I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis

I don’t even remember how I got out of that house.

All I had was one single, sharp conclusion echoing through my head—

I must not be their daughter.

And I had to find out the truth.

It was the only explanation I could cling to—because otherwise, how could I live with the idea that my own parents were capable of being this cruel?

The moment I got back to my apartment, I collapsed into bed. I didn’t move until my phone started ringing.

It was Ivanna.

I didn’t wait for her to ask anything—I just blurted out everything my parents had done.

And, yes... I also told her about the one-night stand.

I left out the proposal.

Ivanna let out a scream so high-pitched it could probably shatter glass and murder all the plants in my apartment.

ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ NovᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt

“You had a one-night stand?! And you didn’t FaceTime me live from the scene?!”