I was forced into an arranged marriage with Brandon Fuller, and he escaped 99 times.

The first time, I was left alone at the beach as I waited for the whole night.

The second time, he switched places with a homeless man and left me alone on the stage in humiliation.

Brandon finally gave in on the 99th time.

However, when I went to him with my wedding dress in my arms, I overheard his conversation with his friends.

“Brandon, are you really going to marry your true love seven days later? What about your arranged marriage, are you going to escape that?”

Brandon snorted.

“I must marry Poppy! As for arranged marriage, I’ll just simply host a fake wedding for her!

“She’s the one who caused my older sister’s death! Even though I was in love with her for seven years, she deserves to be stood up!”

I froze.

It turned out his promise was fake.

I turned around without any hesitation. Then, I called home.

“Mom, I’m still having that wedding, but please find a new husband for me.”

I sat on the cold ground with the hem of my wedding dress covered in soil.

Brandon Fuller looked down at me aloofly.

“Aspen, do you know how pathetic you look right now? You’re such an idiot! Do you really think I’ll marry you today?”

I heard snorts and snickers behind me.

Everyone was watching and laughing at this.

Brandon said with sharp eyes, “But I have completed my revenge. Aspen, this is the last time I’m going to do this to you! I’ll marry you next time.”

After he said that, he turned around and left.

I was expressionless as I stared at him leaving.

I had gone numb from all these tortures. I sneered and thought to myself, ‘Brandon, this is also the last chance I’m giving you.’

However, on that same night, I overheard Brandon’s conversation with his friends.

The words pierced through my heart like a dagger.

Without hesitation, I called my mother.

“What? Find you a new husband? Aspen, weren’t you in a seven-year relationship with Brandon? Why—”

“Let’s get Samuel Newton to be the groom.” I interrupted my mother.

My mother was immediately surprised. “I thought you didn’t get along with him. Aspen, are you sure you’re going to marry him?”

“Yes.”

After that, I ended the call.

Tears welled up in my eyes. Nine years ago, Brandon was hopelessly in love with me.

When I had to get an IV drip, he stayed the night in the hospital with me. He would drop everything and travel overseas just because of something I said. He even donated his kidney to me.

Everyone thought that we would be together forever, until an accident killed his older sister, Holly Fuller.

I tried to defend myself, but he kicked me ruthlessly and ground his foot on me.

“Why are you still pretending, Aspen? Don’t you just want that spot for the best postgraduate programme? Just tell me that you want it! I can buy it for you! Why did you kill Holly over it?”

His eyes were bloodshot when he shouted, “She’s practically your sister too! Aspen, I hate you. I’ll never be with you ever again.”

I had remembered what he said for a long time.

I did not expect to be in an arranged marriage with him two years later.

Brandon suddenly opened the door at the same moment.

He smashed a wine glass onto the floor. The glass shards cut my cheek, and blood immediately oozed out.

“Aspen, you’re finally going to marry me. Aren’t you happy now?” he glared at me as he said coldly.

“Don’t worry, even if we get married, I will not touch you. That seven-year relationship was nothing but a joke!”

My knuckles turned white.

I slowly removed the glass shards from my face.

“Alright, as you wish.”

I had no words to say anymore. It was useless trying to convince him. He would not believe me, and he would not look into it either.

The next day, I sat by myself in the car and wanted to leave.

“Ms. Anderson, are you really not going to wait for Mr. Fuller? Aren’t you going to view wedding dresses together?”

“No, thanks.”

After I said that, I stepped on the gas and went to the bridal shop.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped. When I was about to open the door, the shopkeeper stopped me politely.

“Ms. Anderson, I’m sorry. Our shop is closed for a private event today. Please come another day.”

I was stunned. A private event?

The next second, I saw a familiar figure.

In the bridal shop, Brandon was holding Poppy Taylor’s foot as he carefully planted a kiss on it.

“Poppy, I won’t marry her. I only love you, do you know that?”

“Who would like someone who killed their older sister?” Poppy said sarcastically. However, she suddenly caught my gaze.

“Brandon, look who’s here.”

After she said that, Brandon finally looked up and glared at me.

“You’re here to accompany me in trying out wedding dresses. Are you really going to let her in?”

My fingernails dug into my palm. I was about to turn around and leave.

The shopkeeper suddenly grabbed my hand. “Ms. Anderson, Mr. Fuller says you may enter.”

I did not hesitate and went in directly.

After all, I was here to retrieve my wedding dress. Even though I had switched the groom, I still wanted a beautiful wedding dress.

However, I had just entered when I saw Poppy cutting up a luxurious wedding dress with a pair of scissors. “How dare you display such an ugly wedding dress!”

I snatched the wedding dress over and slapped Poppy forcefully.

I had spent a lot of money and pulled all-nighters for a month to design this wedding dress.

“Aspen, how dare you?”

Brandon’s face immediately fell. He carefully wrapped his arms around Poppy. “I didn’t think you’d still be so vicious after two years.”

A hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

“Security!”

After he said that, his bodyguards surrounded me and grabbed my wrist.

My face turned to the side from the impact of the slap.

“Aspen, you shouldn’t have touched her, do you understand me?” Brandon glared at me as though he was looking at a dead person.

My heart throbbed in pain. He sounded like that when I was bullied nine years ago.

“I’ll make whoever gets close to Aspen and bullies her suffer!”

That person only touched one of my fingers, and Brandon broke all ten of his and locked him up in a freezer for three days.

One of the bodyguards slapped me again.

My cheeks turned red and swollen.

“Brandon, let’s just… forget about it. After all, I was the one who cut her wedding dress…” Poppy pretended to be understanding as she sounded pitiful.

“I’ve said before that anyone who dares to harm you will have to pay a thousand times more, even if that person is my fiancee.”

Brandon sounded extremely cold.

“Continue!”

The bodyguards kept slapping me.

My cheeks were burning in pain.

Brandon just silently watched.

Finally, after a long time, he finally said, “Stop.”

The bodyguard immediately released me.

I fell onto the floor, and the pain was brutal. “Ah…”

“Poppy, let’s go.”

Brandon did not even look at me. He held Poppy’s hand and wanted to leave.

That night, I lay on the hospital bed with ice bags on my cheeks.

“Aspen, your nemesis… Samuel. He said he wants to meet you.” My older brother, Martin Anderson, told me over the phone.

I smiled.

Was Samuel planning to laugh at me?

“I’m not meeting him.”

Martin paused. Then, he sounded a little hesitant when he said, “Even though you’ve fought for many years, he doesn’t actually dislike you. In fact, he…”

He paused. “Aspen, he just doesn’t know how to show that he cares.”

I frowned as I did not understand what Martin was saying.

“I’m tired, I’ll see him at the wedding venue in seven days.”