LOGINOn her birthday, Jasmine instead received destruction. Her face was ruined by an accident, and the love she believed would last forever collapsed in an instant. “I’m disgusted by the way you look now,” Christopher said coldly, canceling their wedding without guilt. “Didn’t you promise you would stay with me?” Jasmine’s voice trembled. “That promise applied when you were still perfect,” the man replied cruelly. The betrayal did not stop there. Christopher chose Valentina—Jasmine’s stepsister, who had long been jealous and full of ambition. Even more painful, Jasmine’s biological father took Valentina’s side. The house turned into hell; insults and mockery became daily fare. Leaving with wounds and shattered pride, Jasmine nearly lost everything—until fate brought her together with a mysterious old man. Jasmine’s courage in saving the old man led her to Jaden King, the heir to a respected business empire. “You don’t need to be perfect to be worthy,” Jaden said gently, looking at Jasmine without disgust, without pity. From a discarded woman, Jasmine rose to become the wife of a business ruler. When she returned, Christopher and Valentina laughed at her. “Jaden King’s wife? Don’t joke,” they mocked. But the laughter turned into fear when Jaden appeared and said firmly, “She is my wife. And starting today, your lives are over.” Love, betrayal, rebirth, and revenge—will Jasmine forgive, or will she settle every wound that once destroyed her? Is this conversation helpful so far?
View More“What do you mean, Mother?” Jasmine turned her head slowly. Her gaze was cold, sharp, and distant—as if the woman before her was no longer someone she had ever called mother. “Do you think I still hope for Christopher?” Her lips curved into a thin smile filled with irony. “Do you think I still want that marriage?”She let out a soft chuckle. A brief, hollow laugh, devoid of joy.“Haha. Of course not.”Yet behind those words, her chest felt tight. Old wounds were torn open once more. Promises, love, and a future she had once believed in so deeply were now nothing but ruins. Not because she still wanted them—but because everything had been ripped away from her in the cruelest way.Florentina stared at Jasmine with a sharp gaze. Her arms were crossed over her chest, her posture rigid, as if she were judging a defendant. “Stop lying!” she shouted harshly, without a shred of empathy. “Do you think we’re stupid? This is all too much of a coincidence!”Before Jasmine could respond, another v
Jasmine staggered as she left the reception hall, which was still filled with the glow of crystal lights and the laughter of invited guests. Wedding music could still be faintly heard from behind the large doors slowly closing behind her. The white gown that wrapped her body—the gown she was supposed to wear as a bride—was now stained with brownish blood. Her own blood.She stopped on the sidewalk, lowered her head, then let out a soft laugh. A laugh that sounded more like a suppressed sob.“How ridiculous my life is,” she murmured quietly.The night wind swept through her disheveled hair. A sharp sting spread across her face every time the cold air touched the wounds that were not yet fully covered by bandages. The skin of her face felt tight, aching, and burning. Her hands were still trembling, her palms and fingers covered in dried blood, remnants of wounds that had not even been cleaned yet.But Jasmine did not care.She sat on an empty park bench, hugging her knees to herself. He
Jasmine walked into the building where Christopher and Valentina’s wedding reception was being held, with beautiful hair and an elegant gown. She carried a box that might contain a gift for Christopher and Valentina. The atmosphere of the place looked solemn and warm, with sparkling lights and soft music.However, Jasmine could not enjoy the atmosphere. Jasmine’s eyes were immediately fixed on the two people who were now king and queen, Christopher and Valentina. They stood on the stage, with happy smiles and sparkling eyes. Christopher held Valentina’s hand, and the two of them looked like a perfect couple.Jasmine felt as if she were being slashed by a very sharp knife. Her heart ached terribly, and she could not suppress the flames of jealousy burning inside her. She saw Christopher’s smile directed at Valentina, and she felt as if she were about to explode.Jasmine did not realize that she had crushed the glass in her hand until it shattered. The sound of the breaking glass made s
Jasmine stared in shock and disbelief, her eyes widening with profound astonishment. She saw Valentina still clinging tightly to Christopher, her face full of pretense and fear. The fragments of the flower vase slipped from her hand, and she felt as if she were waking up from a nightmare.Her hands trembled as Jasmine tried to speak, but no sound came out. She felt as though she were being strangled by sorrow and disappointment. “W-What… what are you doing, Valentina?” she finally managed to say, her voice shaking.“Why are you asking Valentina? We should be the ones asking you that, Jasmine!” Florentina shouted in a high voice, her gaze sharp and piercing.Christopher looked at Jasmine with cold, furious eyes. “What were you going to do to Valentina, Jasmine?!” he asked, his voice filled with anger.Valentina grew even more hysterical, clinging tightly to Christopher. “Chris, please help me! She wants to kill me! I’m really scared!” she screamed this time, her voice full of pretense.






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