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James does it all. He watches his bride walk down the aisle to him, he lifts her veil, smiles and kisses her when the priest asks him to. All was right. He could practically hear the cha-ching of money as his company was now officially merged with her father's. Maybe he also liked her smile and the sound of her voice. But disaster strikes. Who had he married?

When he learns that his good for nothing brother had knocked up the girl he was engaged to, he feels the first stab of betrayal. The sweet, innocent girl he had married instead didn't seem so sweet to him anymore. No amount of money made James swallow this utter humiliation. He seeks revenge. From who else but his wrong bride?

Becoming His Wrong Bride

His thoughts had frozen his hands midway, the cold water dripping on his feet brought him back. His eyebrows tensed with determination to keep his family safe, Galan tore away a strip of the red washcloth and tied it around the babe's arm to hide the scar that marred her future in the clan, but the red cloth sealed her fate.


36 - Ari