Anthony Mitchell Facebook ad: “He Let Her Ruin My Matches, So I Married a Prince”

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I'd lived in the Royal Guard Commander's residence for seven years, and I still didn't have a single marriage prospect. It was all because of Aaron's so-called best friend, a girl who acted like one of the guys. Nothing delighted her more than "exposing" my true colors in public. If a man with an ordinary income showed interest in me, she'd say, "Vivian's vain. One of her dresses costs more than you make in a month. If she agrees to see you, she's just playing with you." If the man came from a prominent family, she'd say, "Vivian grew up without parents. She has no idea how to handle the duties that come with a public-facing family. How could she ever be a suitable partner?" She was always so pleased with herself afterward, convinced she'd rescued another innocent man from my clutches. And every time, Aaron would stand right there and back her up, telling them she wasn't lying. Aunt Clara had pleaded with Aaron about it, time and time again. He never cared. "She's been trailing after me since we were kids. If no one else wants her, I can always keep her on the side." The humiliation was more than I could bear. In the end, I sent a long, rambling email to the man whose life I'd saved last year. Stumbling over every word, I typed: "Have you ever heard the saying... that if you save someone's life, that person is supposed to marry their savior?" ... I'd been waiting more than half a month for this match, and once again, it was ruined before it even began. Half a year ago, I attended a Royal Academy charity banquet with Commander Adrian's three daughters. There was an art auction that night. An embroidered piece I had restored sold for a high price, and a short poem I read aloud drew a round of applause. Royal Councilor Lawson's wife took an immediate interest in me, even making a point to ask Grace about my background. The very next day, I heard she was contacting my Aunt Clara to arrange a formal introduction with her youngest son, Henry. The news made me happy for days. I'd heard Mrs. Lawson was gentle and kind, and that Henry was well-educated, with a respectable job and handsome features. For a match like that to fall to a girl like me—an orphan living in someone else's home—was more than I had ever dared to hope for. Grace, Chloe, and Emma were genuinely happy for me. They helped me pick out what to wear and even looked up the restaurant menu in advance. But on the day of the meeting, I waited in the sitting room for what felt like forever. Mrs. Lawson's car never arrived. Nearly an hour after our appointment, the guard at the gate finally came in to tell me Mrs. Lawson had changed her mind. She'd gone to see another girl instead. He'd barely finished speaking when Sierra Vale strolled in. The daughter of the Windridge Pack Alpha and a warrior who'd served on the northern border, she tossed her car keys to a staff member and clapped her hands together with a laugh. "Good thing I caught her in time. Henry would have definitely regretted it later." She lifted her chin at me. "I told Mrs. Lawson that aside from your pretty embroidery and a few lines of angsty poetry, there's nothing impressive about you." "Her son is going into politics. He needs a partner who can handle the media and public events, not someone who'll drag him down for the rest of his life." This wasn't the first time Sierra had used lies to humiliate me and ruin my chances of leaving. Normally, no one would end a potential match over one person's word. But every single time, Aaron backed her up. Sierra was the daughter of a powerful border Alpha. Aaron Cole was the only son of the Royal Guard Commander and a Captain himself, from a pack sworn directly to the capital. Compared to a girl who lived under someone else's roof and was rarely seen in public, of course outsiders would believe them. When Sierra finished, she slapped Aaron lightly on the shoulder. "Well, brother? Saved another innocent man, didn't I?" Aaron paus......

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He Let Her Ruin My Matches, So I Married a Prince