All Chapters of Reborn For Revenge: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Look at you, all dolled up. Doesn’t change where you came from, though,” Mother’s voice cut through the silence like a blade as she entered the room. I sat motionless, staring at my reflection in the mirror, my bridal makeup freshly done. Her presence was like a dark cloud looming over the most important day of my life.“Father can’t make it today. He’s not feeling well,” she said, her gaze locking onto mine as I remained seated on the white couch, feeling the weight of her disdain. She smirked, tilting her head slightly. “You didn’t expect him to walk you down the aisle, did you?” she asked, her words dripping with mockery.Her next words struck deeper than I anticipated. “You’re not even really family. Anyway, congratulations on your marriage,” she added with a bitter tone. “If you think you’ll be happy... go ahead. Try to be happy.” I stayed silent, my mind swirling with memories of the torment I endured in that house. The countless beatings for things I never did. The times I to

“Faith, isn’t that wedding gown a bit much? Only crazies wear something like that,” a woman’s voice echoed from behind me, sharp and cutting through the air. I glanced up, my heart skipping a beat as my eyes locked onto a sight I never thought I’d see. Elena, my sister, was striding down the aisle in a white wedding gown. My mind froze. The audacity. Her heels clicked loudly against the floor, each step demanding attention, drawing every eye in the room toward her. “The party ended early,” she mocked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Oh, didn’t hear? The dress code was all white. You understand, right?” she said, the mockery in her tone so obvious it made my stomach churn.Without hesitation, she pushed Mia aside, invading my space, as if this moment—*my* moment—was hers to steal. She had always been like this, always needing to be the center of attention.“Excuse me, could you move to the back, please?” The photographer’s voice cut through the tension, gesturing politely for Elena

As early as the morning light filtered through the curtains, Amory and I returned to the beach. We walked side by side, our steps in sync, with the gentle tide lapping at our feet. I noticed Amory, as always, kept his eyes averted from the water. He had a deep-rooted fear of the sea—one he couldn’t quite shake off. I had teased him about it before, but today, I felt more understanding. “Amory,” I called, breaking the silence between us as I turned my gaze toward him. “What?” His voice was steady, but I could hear the tension underneath. He was waiting for me to continue, bracing himself for what I might say next. “It’s still hard for you to look at the water, isn’t it?” I asked softly, my voice carrying a blend of sympathy and warmth. He stole a glance at the waves, but just as quickly looked away. A small, almost shy smile tugged at my lips, and I chuckled gently. “Do you want me to show you a method? Something that might help?” I didn’t wait for his reply, pulling off my shoes a

Variants of dishes were spread across the table, though I hadn’t touched the portion already served to me. My eyes lingered on the plates, the food looking as innocent as ever, but my thoughts were far from trusting. The spoon shook slightly in my hand, unwilling to find its way into my plate. A knot of fear twisted in my stomach, the same thought spinning in my head—*What if mother poisoned it?*Amory, ever observant, noticed my hesitation. “You need to gain some weight,” he said softly, placing a small portion of food on his own plate, offering a reassuring smile. He gestured subtly to eat the same dish as him. “Eat plenty,” he added, trying to coax me.I glanced up at him, then quickly over to Elena, who had just entered the dining room. Her face was a mask of cold indifference as she dragged out the chair and sat down, eyeing the table like a battlefield. I suppressed the urge to roll my eyes, instead focusing on my father.“Are you feeling better? I heard you passed out,” I asked

Everybody waited in tense anticipation, all eyes focused on Fielding, who remained silent for what felt like an eternity. Then, with a subtle shift of his body, he stepped aside, revealing my sister Elena. She walked in, smiling, as if she hadn’t just caused a ripple of confusion in the room. Everyone’s faces were a mix of surprise and disbelief—except for Amory, who still hadn’t bothered to look up from his seat.“Wait, aren’t you one of the in-laws?” Grandma’s voice broke the silence, her eyes squinting as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing.Elena smiled, bending slightly in greeting. “Hello, Chairwoman,” she said respectfully, then turned to Madam Elizabeth. “Hello.”Before anyone could respond, Fielding’s voice cut through the air. “She’s my guest. Aren’t you going to welcome her?”Madam Elizabeth’s confusion was written all over her face. “Elena… what is going on right now?” Her voice wavered, soft and unsure, as if she were struggling to understand what she was witnessi