April Fools “Surprise” Husband Divorcing Me For His “Pure” Girl novel Chapter 12

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

My parents, my brother Jason, and our family’s adopted golden child Jennifer were waiting at the airport entrance.

Jason lunged for my suitcase. “Emma-are you insane? You bail, we’re screwed!”

The company’s bleeding out waiting for Holden’s money!”

Mom swiped my purse while I was off-guard. “Honey, I heard everything. Just wait the stupid month out-they’ll divorce, it’ll be fine.”

“Quit being dramatic!”

Jennifer floated over, voice dripping honey. “Emma… I get it. You’re hurt.”

“But we’re family.”

“Can’t you put us first? Just once?”

Once?

Eighteen-I handed her the shares Grandpa left me.

Twenty-one-I walked away from the marriage Grandpa arranged with the York heir. Because she wanted him.

Twenty-two-I drank until my stomach bled closing a deal for the company.

Twenty-five-I took the fall when Jason embezzled funds to save his precious reputation.

Every. Single. Time. Brushed off as “family obligation.”

But since they dragged me back into this house-who’s ever put me first?

All their love? Poured into Jennifer. Their real daughter. The perfect one.

Jason? A leech in designer clothes.

If Holden hadn’t walked into my life-hadn’t been that one bright spot-I would’ve cracked years ago.

He saw me. Got me.

When he was around, Jennifer’s little digs stopped. My parents backed off.

I fell hard. Needed him. Clung to him like he was oxygen.

I was counting down to our wedding.

Thought once I had my own family, I could finally breathe.

That’s why I swallowed every boundary Phoebe crossed. Just hold on a little longer.

Now? That last shred of hope? Gone.

“My purse. Now.”

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Chapter 3

I held out my hand. Dead calm.

Mom’s eyes darted. She didn’t move.

“Come home. We’ll talk when you’re thinking straight.”

Jason was vibrating. “Emma! Please! Just get us through this!”

“Once the money comes through, you can do whatever you want!”

I looked at my spoiled baby brother.

“How much does this family need before it stops auctioning me off?”

Jason froze.

Then stammered out some ridiculous number.

I nodded. Pulled out my phone.

Found an unsaved contact. Dialed.

Five rings.

“Three hundred million. Bride price. You agree, we’re married tomorrow.”

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