Lahat ng Kabanata ng He Begged Me to Come Back: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Nathaniel hesitated for a moment, then moved to follow the crowd heading toward the neighboring hall. Vivian grabbed his arm, her eyes welling up with tears. “Nathaniel, don’t go. Today is our wedding day. All our friends and family are here. If you leave me now, I’ll be humiliated!” Nathaniel her hand, his tone soft but firm. “I’ll be back soon. I just need to check on Sylvia. She’s always been calm and composed, but for her to do something like this today—I’m worried about her.” “And me?” Vivian’s voice cracked, her desperation spilling over. “Aren’t you worried about me? I’m dying!” She doubled over, coughing violently, but Nathaniel didn’t even glance at her. “I’m sorry, Vivian. I have to go,” he said, letting go of her hand and stepping away. If Sylvia was really getting married to someone else, he knew he’d regret it for the rest of his life. “I’m coming with you!” Vivian declared, following close behind him. The sight of both the bride and groom leaving the sta

“You also said you’d only ever marry me.” Sylvia lifted her weary gaze to meet his. “And have you forgotten? I swore that if you ever betrayed me, I’d marry another man. Nathaniel, that was our promise, wasn’t it?” Nathaniel froze, terror filling his heart as the weight of her words sank in. He finally realized Sylvia wasn’t joking. “I’m sorry, Sylvia. I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. I won’t marry Vivian. I swear I’ll cut her out of my life. Just give me one more chance, I’m begging you!” “Take him away,” Bennett commanded, his voice low but authoritative. At his words, several men stepped forward, surrounding Nathaniel. Bennett turned to Sylvia, his gaze softening. He didn’t want to frighten her and asked gently, “What do you think, darling?” The way he addressed her made Sylvia’s cheeks flush crimson. Startled, she glanced at the man beside her, meeting his deep, unwavering gaze. For a moment, his fiery sincerity left her breathless. But she quickly snapped out of i

Bennett had stayed out of the entire commotion. The next time Sylvia saw him, he was freshly groomed, dressed in a crisp white suit meant for their wedding. It was only then that Sylvia got a proper look at the man she was marrying, and he was undeniably handsome. Bennett stood tall and steady before her, his posture strong and commanding, exuding a natural ruggedness. From the moment he arrived, his impression of Sylvia had grown steadily better, especially when she displayed the photos on the screen earlier. He had to admit that it was quite satisfying. “Now that the troublemakers are gone, shall we continue?” Bennett said, extending his hand toward her. Sylvia nodded, placing her hand into his. His hand was nothing like Nathaniel’s. It was broad, rough, and calloused, evidence of years of hard work. Yet, it gave Sylvia an unexpected sense of security and reassurance. “Are you sure you won’t regret marrying me?” Bennett asked, glancing at her with a smile. “I won’t.”

Back at the Cooper estate, Sylvia immediately got to work redecorating Bennett’s room. She replaced everything, from the bedding to the toothbrush and towels in the bathroom. Even Bennett’s old, well-worn slippers were thrown out, replaced with pink and blue couples' slippers. It wasn’t just the slippers, nearly every toiletry in the room was swapped for matching items in a couple’s set. Sylvia busied herself around the room, arranging and tidying with a sense of purpose, while Bennett stood silently in the corner, watching her. He’d always been used to living alone. Now, suddenly, there was this woman—his wife, no less—taking over his space. He wasn’t quite sure how to feel about it. When his father called him to rush back for the wedding, he’d been hesitant. He hadn’t met Sylvia before, and the rumors about her were hard to ignore. Supposedly, she had a boyfriend of five years who still hadn’t married her. Why would she suddenly agree to marry him? At first, he was relu

The moment Nathaniel saw Bennett, his face darkened instantly. “What are you doing here, Bennett?” “Isn’t it obvious?” Bennett crossed his arms, his gaze cold as he stared at the man in front of him. “Nathaniel Sinclair, right? Sylvia turned down every single proposal from the Cooper family because of you?” “She rejected your proposals… because of me?” Nathaniel’s guilt deepened. For years, he had assumed that Sylvia’s lack of romantic prospects meant no one else wanted her. He never once considered that she’d already had a suitor—one who was far more accomplished than he was, a high-ranking military officer no less. At that moment, he realized just how utterly wrong he had been. If he could go back, he would never have agreed to marry Vivian. “All right, since you’re awake now, my wife and I will head home to rest,” Bennett said dismissively, not bothering to argue further. When he saw Sylvia stepping out of the restroom, he grabbed her hand, his tone firm. “Let’s go h