. "Since you've married me, you should sever ties with your ex. My family members are strict, and I can't cover for you if they find out you're still seeing another man." "I won't see him again. I met him just to return a ring," Elyse responded, nodding. Jayden said nothing more. As long as Elyse respected his boundaries, she was free to make her own choices. When they arrived home, Elyse noticed Jayden heading straight for the study again. Curious, she asked Driscoll, "Why is he always in the study?" "The study is not only his workplace, but it has also become a sanctuary for his soul," Driscoll explained. "And why doesn't he return to his room?" "He does sometimes, but we rarely know when. He prefers that we don't fuss over him too much." With that, Driscoll departed. After freshening up in her room, Elyse was preparing for bed, but her thoughts lingered on the day's events with Jayden. She realized that despite his reserved nature, he was genuinely concerned for her safety. Feeling grateful and wanting to express her thanks, she left her room and walked towards the study. As she approached, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, casting a sliver of light into the hallway. Elyse pushed the door open and to her surprise, saw Jayden standing. She gasped and asked, "Jayden, you can stand?" ==== "You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don't we get married?" Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful and healthy tycoon. Was Jayden's fake disability revealed just like that? What happens next? 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2,081,635	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574	Read next chapter	Her groom ran away from wedding to pursue his first love. Heartbroken, she randomly found a disabled man who was also abandoned to get married. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a billionaire! ===== Chapter 1 How About We Get Married? "Today is our wedding day! What am I supposed to do if you leave?" At the wedding, Elyse Lloyd was in a panic as she grabbed Theo Ward's wrist to stop him from leaving, her eyes filling with pleading. "Kaelyn knows about our wedding, and now she's threatening to jump off a building. You are aware of her depression, aren't you? I have to go save her." Theo explained impatiently and pushed Elyse aside. The venue was filled with the family and friends of both parties, all seated and waiting. The officiant had posed the question to Theo about his willingness to marry Elyse. Instead of replying, he ignored the officiant, answered his phone, and then abruptly attempted to leave. "Kaelyn Bennett totally stabbed you in the back before. She's caused you so much pain--why the heck must you go see her right now?" "You're not in a position to judge what happened between me and Kaelyn. No matter her wrongs or the pain she caused, you don't measure up to her." A pain struck Elyse's heart. "You're more concerned with your wedding than a living person's life. You're so heartless. Let's reschedule the wedding." Without a glance at her pale face, he strode away from the ornate altar, oblivious to the puzzled looks of gathered guests. Elyse cried out, sitting pitifully on the floor. She trembled, tears ruining her carefully applied makeup. The man she had loved for three years, disregarding her dignity, had chosen another woman without a second thought on their big day. He was consumed with thoughts of Kaelyn's distress but seemed indifferent to how lost and humiliated she felt, left alone at the altar. All around her, countless eyes watched, some mocking, some pitying, and others even gloating. Elyse had never felt such torment! Her father, Lanny Lloyd, approached. She hoped for comfort, but instead, he scolded her sharply, "You can't even keep a man. How useless!" After berating her, he left with his wife, Glenda Lloyd, without a backward glance. Her sister, Mabel Lloyd, emerged from the crowd with a smirk. "Well, that's embarrassing, Elyse. Your groom ran off, and now you're a laughingstock. I'm embarrassed for you. Imagine how Mom and Dad feel." After saying that, she turned and left. One by one, all of Elyse's family members departed, leaving her completely alone. Initially, Theo's parents felt guilty, but upon witnessing her family's reaction, all traces of guilt dissipated. "Even her own parents didn't support her. It seems this isn't entirely Theo's fault." "Yes, if she were a good partner, why would her fiancé leave her?" "Did she cheat on him? What else would make a groom leave like that?" The murmurs of criticism from the surrounding guests grew louder and harsher. Suddenly, there were noises nearby. Turning around, Elyse spotted a man in a suit sitting alone in a wheelchair. The officiant, looking flustered, asked, "Where is your bride?" Wiping away her tears, she halted a passing staff member and inquired, "That man is a groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded, "She didn't show up. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." "And he's been waiting here all this time?" The staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Elyse, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They were both unfortunate souls, abandoned. