Her Scissors Cut My Hair, But His Betrayal Cut Deeper - Chapter 129: Chapter 129
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When news of Jonah breaking our engagement reached my family, Dad's eyes held no anger anymore—just profound disappointment.
As punishment, I was forced to kneel for three days without food.
Meanwhile, Dad and my stepmother rushed to the Blake mansion, desperate to salvage the arrangement.
As if deliberately rubbing salt in our wounds, the very next day, Jonah's engagement announcement spread throughout the city.
Rumors said his new fiancée came from an ordinary family.
Yet Jonah was supposedly madly in love with her—willing to abandon his girlfriend of seven years and defy his parents' wishes to marry her.
Jonah's friends started bombarding me with messages:
[Madison, Jonah still cares about you. Try another suicide attempt—that might bring him back.]
[Use your bedroom skills! Isn't that how you hooked him in the first place?]
[Your reputation is already trash. Who besides Jonah would want you now? All men play around—you shouldn't have embarrassed him publicly.]
I didn't respond to a single message.
During my seven years with Jonah, his friends never respected me. They were just enjoying my downfall.
Tear down the fallen—human nature at its finest.
Dad summoned me to the living room.
His grim expression made my stomach knot.
I knew he and my stepmother had been frantically searching for another prestigious family for me to marry into.
But after years of Jonah systematically destroying my reputation, not a single respectable man would consider me.
"Madison," Dad's voice was low and serious. "We must secure an alliance with the Blake family."
"Since you've failed, we'll have to follow our original agreement. Your sister will marry Vincent Blake."
I jerked my head up, staring at him in disbelief.
Vincent was Jonah's uncle, eight years older than me and twelve years older than my sister!
He was the true power behind the Blake empire, rumored to be ruthless and brutal.
Worse still, he'd suffered a major accident a month ago and remained in a coma—essentially a vegetable!
"Dad, that's insane! How can she marry someone in a coma?" My voice cracked.
"Madison, this isn't your decision to make," my stepmother said smoothly.
"Our family business is on the brink of collapse. We need the Blake connection to survive. If you older sisters won't sacrifice, how will your brother inherit anything worthwhile?"
My half-brother Tyler had become the center of my parents' universe since his birth.
My sister and I were just pawns, sacrificial pieces in their game.
I dug my nails into my palms until they bled, feeling nothing.
After a long silence, I raised my head.
"I'll take my sister's place."
As punishment, I was forced to kneel for three days without food.
Meanwhile, Dad and my stepmother rushed to the Blake mansion, desperate to salvage the arrangement.
As if deliberately rubbing salt in our wounds, the very next day, Jonah's engagement announcement spread throughout the city.
Rumors said his new fiancée came from an ordinary family.
Yet Jonah was supposedly madly in love with her—willing to abandon his girlfriend of seven years and defy his parents' wishes to marry her.
Jonah's friends started bombarding me with messages:
[Madison, Jonah still cares about you. Try another suicide attempt—that might bring him back.]
[Use your bedroom skills! Isn't that how you hooked him in the first place?]
[Your reputation is already trash. Who besides Jonah would want you now? All men play around—you shouldn't have embarrassed him publicly.]
I didn't respond to a single message.
During my seven years with Jonah, his friends never respected me. They were just enjoying my downfall.
Tear down the fallen—human nature at its finest.
Dad summoned me to the living room.
His grim expression made my stomach knot.
I knew he and my stepmother had been frantically searching for another prestigious family for me to marry into.
But after years of Jonah systematically destroying my reputation, not a single respectable man would consider me.
"Madison," Dad's voice was low and serious. "We must secure an alliance with the Blake family."
"Since you've failed, we'll have to follow our original agreement. Your sister will marry Vincent Blake."
I jerked my head up, staring at him in disbelief.
Vincent was Jonah's uncle, eight years older than me and twelve years older than my sister!
He was the true power behind the Blake empire, rumored to be ruthless and brutal.
Worse still, he'd suffered a major accident a month ago and remained in a coma—essentially a vegetable!
"Dad, that's insane! How can she marry someone in a coma?" My voice cracked.
"Madison, this isn't your decision to make," my stepmother said smoothly.
"Our family business is on the brink of collapse. We need the Blake connection to survive. If you older sisters won't sacrifice, how will your brother inherit anything worthwhile?"
My half-brother Tyler had become the center of my parents' universe since his birth.
My sister and I were just pawns, sacrificial pieces in their game.
I dug my nails into my palms until they bled, feeling nothing.
After a long silence, I raised my head.
"I'll take my sister's place."
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