After Marrying My Enemy, I Ran Away!

With her scandalous reputation threatening to ruin the Powell family, a notorious young noblewoman is forced into an arranged marriage with Prince Laurant Grant, a royal equally famous for his debauchery. Yet, their forced union takes an unexpected turn on their very first day as husband and wife. A chance encounter in a local bookstore reveals a surprising, shared secret when they both drop the exact same books of paintings. Can these two black sheep find an unexpected connection?

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Chapter 3

"Monica, you also have something to be afraid of. If you want to break off the engagement, you figure it out yourself!"

I was about to be infuriated by Laurant.

The emperor had arranged several marriages for him before me. Every time, he would cancel the marriage within three days.

He knew that I couldn't hold my temper, so he deliberately provoked me.

With a disgusted attitude towards him, I kissed Laurant on the face and said, "What a coincidence, I have admired you for a long time. Being able to marry you is a blessing from my previous life."

I was really unlucky.

I saw Laurant's chest heaving. He must be very angry.

Let's see who breaks first.

Clap, clap, a burst of enthusiastic applause.

I knew I didn't choose the wrong person. If I had arranged a marriage contract for you a few years earlier, I could have hugged my grandson earlier.

My pupils dilated and my limbs stiffened.

Why that the emperor and my father would suddenly appear here?

They believed that Laurant and I were in love. And they were afraid that we couldn't restrain ourselves, so they directly moved the wedding, originally scheduled for half a year later, to next month.

My father invited more than a dozen embroiderers to the mansion to make my wedding dress day and night.

He was so considerate. I was about to cry.

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