Dumped for My Stepsister, Married Into the Mafia novel Chapter 1

On the day of our wedding, Justin had someone take off my wedding dress so he could personally put it on my younger stepsister. He cut me an icy look. "I'll make you my wife, but my love belongs to Felicia. We'll get our marriage license after the wedding."

The people around us laughed, betting that I wouldn't wait around for Justin like I had before. After all, I'd held on for five years to keep this engagement.

But the moment I walked out of the church, I made a call. "Elizabeth, about your proposition the other day, my answer's yes."

That night, I took a private jet and flew to my new home.

From that moment on, my world was completely cut off from Justin's.

Five years later, I attended a banquet with my daughter, only to run into Justin at the entrance. I hadn't seen him in five years, and he flashed a humorless smile when he saw my daughter, whom I was holding.

"So, you've come crawling back after five years. Why not put the child under Felicia's care from now on? I might just let her call me 'Dad'," he sneered.

He had no idea the child wasn't his.

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When I heard someone calling my name, I spun instinctively and found myself staring at Justin, whom I hadn't seen in five years. Tucked beside him was my younger stepsister, Felicia Swanson.

"Camille, it really is you! I didn't think you'd come back for Justin," Felicia exclaimed.

Justin's eyes lingered on me,lit with surprise. But he feigned nonchalance as he said, "I told you she was like a dog. There's no shaking her off."

His friends burst into laughter behind him.

"Share with us your dog-training tips when you have the time, Justin," someone joked.

"She even dolled up! Do you think it's so she can fake a run-in with Justin?"

"She'll probably die of heartbreak if she finds out Justin's already married."

Felicia covered her mouth with a hand, giggling as she looped her arm through Justin's, gloating. "You might not know this, Camille.

"After you threw a fit and bolted from the wedding, Dad decided to let me take your place as the bride."

I'd been deeply in love with Justin five years ago, and I didn't mind waiting for him to marry me, even when he kept putting off our wedding because of Felicia. In the end, he had my wedding dress taken off on the big day itself so he could put it on Felicia instead.

That day onward, I vowed to stop loving him.

More importantly, I now had a husband who loved me and a daughter who was too adorable for words. I had no reason to be hung up on a piece of trash like Justin.

The banquet this evening was meant to be a birthday celebration for my daughter, organized by my husband. I didn't want to get worked up on this special day.

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