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Elyse's eyes. She had loved Theo for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. As she suddenly stood up, the guests who had been whispering and mocking her fell silent. All eyes instinctively focused on her as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned. Hearing the rustle of her dress, the man in the wheelchair turned around slowly. Elyse halted and gazed at the handsome man before her, a spark of surprise in her eyes. She then extended her hand and said, "Hello, I heard you're in need of a bride. My groom just left me. How about we get married?" Chapter 2 What Was She Up To? "My name is Elyse Lloyd. If it's all right with you, we can get married today," she proposed confidently. Her bold proposal left the crowd in shock, prompting several to capture the moment with their phones. "Miss Lloyd, are you certain about this decision? Given my disability, I may not be able to provide the future you envision," the man replied openly, without hiding his condition, and gently urged her to think it over. "I've made up my mind," Elyse responded with determination. "I'm Jayden," he introduced himself. Seeing her resolve, Jayden Owen grasped her hand and shared his concern, "I fear you might regret this choice later on." Elyse chose not to respond. She was sure of her decision. She had once been solely focused on marrying Theo, who never truly reciprocated her love. Now, who she married seemed inconsequential. After efficiently wrapping up the wedding formalities at City Hall, Elyse and Jayden were now bound by matrimony, officially united as husband and wife. With the marriage certificate in hand, Elyse experienced a profound sense of relief. Theo had broken her heart, and she was resolute in never returning to him. Regarding her father, since she would not be marrying into the Ward family, he had another daughter to think about. She understood her little sister Mabel too well. As someone driven by greed, how could Mabel resist the temptation to become Theo's wife and a member of the Ward family? Thus, marrying Jayden was Elyse's perfect escape from her family's clutches. She had no intention of going back home again. While she gazed thoughtfully at the marriage certificate, Jayden asked, "What's on your mind? Regretting your decision to marry a disabled man?" Elyse shook her head, took hold of the wheelchair, and replied, "I think it was a good decision." Jayden smiled slightly, though his eyes betrayed a hint of skepticism and mistrust. How could any woman genuinely want to marry a disabled man? He figured she was just putting on an act--an act that couldn't last forever. He needed a bride momentarily to distract his family while he pursued his own goals. Well, he decided, he might as well see what she was up to. Elyse helped Jayden into the car, and they drove to his house. Jayden's home was opulent, complete with a garden and a swimming pool, and staffed with a butler in a tuxedo and uniformed maids. As Elyse stepped onto the plush wool carpet, she truly realized that her new husband was far from ordinary. The butler, Driscoll Lee, approached them respectfully and inquired, "Mr. Owen, is this your bride?" Surveying the opulent house and recollecting her newlywed husband's full name, a sudden realization dawned on Elyse. The Owens were the most influential family in town, and Jayden Owen was particularly notable among his peers for his business acumen and exceptional talent. He was one of the wealthiest men around. However, after a car accident a year ago that cost him his legs, Jayden had faded from the public eye and his prior achievements were largely forgotten. So, she had married the legendary Jayden Owen? Elyse recalled hearing rumors about his engagement to a girl from the Foster family. The bride who had disappeared on her wedding day was supposed to be that Foster girl. Upon hearing Jayden's full name at City Hall, Elyse hadn't dwelled on it much. If she had known his background sooner, she wouldn't have had the courage to broach the topic of marriage with him. Jayden noticed the shock and panic on her face but remained silent. He still doubted that she truly hadn't recognized him. After all, his disability was well known. "This is Elyse Lloyd, my wife. From now on, she will be the hostess here," Jayden introduced her firmly. "Joanna Foster escaped on our wedding day because she didn't want to marry a disabled man," he added bluntly. "Joanna Foster disappeared on the wedding day?" Driscoll expressed his surprise. The Foster family had been eager to forge a union with the Owen family through marriage, pushing for Jayden to marry Joanna. On the wedding day, however, the bride had disappeared. Wasn't this a deliberate humiliation of Jayden? Driscoll felt sympathy for him and offered some consolation, "Sir, perhaps it's for the best that she left. It seems you might have found the right person after all." Elyse had shown no concern for Jayden's disability and was willing to marry him. That indeed counted for something. Chapter 3 He Could Walk Fluidly Looking at Jayden's legs, Elyse felt a wave of sympathy for him. Jayden had once been at the pinnacle of success, and now he seemed so vulnerable. Just because he was disabled, his bride had callously abandoned him at the altar, showing him no respect whatsoever. He must have felt even more devastated than she did during the wedding. Approaching Jayden, Elyse took his hand and said earnestly, "Don't worry. We are husband and wife now. I will take care of you for the rest of our lives." Jayden's expression turned rigid. Could she really mean it, promising to take care of him for a lifetime? He doubted her sincerity, thinking she was just putting on an act of compassion. Without a word, Jayden maneuvered his wheelchair into the study on the first floor. "I'm sorry," Driscoll said apologetically. "Since his accident, he's been a bit more temperamental." "It's fine. I understand," Elyse replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. Anyone in his situation might change. She then followed Driscoll upstairs to a room on the second floor. -- "Sir." In the