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In the shadowy corners of a city where love and betrayal intertwine, Fletcher Reynolds stands on the brink of a new life. Five years after losing everything—his fiancée, his child, and ultimately, his own sense of self—he’s clawed his way back to the top, only to find his heart still shackled to the memory of Ashley. The world may view him as a billionaire with a perfect new fiancée, June, but beneath the surface brews a tempest of unresolved feelings and bitter hatred for the woman he believes abandoned him.
As Fletcher prepares to marry June, whispers of Ashley's existence linger in the air, igniting a firestorm of emotions he thought he had buried. When a tantalizing lead resurfaces, he finds himself spiraling back into the depths of obsession. Why can’t he let her go? What secrets lie behind her sudden disappearance? June clings to the hope of a future with Fletcher, but can love truly flourish when shadows of the past loom large?
As the tension builds, Fletcher’s quest to uncover the truth about Ashley leads him down a path fraught with danger and heartbreak. Will he find closure, or will the past consume him whole? In a world where love can turn to ashes, the stakes rise high, and every choice could change the course of their lives forever.
When Death Do Us PartChapter 1
Five years after my death, Fletcher Reynolds fully recovered from his illness and finally clawed his way up to become a billionaire.
He showed up at a press conference with his new flame, answering questions from reporters.
“Mr. Reynolds, word is that when you were diagnosed with leukemia, it was your fiancée who donated the bone marrow to save you?”
“That’s right.”
Fletcher took the microphone. “But at the lowest point of my life, that cold-hearted woman aborted our child and left me. It was June who stayed by my side day and night, never leaving me for a moment. That was when I decided I would spend the rest of my life with her.”
The moment those words left his mouth, the entire city of Bayshore swooned over the perfect love story between Fletcher Reynolds and his childhood sweetheart, June Balfe.
And they all cursed me as the villain—saying I deserved to be struck by lightning.
They said I was inhuman, that I abandoned my sick fiancée, got rid of our baby, drained him of money and fled overseas.
After the press conference, June noticed he wasn’t looking well. Putting on her most understanding expression, she asked,