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Love's Jackpot: My Loser Husband Turned Out To Be Filthy Rich

Love's Jackpot: My Loser Husband Turned Out To Be Filthy Rich

Author: Olive Rivers
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Chapter 1 Getting Herself A New Husband

Word Count: 1077    |    Released on: 04/09/2025

rfect, disaster struck as the bride and her cousin

ed with a s

c. Through stinging eyes, she caught sight of Brad Davies, her groo

softened her panic, and she re

, heading straight for Maddie Gordon, Kiera's cousin. Cradling Maddie clos

iera screamed until her throat burne

her throat. Her final glimpse was Brad carrying

, heavy with soaked fabric, pulled her deeper, suffocating her like

ut toward her, strong and unhesitating. Arms w

m of steady hands pressing against her chest

sunlight blazing behind the stranger who had saved h

est, she whispered, "Thank you..

His voice rumbled low, certain, and unyielding. "

arrying through the chaos. While all eyes were on the commotion, Ki

era opened her eyes

e; Brad had

one vi

e, peeling an apple with a tenderness Kiera hadn't witnessed from hi

sound scraping her throat while te

ied, bound together since childhood and pl

ago. Brad had vowed to wait, swearing that the day she came back would be th

ed into the space beside him, and b

n sake. She clung to that explanation. Even as he abandoned her again and again, rushing to Maddie instead of offering her his

on, and she saw herself for what she tru

ction in the darkened glass, a face stai

overed the screen as if that

e who she becam

g chest. Her fingers moved quickly, fueled by

she erased Brad's number and blocked

asons of her own, but nobody had ever sa

that was what

rimson dress that hugged her frame, every curve demandi

e stranger who had saved her-a location tha

usting scrap metal loomed around her, their jagged silhou

she rubbed warmth into her skin and qui

at a crumpled car, its hood smashed, its emblem missing. The sc

or. Tall and solid, he stripped off his gloves, snatched a towel, and dragged i

tant, the light struck his face, every angle shar

ttered. This man w

ne with a graceful smile. "Good evening, Mr. Sm

bride-now she carried herself with flawl

ond's glance before his gaze shifted awa

cerity lacing her words

gh her dazed mind had barely clung to

allowing slowly before setting his gaze on her again. "

ther as she whispered, hesitant but resolute, "

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