study stood a bald man named Vinny Bailey, clad in a tight black shirt that accentuated his prominent tendons. Respectfully, Vinny ignited a lighter and lit a cigar for Jayden. "Joanna has gone abroad. The Foster family is desperately trying to come up with a solution." "They've taken thirty million and five major projects from me. Is this their way of repaying me?" Jayden let out a puff of smoke and remarked casually, "If I don't teach them a lesson, others will see me as a pushover. The Fosters need to learn a few things." "Do you want us to bring Joanna back?" Vinny inquired, nodding. "And as for your new wife, should we make some introductions with our men?" "No need." Jayden, cigar clenched between his teeth, lifted a document from the desk and strolled over to the window. The wheelchair was tucked away in a corner of the room, ignored, as he moved fluidly across the floor. This document detailed Elyse's entire life, from her childhood through to her college life, even including her romance with Theo. He casually flipped through the pages and drawled, "An ordinary woman. She married me just for my money." Back then, the Owens had declared their search for a wife for Jayden, aiming simply to secure an heir. Upon the announcement, no wealthy family was eager to marry their daughter to him, except for the Fosters, who had enriched themselves through their daughters' marriage. The Fosters' motive was straightforward--to exchange their daughter for resources and money. Vinny saw no other reason for Elyse to marry Jayden but for financial gain. Yet, there was another twist. "She was originally going to marry Theo Ward." "Ward? The Ward family that's well-known?" Jayden lifted an eyebrow. "Yes. But apparently, the groom ran off to reunite with his ex-girlfriend after receiving a phone call." Vinny paused, then speculated, "Maybe she married you just to spite Theo Ward." Jayden ceased perusing the documents and glanced up at Vinny with a hint of annoyance. "You're looking at it too simplistically. By marrying me, she stands to gain more. That's the real reason she married me, despite my disability." In Jayden's eyes, Elyse hadn't yet revealed her true intentions. But he didn't mind her interest in his money. He needed a wife to appease his family. If she married him for gain, it would make a future divorce simpler for him. -- Perched on the edge of the bed, Elysee scrolled through her phone and noticed the trending topics. #Bridegroom Ran Away For His Ex #Bride Marries Stranger To Anger Her Ranaway Groom She casually scrolled through the comments. The public deemed the entire situation unbelievable and both parties' actions as unreasonable. Nevertheless, discussions had thrust Elyse's name into circulation because of it. Some even discovered she was a violinist in an orchestra and stumbled upon a video of her past performance. Unable to resist, Elyse was watching these videos when Theo called. "Where are you, Elyse? Let's meet and talk." Chapter 4 Who Were You Married To? As Elyse descended the stairs to the villa's entrance, Driscoll approached her with concern. "It's quite late. Where are you off to? Shall I arrange a car for you?" "No, thanks. I'll be back soon." Driscoll watched her depart before heading to the study. Elyse, having agreed to meet Theo, called a taxi and was soon en route. Fifteen minutes later, she entered a coffee shop and instantly noticed Theo, who was in high spirits, busy texting on his phone. A flicker of sarcasm crossed her eyes as she approached and sat across from him. Theo looked up, his expression souring. "Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Staring back at him, Elyse felt a chill. They had been together for a long time, yet he was always domineering toward her, a stark contrast to his demeanor with Kaelyn. She had once loved him, believing she could endure anything. Only today had she realized how foolish that was. If she didn't love herself, how could she expect anyone else to love her? "If you don't want to wait, you can leave," Elyse retorted icily. Theo, taken aback by her response, grew visibly more upset. "You're holding a grudge about what happened at the wedding, aren't you? I get why you're upset, but you can't be more understanding and reasonable? I left because Kaelyn was in dire straits--she was depressed and contemplating suicide." "You can go to anyone you want. You don't need to explain anything to me--I don't care anymore." Elyse found humor in his words. Theo couldn't believe she was indifferent. They had been together for three years, and everyone knew how deeply she loved him. He thought her claim of indifference was merely a result of anger. But he was confident he could easily resolve this. Just a few sweet words and she'd come back to him. "It's not a big deal. I came back to you after handling everything, didn't I? I'll visit your parents soon, and we can start planning the wedding again," Theo said. "No need for that." "What?" "There won't be a wedding." Elyse's face was devoid of emotion. "We're done." "Why are you still upset? I left at the wedding, but I came back for you. Can't you forgive me?" Theo frowned. "Forgive you? Forgive you for abandoning me for another woman?" Elyse slammed her hand on the table. "Do you have any idea what I've been through since you left? Your family has been calling me names, even though you were the one who left me at the altar--just for another woman!" "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo shouted her name furiously. "What others say is their issue. Isn't our three-year relationship strong enough for you to trust me?" "Three years, and yet you never forgot your ex," Elyse countered, her face marked