บททั้งหมดของ Reborn: The Billionaire Heiress And Her Disabled Savior: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Loud, unbelievable gasps echoed throughout the hall. "What?" Rebecca inquired, holding a hand to her throbbing cheek. "Seduced who?" She looked over to Jacob, hoping he'd say something in her defence, but he just watched quietly. Her gaze moved to Patricia, who shuffled closer to him with a smug smile, and in response, he held her closely, playing along with her pretence. It was then it dawned on her; she was betrayed; everyone was in on this. But why would Jacob do this to her? She thought. It was a usual thing to be treated this way by her stepmother and sister—not by him. Didn't he say he loved her? Gathering the little courage she had left, she threw a glare at Mrs. Park. "You know that's a lie; I never seduced anyone. I have known Jacob since we were children." Rebecca defended. "We have been together for three years now. Why is no one stating the truth?" She looked at their families for support, but they all snobbishly threw their faces to the side. This was defamation

Tick tock.The moment Rebecca snapped her eyes open, she was back in the bridal room, nervously sitting as she waited to be called out.Tick tock.Hadn't she stepped out of this room an hour ago?She glanced around the room, confused—she could've sworn she was just in the hallway a second ago. Was it a dream? Had she dozed off?Tick tock.The room was exactly the same as she remembered. The luxurious decor, the fresh flowers she'd admired when she was ushered in, and even the glass of water on a table beside her.Her face scrunched up into a frown; she was sure she'd emptied the glass of its contents and handed it over to her attendant. Perhaps she only thought she did.Picking it up, she downed the content in a go, and just as she was about to drop it down, one of the attendants walked in as the first time. She hurriedly towards her."Oh, ma'am. Let me take that way." Plucking the glass out of Rebecca's hand before exiting the room.Rebecca could only stare in shock at the exact r

Chaos erupted in the wedding hall as stunned gasps and sharp inhales flew out from the lips of the people who should've been her wedding guests. Rebecca didn't understand what was so surprising about her act. Did they think she was dumb, or were they just plain stupid? Everyone had heard about the news of her marriage. Were they trying to act like they didn't know who she was? That Patricia wasn't the first child? Yet, she didn't care. She didn't care about the look on their faces and was not interested in their faux display of emotions. They were all betrayers. Just like her family... just like Jacob. The second her foot stepped into the hall, a sharp pang of hurt shot through her at the fact that this was her reality. A small part of her had wished he'd prove her wrong. That this time, as always, he'd be on her side. But nothing changed. Her face grew darker as they took in his shell-shocked state. "What?" Rebecca gave a sinister smile. "I'm sure my invitation got lost in the

Rebecca POV A fool. That was the right word to use... the right word to describe my actions. I sat sober in the familiar bridal room for the fourth time in one day, confused about the next course of action to take. I'd thought I was prepared... I was moving on... but nothing could have truly prepared me for this day. What made it more frightening was the fact that I could've worked into a devastating life without knowing all this. Amongst all the betrayals, Jacob's hurt the most. How could he? Everyone around me had the same notion and thought the same. Could it mean that I was the one with the problem? The wedding dress felt like a bag of rocks mirroring the heaviness in my heart. I had gone back to the last two hours again, which meant it had returned to its original shape. No tear, no blood, just a simple gorgeous dress. Everything else had— Yet, something felt odd. The sense of urgency I felt from the two previous times had dwindled, leaving behind a sense of dread instea

"Err... can your witnesses step forward, please? We'll need their signatures."Two hefty men in black suits and dark sunglasses stepped beside the groom and the bride respectively.The wedding officiator reflexively shrank back, eager to end the ceremony and escape. He had been stunned thirty minutes earlier when a stoic, disabled man was wheeled in, accompanied by a woman with a bright smile, well before the scheduled time.And it was nothing compared to the fear that gripped him when he tried to point out that the registered bride's name differed from the one he'd been given, and the men stepped forward with a menacing look.Now, it was safe to say he was just minding his business in hopes that he'd officiate the wedding without losing a limb.Finally done with all the necessary charade, he presented the certificate to the couple with trembling hands. "With the power vested upon me by the state, I now pronounce you, Miss Se—hmm..." He stammered, swallowing his words, "Miss Rebecca