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On my wedding day, I caught my fiancé in bed with my best friend.Then I smoothed my white veil, stepped onto the stage."Ny groom is busy having sex with the maid of honor," "Is anyone here brave enough to marry me?"Just as I was about to become a laughingstock, a handsome man rose from the front row.Marcus Fitzgerald.The city’s most powerful billionaire, and my fiancé’s feared uncle.He walked up, slid the diamond ring onto my finger."I will."Overnight, I went from an abandoned bride to the supreme lady of the Fitzgerald empire.Now my ex stands before us, begging me for the second chance.Too late.When he sees me, he’ll have to bow his head and call me Aunt.…Abigail’s POVMy wedding was supposed to start in minutes.However, my best friend, Caroline’s message burned on my screen.[Guess who’s in bed with me right now? Your soon-to-be husband.]For one stupid second, I told myself it had to be fake. Then the video opened.Felix was there. Naked. Tangled with Caroline. Laughing into her mouth while she moaned his name.My chest went so tight I couldn’t breathe.“Maybe it isn’t what it looks like,” I whispered.The makeup artist gently took my phone and turned it off. “Honey, videos can be faked now. Felix loves you. Everyone knows that.”Hope flickered.Felix had chased me for years. When I finally said yes, he cried into my hands and promised he would protect me forever.So I called him.He answered after too many rings.I forced my voice steady. “Felix, how are things over there? I’m nervous.”His reply was flat. “Caroline needs me. The wedding’s off. You handle the guests.”The world went quiet.Then I laughed. “You’ll handle it?” I asked. “How? Reschedule the marriage you just ruined? Or throw money at me and tell me to disappear?”“I’ll make it right later,” he said.I hung up.My hands moved on their own and called Dad. Before I could say a word, he sighed, “Abigail, Caroline is sick. Your mother and I probably can’t make it.”Of course.Three days ago, Caroline tried on her bridesmaid dress. My parents saw the birthmark on her back. That one mark proved she was the Winchester daughter switched at birth.I was the mistake.The daughter they raised for twenty years became a stranger overnight.The man I loved chose Caroline. My parents chose Caroline. Everyone chose Caroline.So I walked into the hall alone.Hundreds of guests turned toward me, smiling, waiting for a bride who no longer had a groom.No one was coming to save me.Fine.I lifted my skirt, climbed onto the stage, and grabbed the microphone.“Sorry, everyone,” “The groom is busy sleeping with my bridesmaid. Anyone here willing to marry me instead?”The hall exploded.“Did Felix run away?”“Is she serious?”“Finding a husband on the spot? Has she lost her mind?”Maybe I had.But in thirty minutes, all of Claudia’s high society would know Felix had humiliated me. I refused to be the only joke in that story.The whispers grew sharper. No one stepped forward.I stood in the center of the stage, my smile cracking.Then a man rose from the groom’s side.“I’ll marry you.”Every head turned.Tall. Broad-shouldered. So handsome the room seemed to forget how to breathe.When he stopped in front of me, I had to tilt my head back.“Are you serious? This is marriage, not a joke.”His eyes held mine. “I don’t joke about marriage.”“Your name?”“Marcus Fitzgerald.”My heart jolted. “Fitzgerald? Are you related to Felix?”“A distant uncle.”“Uncle?”“Distant,” he repeated, almost dryly.Good. Distant was fine. Distant was survivable.“You won’t regret this?”“I don’t do regret.”For some reason, I believed him.I opened the ring box, took Felix’s ring, and slid it onto Marcus’s finger. Then I handed him mine.The emcee looked ready to faint.Guests whispered like knives.I ignored them all.After Marcus put the ring on me, I turned back to the crowd.“From today on, I have no ties to the Winchester family. Enjoy the banquet.”Abigail’s POVMarcus drove me to the Winchester villa.“Want me to come in with you?” Marcus asked behind me.Hi......

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