by disappointment. "I believed we'd be together forever, but it seems three years was our limit. We're done, Theo. It's clear we're not suited for each other." While speaking, she retrieved a ring from her bag and set it down on the table--the same ring he had used to propose. She recalled the joy she felt that day, now overshadowed by her current despair. Elyse gave Theo one last look, mentally closing the chapter on their three years together. She grabbed her bag and departed without a backward glance. Theo was stunned. Was Elyse dumping him? He always saw her as a simp, her family reliant on his. How could she just walk away? Humiliated, he chased after her, grabbed her shoulder, and said forcefully, "You have no right to break things off! Remember, your father's business relies on me. Without me, your family has nothing. Come back, and we'll marry in a few days to make up for today!" "Let me go!" Elyse fought back fiercely and yelled with defiance and frustration, "I'm married. Stop bothering me!" "So what if you are married! You will always belong to me." After blurting that out, he froze and asked incredulously, "What did you say? You're married? Who to?" While he was momentarily dazed, Elyse wriggled free from his grip. She hadn't anticipated turning around to find Jayden sitting in a wheelchair quietly a few meters behind her. "Jayden!" she exclaimed. Chapter 5 You Can Stand? "Didn't I make it clear? I'm married. We're over. This is my husband," Elyse said as she quickly moved to Jayden's side, gripping his arm. Theo stared at Jayden, failing to recognize him. With a sneer, he said, "To get back at me, you married a disabled man?" He then extended his hand, commanding in a domineering tone, "Elyse, come here! I'll make it up to you when we get back." But Elyse looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Did you hear me? Come here!" Theo grew frustrated. Elyse reflected on how she would have responded in the past--she would definitely walk over to his side. She had loved him deeply for three years. Her feelings had been genuine. Yet, the depth of her affection made the betrayal harder to bear. On her first birthday after they got together, she wanted to celebrate it by the sea. To make her happy, Theo bought a camera, promising to capture beautiful photos of her. As they were about to board the plane for their trip to the seaside, Kaelyn was injured on a film set and called Theo. Without any hesitation, Theo left her stranded at the airport. It was the most disappointing birthday Elyse had ever experienced. Theo had once vowed to attend her debut performance with her orchestra, yet she ended up not seeing him there. She lingered in the hall all night, only to learn the next day that he had missed the performance because Kaelyn had become drunk at a dinner party while trying to land a role. He stayed because he was worried she might be taken advantage of. For three years, he had been Kaelyn's protector, but he had never offered Elyse the same safeguard. This accumulation of disappointments came to a head at the wedding. She knew she deserved love and respect, not neglect. "I am Jayden's wife now. I owe my loyalty to him," declared Elyse with a chill in her voice. "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo roared, enraged. He thought Elyse was merely being spiteful and fabricating things due to the day's incidents. As he tried to seize her hand, Jayden intervened, blocking him swiftly. Theo struggled to free his hand, but was unable to. He couldn't overpower a disabled man? The realization pissedhim off. "Release me!" Theo exploded with anger. "She has no desire to leave with you. Can't you understand?" Jayden pressed slowly, his force causing Theo's features to twist in distress. Jayden held on until Theo cried out in pain before releasing him. "Remember this day, Elyse. You'll regret it in the future!" With a hint of embarrassment, Theo glared at Elyse and stormed off after his declaration. Watching him leave, Elyse felt a bitter smile form within her. She knew Theo would not easily let go of being humiliated, but there was no turning back for them now. "Let's go home, Elyse." "Okay." After helping Jayden into the car, they both sat silently, gazing out the window and avoiding any mention of Theo. "How did you know I was out here?" Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued. Without turning to face her, Jayden replied, "Driscoll mentioned it wasn't safe for you to be alone at this hour, so I came to pick you up." In truth, he had suspected she was up to something secretive, but it turned out she was merely meeting her ex. This revelation left him slightly disappointed. "Since you've married me, you should sever ties with your ex. My family members are strict, and I can't cover for you if they find out you're still seeing another man." "I won't see him again. I met him just to return a ring," Elyse responded, nodding. Jayden said nothing more. As long as Elyse respected his boundaries, she was free to make her own choices. When they arrived home, Elyse noticed Jayden heading straight for the study again. Curious, she asked Driscoll, "Why is he always in the study?" "The study is not only his workplace, but it has also become a sanctuary for his soul," Driscoll explained. "And why doesn't he return to his room?" "He does sometimes, but we rarely know when. He prefers that we don't fuss over him too much." With that, Driscoll departed. After freshening up in her room, Elyse was preparing for bed, but her thoughts lingered on the day's events with Jayden. She realized that despite his reserved nature, he was genuinely concerned for her safety. Feeling grateful and wanting to express her thanks, she left her room and walked towards the study. As she approached, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, casting a sliver of light into the hallway. Elyse pushed the door open and to her surprise, saw Jayden standing. She gasped and asked, "Jayden, you can stand?" ==== "You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don't we get married?" Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful and healthy tycoon. Was Jayden's fake disability revealed just like that? What happens next? 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2,081,645	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-10-03 20:21	active	1574	Read next chapter	Her groom ran away from wedding to pursue his first love. Heartbroken, she randomly found a disabled man who was also abandoned to get married. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a billionaire! ===== Chapter 1 How About We Get Married? "Today is our wedding day! What am I supposed to do if you leave?" At the wedding, Elyse Lloyd was in a panic as she grabbed Theo Ward's wrist to stop him from leaving, her eyes filling with pleading. "Kaelyn knows about our wedding, and now she's threatening to jump off a building. You are aware of her depression, aren't you? I have to go save her." Theo explained impatiently and pushed Elyse aside. The venue was filled with the family and friends of both parties, all seated and waiting. The officiant had posed the question to Theo about his willingness to marry Elyse. Instead of replying, he ignored the officiant, answered his phone, and then abruptly attempted to leave. "Kaelyn Bennett totally stabbed you in the back before. She's caused you so much pain--why the heck must you go see her right now?" "You're not in a position to judge what happened between me and Kaelyn. No matter her wrongs or the pain she caused, you don't measure up to her." A pain struck Elyse's heart. "You're more concerned with your wedding than a living person's life. You're so heartless. Let's reschedule the wedding." Without a glance at her pale face, he strode away from the ornate altar, oblivious to the puzzled looks of gathered guests. Elyse cried out, sitting pitifully on the floor. She trembled, tears ruining her carefully applied makeup. The man she had loved for three years, disregarding her dignity, had chosen another woman without a second thought on their big day. He was consumed with thoughts of Kaelyn's distress but seemed indifferent to how lost and humiliated she felt, left alone at the altar. All around her, countless eyes watched, some mocking, some pitying, and others even gloating. Elyse had never felt such torment! Her father, Lanny Lloyd, approached. She hoped for comfort, but instead, he scolded her sharply, "You can't even keep a man. How useless!" After berating her, he left with his wife, Glenda Lloyd, without a backward glance. Her sister, Mabel Lloyd, emerged from the crowd with a smirk. "Well, that's embarrassing, Elyse. Your groom ran off, and now you're a laughingstock. I'm embarrassed for you. Imagine how Mom and Dad feel." After saying that, she turned and left. One by one, all of Elyse's family members departed, leaving her completely alone. Initially, Theo's parents felt guilty, but upon witnessing her family's reaction, all traces of guilt dissipated. "Even her own parents didn't support her. It seems this isn't entirely Theo's fault." "Yes, if she were a good partner, why would her fiancé leave her?" "Did she cheat on him? What else would make a groom leave like that?" The murmurs of criticism from the surrounding guests grew louder and harsher. Suddenly, there were noises nearby. Turning around, Elyse spotted a man in a suit sitting alone in a wheelchair. The officiant, looking flustered, asked, "Where is your bride?" Wiping away her tears, she halted a passing staff member and inquired, "That man is a groom, right? Where is his bride?" The staff member glanced at her and responded, "She didn't show up. I heard it was because she couldn't deal with her husband's disability." "And he's been waiting here all this time?" The staff member nodded. The wheelchair-bound groom was facing away from Elyse, and they were a fair distance apart. She couldn't see his expression, but she understood the pain of being left alone. They were both unfortunate souls, abandoned. After a moment of reflection, a determined look settled in Elyse's eyes. She had loved Theo for three years, but he had betrayed her. Why should she remain loyal to him? She realized she didn't need to be with him at all. As she suddenly stood up, the guests who had been whispering and mocking her fell silent. All eyes instinctively focused on her as she lifted the hem of her dress and confidently walked toward the man in the wheelchair. The sight of a bride in a white wedding dress approaching left the man's guests equally stunned. Hearing the rustle of her dress, the man in the wheelchair turned around slowly. Elyse halted and gazed at the handsome man before her, a spark of surprise in her eyes. She then extended her hand and said, "Hello, I heard you're in need of a bride. My groom just left me. How about we get married?" Chapter 2 What Was She Up To? "My name is Elyse Lloyd. If it's all right with you, we can get married today," she proposed confidently. Her bold proposal left the crowd in shock, prompting several to capture the moment with their phones. "Miss Lloyd, are you certain about this decision? Given my disability, I may not be able to provide the future you envision," the man replied openly, without hiding his condition, and gently urged her to think it over. "I've made up my mind," Elyse responded with determination. "I'm