I Won An Award, But My Husband Shut Me Out
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After dedicating two grueling years abroad to support her husband James Fisher's family, a talented designer secures a life-changing international award worth five million dollars. Eager to celebrate, she calls James, only to be abruptly hung up on. Fearing the worst, she catches the next flight back. Instead of a crisis, she returns to a street lined with wedding cars and joyous crowds. There, she watches in horror as James joyfully carries another woman clad in a bridal gown.
I Won An Award, But My Husband Shut Me Out Summary
After dedicating two grueling years abroad to support her husband James Fisher's family, a talented designer secures a life-changing international award worth five million dollars. Eager to celebrate, she calls James, only to be abruptly hung up on. Fearing the worst, she catches the next flight back. Instead of a crisis, she returns to a street lined with wedding cars and joyous crowds. There, she watches in horror as James joyfully carries another woman clad in a bridal gown.
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I Won An Award, But My Husband Shut Me Out Chapter 1
After spending two years abroad caring for my husband James Fisher’s family, I unexpectedly won an international design award.
The prize? A jaw-dropping 5 million dollars.
The first thing I did was call James, excited to share the news. But he hung up on me before I could even get a word out.
Worried something might be wrong, I immediately booked a flight and flew home.
As soon as I pulled up to our street, I saw it—a long line of wedding cars, filling the narrow road. Laughter and cheers filled the air as everyone waited for the bride.
And there was James, looking sharp and full of energy, carrying a woman in a wedding dress out of the car.
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James looked ridiculously handsome, every strand of hair practically glowing, his whole face radiating joy.
He didn’t even notice me, standing there in the crowd, looking worn out and out of place.
As he stepped out of the car with the bride in his arms, an explosion of celebratory fireworks went off, shaking the ground and nearly bursting my eardrums.
I clenched my fists, the smoke stinging my eyes. It took me a few tries before I could finally open my mouth and call out, “James.”
The noise of the crowd swallowed my voice.
But James turned around for a brief moment, then got swept up by the cheering crowd, heading back inside with the bride.
Despite the loud drums and the festive atmosphere, I felt like I’d been plunged into an ice-cold abyss.
The joy and excitement I had carried home shattered into a million pieces, crushed by the sudden, brutal reality.
That door, the one I had dreamed of coming back to so many times, was right in front of me.
My homesickness had turned into a nightmare.
I watched as the noisy crowd followed them upstairs. I just stood there, frozen, unable to move.
James and I had been high school sweethearts. We dated for three years, and after we got married, I went abroad for two years to take care of his family so he could focus on finishing his studies.
How could he possibly marry someone else right under my nose?
I needed answers.
With that thought, I finally forced my feet to move and headed upstairs.
The door to the bridal room wasn’t even closed. I pushed it open and walked right in.
The room was full of noise and celebration, completely unaware of my arrival. Directly across from the door, James was grinning wide, sharing a candy with the bride.
A sharp pain crawled through my chest. The scene in front of me was so blindingly painful, it felt like I couldn’t breathe.
Before I could even call his name, James suddenly looked up, his eyes locking onto mine.
In that instant, shock and panic washed over his face.
He looked as though he’d forgotten where he was, his mouth snapping shut out of reflex.
The bride yelped, “James, what are you doing? You bit my lip!”
Everyone turned to look at me, and the bride angrily wiped the blood from her lips.
Across the room, through the layers of people, James and I stared at each other.
He quickly snapped out of it and rushed over. “Oh, Natalie! When did you get back? Why didn’t you tell me ahead of time?”
James looked at me with a warning in his eyes, gripping my arm tightly, almost painfully.
The bride, clearly annoyed by my interruption, gave me a hostile once-over before asking, “Who is she?”
Still holding my arm, James quickly tried to explain, “Oh, her? She’s the one I told you about… Natalie Clark, the one who’s been taking care of my mom…”
Before he could finish, I raised my hand and slapped him hard, twice.
The sharp sound of my hand hitting his face left everyone in the room stunned.
His head snapped to the side from the impact.
Before I could say anything, James straightened up and spat blood onto the floor. Then, trying to take control of the situation, he barked, “Natalie, don’t get out of line. Today is my wedding day with Quilla.”
I yanked my arm free from his grip, turned to the bride, and said, “I married him two years ago. What you’re doing is illegal. This is bigamy.”
The bride let out a shrill scream and turned to James, shouting, “James, you better have a damn good explanation for this!”
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Chapter 4 Ch. 4
Chapter 5 Ch. 5
Chapter 6 Ch. 6
Chapter 7 Ch. 7
Chapter 8 Ch. 8
Chapter 9 Ch. 9
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