Marry My Ex's Sworn Enemy (Sonya) novel Chapter 1

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Chapter 1: My Boyfriend’s Getting Married, and It’s Not to Me 

“Mr. Sullivan, I agree to marry you.” 

Before making the call, Sonya Ella downed half a bottle of vodka, the kind that burned going 

down. 

There was silence at the other end. Then, she heard a gravelly voice laced with undisguised irritation. Clearly, he was roused from sleep. 

“Do 

to you have any 

idea what time it is?” 

Sonya hadn’t checked. She glanced at her phone. It was 2:30 AM. 

“Sorry, I’ll call you tomorrow.” 

“Okay.” 

“Huh?” 

“But I’m leaving for a business trip overseas tomorrow. I’ll be back in about a month. We’ll married then.” 

‘Fine.” 

Hanging up, Sonya felt dazed. 

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Two weeks ago, her aunt Millie Williams, back in her small hometown, called to set her up on a blind date. Millie described the guy as the grandson of Mrs. Alice Sullivan, their neighbor. Apparently, he was a straight–A student, graduated from a top university in Chicago, landed a high–paying job with great benefits, and even got bonuses on holidays 

She’d verbally agreed, intending to blow it off later. But that night, he called. He said he didn’t have time for dating, and even less for a relationship. If she agreed, he wanted to skip all that and marry her. 

“Crazy guy,” she’d thought. 

But he hadn’t given her a chance to refuse. He just said she could think about it and then hung up. 

The truth was, she hadn’t thought about it for the past two weeks. Yet, tonight, she said yes. 

She opened her phone and checked the trending news. It was still a whirlwind. 

A–list actress, Seraphina West, was rumored to be pregnant, and the father was a married, Oscar–winning actor. Shortly after Seraphina was branded a “home–wrecker,” the heir to the Jennings family, Julian Jennings, stepped forward, proclaiming himself Seraphina’s boyfriend and the father of her child. He announced their impending nuptials. 

Despite considerable skepticism, he released a video of him proposing to Seraphina at her recent birthday party. He went down on one knee, asking her to marry him. 

Public opinion swung wildly; fans and the public alike sent their well–wishes. 

The top trending topic remained: Seraphina West’s Impending Wedding to Julian Jennings. Sonya found the whole thing darkly ironic. 

If Seraphina was Julian’s girlfriend, what was she? What were those eight years they’d spent together? She’d been a fool, and she was finally cutting her losses. 

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Chapter 1 My Boxfiend’s Getting M 

She decided to marry Henry Sullivan because he’d once said, ‘I want a life with my wife like most ordinary couples–mutual support, respect, and growing old together.” 

It was simple, but that was exactly the life she wanted, a life Julian wouldn’t give her. After collecting herself, she packed her stuff. The mansion was Julian’s; she needed to leave. She had an early shift, so she only slept for a couple of hours. 

As she went downstairs, she saw Julian sprawled on the couch. His hair was a mess, and he was frowning. He’d obviously overdone it last night and was hungover. 

She ignored him and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. 

While boiling water for noodles, Julian stumbled in, reeking of alcohol. He wrapped his arms. around her from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder. 

“Ugh, my head’s killing me. Make me some hangover soup.” 

Sonya frowned. Go sit down for a minute.” 

He mumbled with his eyes closed, “I just want to hold you for a bit.” 

“You smell awful.” 

“Do I?” He sniffed himself.“Okay, I’ll go shower first.” 

Back in the kitchen, Sonya pulled a box from the top cabinet. Inside were the ingredients for her special hangover soup. Julian frequently had work dinners and would drink heavily; it was taking a toll on his liver. She’d consulted an herbalist and developed a recipe tailored to his health. 

The preparation was complex and time–consuming, requiring constant attention. Stirring the broth, she chuckled bitterly. Eight years of tending to him, warming his stomach, but never his heart. 

Well, this last act of care would be a period to her eight–year love. 

When Julian came down after his shower, Sonya placed a steaming bowl of soup in front of him. He to talk about last night. 

rubbed his temples while sipping it, seemingly unwilli 

“Congratulations,” Sonya said, breaking the silence. 

Julian looked up, his handsome face slightly puzzled.“Congratulations on what?” 

“Congratulations on finally getting Miss West to say yes after all these years of proposing to her, on her birthday,” Sonya said calmly. 

She’d always known Julian loved Seraphina. It had been 15 years, from junior high to now. Every year on Seraphina’s birthday, he proposed to her, even during their eight years together. 

Did she not care? 

Of course she did! 

But she loved Julian too much 

much that she chose to ignore her own feelings. 

Julian frowned. “You saw the news?” 

Sonya looked at him, silent. 

Julian nodded, matter–of–factly.“Seraphina and I are getting a fake marriage. We’ll divorce once. the scandal dies down.” 

“A fake marriage?” Sonya laughed incredulously. “Will you guys get a marriage license and have a 

wedding?” 

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“Of course. Our families wouldn’t approve otherwise.” 

“So, how is that a fake marriage?”