Jayden," he introduced himself. Seeing her resolve, Jayden Owen grasped her hand and shared his concern, "I fear you might regret this choice later on." Elyse chose not to respond. She was sure of her decision. She had once been solely focused on marrying Theo, who never truly reciprocated her love. Now, who she married seemed inconsequential. After efficiently wrapping up the wedding formalities at City Hall, Elyse and Jayden were now bound by matrimony, officially united as husband and wife. With the marriage certificate in hand, Elyse experienced a profound sense of relief. Theo had broken her heart, and she was resolute in never returning to him. Regarding her father, since she would not be marrying into the Ward family, he had another daughter to think about. She understood her little sister Mabel too well. As someone driven by greed, how could Mabel resist the temptation to become Theo's wife and a member of the Ward family? Thus, marrying Jayden was Elyse's perfect escape from her family's clutches. She had no intention of going back home again. While she gazed thoughtfully at the marriage certificate, Jayden asked, "What's on your mind? Regretting your decision to marry a disabled man?" Elyse shook her head, took hold of the wheelchair, and replied, "I think it was a good decision." Jayden smiled slightly, though his eyes betrayed a hint of skepticism and mistrust. How could any woman genuinely want to marry a disabled man? He figured she was just putting on an act--an act that couldn't last forever. He needed a bride momentarily to distract his family while he pursued his own goals. Well, he decided, he might as well see what she was up to. Elyse helped Jayden into the car, and they drove to his house. Jayden's home was opulent, complete with a garden and a swimming pool, and staffed with a butler in a tuxedo and uniformed maids. As Elyse stepped onto the plush wool carpet, she truly realized that her new husband was far from ordinary. The butler, Driscoll Lee, approached them respectfully and inquired, "Mr. Owen, is this your bride?" Surveying the opulent house and recollecting her newlywed husband's full name, a sudden realization dawned on Elyse. The Owens were the most influential family in town, and Jayden Owen was particularly notable among his peers for his business acumen and exceptional talent. He was one of the wealthiest men around. However, after a car accident a year ago that cost him his legs, Jayden had faded from the public eye and his prior achievements were largely forgotten. So, she had married the legendary Jayden Owen? Elyse recalled hearing rumors about his engagement to a girl from the Foster family. The bride who had disappeared on her wedding day was supposed to be that Foster girl. Upon hearing Jayden's full name at City Hall, Elyse hadn't dwelled on it much. If she had known his background sooner, she wouldn't have had the courage to broach the topic of marriage with him. Jayden noticed the shock and panic on her face but remained silent. He still doubted that she truly hadn't recognized him. After all, his disability was well known. "This is Elyse Lloyd, my wife. From now on, she will be the hostess here," Jayden introduced her firmly. "Joanna Foster escaped on our wedding day because she didn't want to marry a disabled man," he added bluntly. "Joanna Foster disappeared on the wedding day?" Driscoll expressed his surprise. The Foster family had been eager to forge a union with the Owen family through marriage, pushing for Jayden to marry Joanna. On the wedding day, however, the bride had disappeared. Wasn't this a deliberate humiliation of Jayden? Driscoll felt sympathy for him and offered some consolation, "Sir, perhaps it's for the best that she left. It seems you might have found the right person after all." Elyse had shown no concern for Jayden's disability and was willing to marry him. That indeed counted for something. Chapter 3 He Could Walk Fluidly Looking at Jayden's legs, Elyse felt a wave of sympathy for him. Jayden had once been at the pinnacle of success, and now he seemed so vulnerable. Just because he was disabled, his bride had callously abandoned him at the altar, showing him no respect whatsoever. He must have felt even more devastated than she did during the wedding. Approaching Jayden, Elyse took his hand and said earnestly, "Don't worry. We are husband and wife now. I will take care of you for the rest of our lives." Jayden's expression turned rigid. Could she really mean it, promising to take care of him for a lifetime? He doubted her sincerity, thinking she was just putting on an act of compassion. Without a word, Jayden maneuvered his wheelchair into the study on the first floor. "I'm sorry," Driscoll said apologetically. "Since his accident, he's been a bit more temperamental." "It's fine. I understand," Elyse replied, dismissing it with a wave of her hand. Anyone in his situation might change. She then followed Driscoll upstairs to a room on the second floor. -- "Sir." In the study stood a bald man named Vinny Bailey, clad in a tight black shirt that accentuated his prominent tendons. Respectfully, Vinny ignited a lighter and lit a cigar for Jayden. "Joanna has gone abroad. The Foster family is desperately trying to come up with a solution." "They've taken thirty million and five major projects from me. Is this their way of repaying me?" Jayden let out a puff of smoke and remarked casually, "If I don't teach them a lesson, others will see me as a pushover. The Fosters need to learn a few things." "Do you want us to bring Joanna back?" Vinny inquired, nodding. "And as for your new wife, should we make some introductions with our men?" "No need." Jayden, cigar