After Huxley Betrayed Me at Our Wedding

After turning down Colby Harris' proposal for the 99th time, I was taken aback when I received a wedding invitation from him. The bride wasn't me, but his former flame, Georgina Lawrence. Feeling completely disillusioned, I impulsively accepted Huxley Griffin's proposal, a prominent figure in London society.

Huxley was so ecstatic that he organized a grand fireworks display, publicly announcing our engagement. I thought I had found someone who would bring me lifelong happiness. That was until I accidentally overheard a conversation between him and a friend.

"You really don't have that bad of a taste, but causing a car accident on the wedding day is a bit extreme, isn't it?" There was a cold chuckle that followed.

"It's about her rare blood type to treat Georgina. I've already devoted the rest of my life to this. What more can she want?"

"The title of Mrs. Griffin is just compensation for her being a walking blood bank."

In that moment, I realized my supposed happiness was nothing but a massive conspiracy, and the man I considered my savior was actually a predator aiming to drag me into an abyss.

Back in my room, I made an appointment for an abortion.

"Ms. Bailey, you have a rare blood type and a serious clotting disorder. An abortion is extremely risky for you. Are you certain about this?"

"I am sure. Please proceed with scheduling it."

I signed the consent form without hesitation, choosing to gamble my life on the operating table rather than be used as a blood source for Georgina by Huxley.

Dr. Zen Silva sighed and set the surgery for the following morning. As I left the doctor's office, I ran into Huxley.

He was holding a lunch box, with a faint trace of lipstick on his collar. Seeing me, he paused, then anxiously took my hand, asking with concern, "Adaline, what brings you to the hospital? Are you feeling unwell?"

I pulled my hand away, replying coolly, "I'm fine."

Seeing my distant demeanor, he frowned slightly, "Adaline, are you upset because I haven't been home much lately? Georgina's condition has been unstable, and her parents begged me to help. I couldn’t refuse."

"Don't worry, after we get married, I'll make time for you. Haven't you always wanted to visit those charming coastal towns? We can choose one for our honeymoon."

The genuine care and affection he showed were convincing. Knowing I was with Colby didn't deter him; he remained steadfastly by my side. Colby rejected me for Georgina 99 times, while Huxley proposed 99 times, humbling himself in pursuit of me despite his esteemed status. How could I not be moved?

So, after letting go of my obsession with Colby, I firmly chose Huxley, believing he would be my salvation and unwavering support. But it turned out his sincerity was all a facade. His proclaimed love for me was just to keep me close, ensuring I willingly offered my blood to Georgina.

I took a step back, saying, "Huxley,