Three Years Prisoned for Him, I Married His Uncle after FreedomChapter 1
I took the fall for Gabriel and spent three years in prison for him.
When I was sentenced, he held my hand, sobbing uncontrollably. he swore that he’d marry no one but me, promising to wait for me until the day I was released.
On the day I got out, he didn’t come to pick me up. I walked over ten kilometers on foot to his family’s old estate, just to attend his mother’s birthday banquet.
When I arrived, I saw him holding another woman in his arms. He didn’t miss the chance to mock me. “A woman who’s been to prison thinks she’s worthy of marrying into *The Prince Family*?”
That’s when I realized—he had fallen in love with someone else during those three years.
Heartbroken and numb, I turned around and agreed to the arranged marriage my parents had set up.
On the day of my wedding, I sat before the vanity mirror, touching up my makeup in my wedding gown.
Suddenly, Gabriel barged in with his friends, laughing hysterically.
“Nora, are you that desperate to be my dirty little mistress? You even stole The Prince Family’s wedding gown to force me into marriage? How shameless can you be?”