clenched between his teeth, lifted a document from the desk and strolled over to the window. The wheelchair was tucked away in a corner of the room, ignored, as he moved fluidly across the floor. This document detailed Elyse's entire life, from her childhood through to her college life, even including her romance with Theo. He casually flipped through the pages and drawled, "An ordinary woman. She married me just for my money." Back then, the Owens had declared their search for a wife for Jayden, aiming simply to secure an heir. Upon the announcement, no wealthy family was eager to marry their daughter to him, except for the Fosters, who had enriched themselves through their daughters' marriage. The Fosters' motive was straightforward--to exchange their daughter for resources and money. Vinny saw no other reason for Elyse to marry Jayden but for financial gain. Yet, there was another twist. "She was originally going to marry Theo Ward." "Ward? The Ward family that's well-known?" Jayden lifted an eyebrow. "Yes. But apparently, the groom ran off to reunite with his ex-girlfriend after receiving a phone call." Vinny paused, then speculated, "Maybe she married you just to spite Theo Ward." Jayden ceased perusing the documents and glanced up at Vinny with a hint of annoyance. "You're looking at it too simplistically. By marrying me, she stands to gain more. That's the real reason she married me, despite my disability." In Jayden's eyes, Elyse hadn't yet revealed her true intentions. But he didn't mind her interest in his money. He needed a wife to appease his family. If she married him for gain, it would make a future divorce simpler for him. -- Perched on the edge of the bed, Elysee scrolled through her phone and noticed the trending topics. #Bridegroom Ran Away For His Ex #Bride Marries Stranger To Anger Her Ranaway Groom She casually scrolled through the comments. The public deemed the entire situation unbelievable and both parties' actions as unreasonable. Nevertheless, discussions had thrust Elyse's name into circulation because of it. Some even discovered she was a violinist in an orchestra and stumbled upon a video of her past performance. Unable to resist, Elyse was watching these videos when Theo called. "Where are you, Elyse? Let's meet and talk." Chapter 4 Who Were You Married To? As Elyse descended the stairs to the villa's entrance, Driscoll approached her with concern. "It's quite late. Where are you off to? Shall I arrange a car for you?" "No, thanks. I'll be back soon." Driscoll watched her depart before heading to the study. Elyse, having agreed to meet Theo, called a taxi and was soon en route. Fifteen minutes later, she entered a coffee shop and instantly noticed Theo, who was in high spirits, busy texting on his phone. A flicker of sarcasm crossed her eyes as she approached and sat across from him. Theo looked up, his expression souring. "Why are you so late? Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting?" Staring back at him, Elyse felt a chill. They had been together for a long time, yet he was always domineering toward her, a stark contrast to his demeanor with Kaelyn. She had once loved him, believing she could endure anything. Only today had she realized how foolish that was. If she didn't love herself, how could she expect anyone else to love her? "If you don't want to wait, you can leave," Elyse retorted icily. Theo, taken aback by her response, grew visibly more upset. "You're holding a grudge about what happened at the wedding, aren't you? I get why you're upset, but you can't be more understanding and reasonable? I left because Kaelyn was in dire straits--she was depressed and contemplating suicide." "You can go to anyone you want. You don't need to explain anything to me--I don't care anymore." Elyse found humor in his words. Theo couldn't believe she was indifferent. They had been together for three years, and everyone knew how deeply she loved him. He thought her claim of indifference was merely a result of anger. But he was confident he could easily resolve this. Just a few sweet words and she'd come back to him. "It's not a big deal. I came back to you after handling everything, didn't I? I'll visit your parents soon, and we can start planning the wedding again," Theo said. "No need for that." "What?" "There won't be a wedding." Elyse's face was devoid of emotion. "We're done." "Why are you still upset? I left at the wedding, but I came back for you. Can't you forgive me?" Theo frowned. "Forgive you? Forgive you for abandoning me for another woman?" Elyse slammed her hand on the table. "Do you have any idea what I've been through since you left? Your family has been calling me names, even though you were the one who left me at the altar--just for another woman!" "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo shouted her name furiously. "What others say is their issue. Isn't our three-year relationship strong enough for you to trust me?" "Three years, and yet you never forgot your ex," Elyse countered, her face marked by disappointment. "I believed we'd be together forever, but it seems three years was our limit. We're done, Theo. It's clear we're not suited for each other." While speaking, she retrieved a ring from her bag and set it down on the table--the same ring he had used to propose. She recalled the joy she felt that day, now overshadowed by her current despair. Elyse gave Theo one last look, mentally closing the chapter on their three years together. She grabbed her bag and departed without a backward glance. Theo was stunned. Was Elyse dumping him? He always saw her as a simp, her family reliant on his. How could she just walk away? Humiliated, he chased after