Queen Of Revenge And Glory (Victoria and Jackson) novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1 I Want To Marry You

"Victoria, we need to break up. It turns out I'm actually the heir to the Fairbank family, one of the most powerful families in Benwig City. You're just a country girl who sells herbs. You're not good enough for me anymore."

Victoria Binder had just received a call from her boyfriend, Gavin Alvarado—no, Gavin Fairbank now.

She had been about to tell him that she was the long-lost daughter of a wealthy family herself, but before she could say a word, she heard him claim she wasn't good enough for him.

She let out a silent, cold laugh. The medicinal herbs she grew were incredibly valuable. Countless rich and influential families were trying to buy them at high prices.

Her products had even appeared several times at the largest auction house in Benwig City.

Gavin's arrogant voice came through the phone again. "With my status now, I need to marry a proper heiress from a family that matches mine.

"But since we dated for two months, I won't treat you badly. Before I marry someone suitable, you can stay with me. Even after I get married, I can still keep you as my—"

Before he could finish, Victoria snapped, "Asshole. If you want to break up, then we're done." She hung up immediately.

The handsome man standing in front of her, Jackson Thornton, raised an eyebrow. He had been waiting for her response.

He smiled. "So? You just found out you're the heiress of the Binder family, one of the richest families in Benwig City, and you still got dumped?"

Victoria looked up at him and smiled brightly. "Funny coincidence. He just told me that he's the heir to a wealthy family in Benwig City and that I'm not good enough for him."

Then her expression shifted, turning doubtful. "Wait a second. This whole thing about being the real daughter or real son of some rich family... Isn't that some new kind of scam going around?"

Jackson paused for a moment, then smiled. "Of course not. You really are the true daughter of the Binder family."

Victoria gave a nonchalant hum. She took the basket off her back, sat down on a chair, and began sorting the herbs she had just picked.

"Then who are you?" she asked. "Why are you the one coming to find me instead of my biological parents?"

Jackson glanced at the shabby house in front of him, then looked at Victoria, who sat casually on a small stool.

He said, "If nothing unexpected happens, I'll soon be your fiancé. I'm Jackson, the eldest son of the Thornton family in Benwig City."

Victoria almost slipped off her stool. She stared at him in shock. "What? Fiancé?"

"That's right. But as you can see, I'm disabled now. I lost the use of my legs last month." Sitting in his wheelchair, Jackson lifted a hand and pointed at his legs, giving a helpless smile.

"I see. And what does that have to do with you coming to find me today?" Victoria asked.

Then she suddenly understood. "Wait. Are you saying that I'm the real daughter of the wealthy Binder family, and that they're planning to bring me back and have me marry you?"

Jackson nodded, a hint of admiration in his eyes. "Exactly."

Victoria's gaze flickered.

Jackson continued, "Because of my legs, I'm about to be dumped. Just like you."

Victoria caught on quickly. "So the one who was supposed to marry you was the Binder family's adopted daughter. But now that you're disabled, she doesn't want to marry you anymore."

Jackson nodded again. "Yes. That's exactly it."

Victoria almost let out a bitter laugh. "Then why don't you look upset at all?"

Jackson said calmly, "You just got dumped by your boyfriend, and you don't look upset either."

"He's just trash. Good riddance." Victoria curled her lips in disdain.

Jackson studied her, the admiration in his eyes deepening. "You're surprisingly chill about it."

Victoria let out a small scoff. "Of course. Why waste time and energy feeling bad over someone who isn't worth it?"

She had started dating Gavin after saving his life by chance two years ago. After that, he had chased after her nonstop, using gratitude as an excuse.

For two whole years, he acted devoted, as if he would never marry anyone but her.

He didn't seem to have any serious flaws. She figured having a man around could help her take care of the herb garden and keep other men from bothering her, so she agreed to date him.

But if one looked more carefully, her features were actually very refined. Her eyes were bright and clear, and there was strength in the way she looked at people.

There was no trace of disrespect in Jackson's gaze. He looked sincere. "Yes. After meeting you, I'm sure I want to marry you. I just don't know if you're willing to give me a chance."

Victoria studied his face. She had to admit that he was strikingly handsome, the kind of man who wouldn't be forgotten even in a huge crowd. His features were sharp, and his face was well-defined.

What stood out the most was his eyes. Even after going through something as serious as losing the use of his legs, they were still clear. There was no bitterness or confusion.

Victoria glanced at his legs again. "What's going on with them?"

"They were broken with a wooden club last month," Jackson said. "I've had many well-known doctors take a look. They all said my legs are beyond saving. I'll never stand again."

"Pull up your pant legs. Let me see," said Victoria.

"Okay." Jackson did as she said, lifting his pant legs to reveal his knees and lower legs, covered in scars.

Victoria's expression darkened. She set the herbs aside, stood up, and walked over to him. Then she bent down and pressed carefully on his knees.

The pain made Jackson frown, but he didn't make a sound.

"They can be treated," Victoria said firmly.

Hope lit up in Jackson's eyes at once.

Thinking about how her birth parents had ignored her existence for so many years, Victoria made up her mind. She would go back to Benwig City and take her place as the Binder family's true daughter. She wanted to meet them face to face.

She clapped her hands lightly and sat back down on the small stool. "I can marry you."

Jackson raised an eyebrow. "Do you have any conditions?"

Victoria tilted her head and smiled brightly. "Listen to you. Do I need conditions to marry you? You're so good-looking. If I fix your legs, I'll be the one getting the better deal."

Jackson hadn't expected her to be so straightforward. His brow lifted higher, and he let out a soft laugh. "Alright. Then it's settled. I'll wait for you to return to the Binder family."