The Counterfeit Heiress Stole My Life—So I Took It Back with Interest
Language: en
At my wedding reception, the counterfeit heiress leaned in close under the guise of offering a toast and gave me a provoking smile. “Happy wedding. I’ve slept with your husband, and he’s pretty good.” Furious, I slapped her right across the face. The next second, Liam publicly slapped me six times. “Chloe never fights or grabs for anything; she’s let you have everything, yet you still can’t tolerate her!” “I’d rather marry a dog than a woman as unpresentable as you!” With his order, I was locked in the basement and thrown into a pit filled with venomous snakes to reflect on my…