her, grabbed her shoulder, and said forcefully, "You have no right to break things off! Remember, your father's business relies on me. Without me, your family has nothing. Come back, and we'll marry in a few days to make up for today!" "Let me go!" Elyse fought back fiercely and yelled with defiance and frustration, "I'm married. Stop bothering me!" "So what if you are married! You will always belong to me." After blurting that out, he froze and asked incredulously, "What did you say? You're married? Who to?" While he was momentarily dazed, Elyse wriggled free from his grip. She hadn't anticipated turning around to find Jayden sitting in a wheelchair quietly a few meters behind her. "Jayden!" she exclaimed. Chapter 5 You Can Stand? "Didn't I make it clear? I'm married. We're over. This is my husband," Elyse said as she quickly moved to Jayden's side, gripping his arm. Theo stared at Jayden, failing to recognize him. With a sneer, he said, "To get back at me, you married a disabled man?" He then extended his hand, commanding in a domineering tone, "Elyse, come here! I'll make it up to you when we get back." But Elyse looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Did you hear me? Come here!" Theo grew frustrated. Elyse reflected on how she would have responded in the past--she would definitely walk over to his side. She had loved him deeply for three years. Her feelings had been genuine. Yet, the depth of her affection made the betrayal harder to bear. On her first birthday after they got together, she wanted to celebrate it by the sea. To make her happy, Theo bought a camera, promising to capture beautiful photos of her. As they were about to board the plane for their trip to the seaside, Kaelyn was injured on a film set and called Theo. Without any hesitation, Theo left her stranded at the airport. It was the most disappointing birthday Elyse had ever experienced. Theo had once vowed to attend her debut performance with her orchestra, yet she ended up not seeing him there. She lingered in the hall all night, only to learn the next day that he had missed the performance because Kaelyn had become drunk at a dinner party while trying to land a role. He stayed because he was worried she might be taken advantage of. For three years, he had been Kaelyn's protector, but he had never offered Elyse the same safeguard. This accumulation of disappointments came to a head at the wedding. She knew she deserved love and respect, not neglect. "I am Jayden's wife now. I owe my loyalty to him," declared Elyse with a chill in her voice. "Elyse Lloyd!" Theo roared, enraged. He thought Elyse was merely being spiteful and fabricating things due to the day's incidents. As he tried to seize her hand, Jayden intervened, blocking him swiftly. Theo struggled to free his hand, but was unable to. He couldn't overpower a disabled man? The realization pissedhim off. "Release me!" Theo exploded with anger. "She has no desire to leave with you. Can't you understand?" Jayden pressed slowly, his force causing Theo's features to twist in distress. Jayden held on until Theo cried out in pain before releasing him. "Remember this day, Elyse. You'll regret it in the future!" With a hint of embarrassment, Theo glared at Elyse and stormed off after his declaration. Watching him leave, Elyse felt a bitter smile form within her. She knew Theo would not easily let go of being humiliated, but there was no turning back for them now. "Let's go home, Elyse." "Okay." After helping Jayden into the car, they both sat silently, gazing out the window and avoiding any mention of Theo. "How did you know I was out here?" Elyse asked, her curiosity piqued. Without turning to face her, Jayden replied, "Driscoll mentioned it wasn't safe for you to be alone at this hour, so I came to pick you up." In truth, he had suspected she was up to something secretive, but it turned out she was merely meeting her ex. This revelation left him slightly disappointed. "Since you've married me, you should sever ties with your ex. My family members are strict, and I can't cover for you if they find out you're still seeing another man." "I won't see him again. I met him just to return a ring," Elyse responded, nodding. Jayden said nothing more. As long as Elyse respected his boundaries, she was free to make her own choices. When they arrived home, Elyse noticed Jayden heading straight for the study again. Curious, she asked Driscoll, "Why is he always in the study?" "The study is not only his workplace, but it has also become a sanctuary for his soul," Driscoll explained. "And why doesn't he return to his room?" "He does sometimes, but we rarely know when. He prefers that we don't fuss over him too much." With that, Driscoll departed. After freshening up in her room, Elyse was preparing for bed, but her thoughts lingered on the day's events with Jayden. She realized that despite his reserved nature, he was genuinely concerned for her safety. Feeling grateful and wanting to express her thanks, she left her room and walked towards the study. As she approached, she noticed the door was slightly ajar, casting a sliver of light into the hallway. Elyse pushed the door open and to her surprise, saw Jayden standing. She gasped and asked, "Jayden, you can stand?" ==== "You need a bride, I need a groom. Why don't we get married?" Both abandoned at the altar, Elyse decided to tie the knot with the disabled stranger from the venue next door. Pitying his state, she vowed to spoil him once they were married. Little did she know that he was actually a powerful and healthy tycoon. Was Jayden's fake disability revealed just like that? What happens next? 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