บททั้งหมดของ Betrayed by my Fiancé, Loved by my Childhood Sweetheart: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Karina:I sat on the couch, staring at the flickering candles, the soft glow of their light dancing across the walls. The room was perfect—rose petals scattered across the table, their faint fragrance mixing with the aroma of the dinner I had spent hours preparing. The cake stood proudly on the counter, a delicate swirl of frosting adorned with a “5” I had painstakingly crafted. The cake had taken ages to bake, and even though I knew my limitations in the kitchen, today, I had tried my best to challenge my boundaries, all because I wanted to do something special for the love of my life.It was supposed to be a celebration, a moment to mark our fifth year together. Five years of love, laughter, sacrifice, and promises. Five years of us, Karina and Ethan—partners, soulmates, and soon-to-be husband and wife. But as I looked around the room, the perfection of the setting felt hollow. He wasn’t here. He was supposed to be here hours ago. I glanced at the clock. Midnight. Midnight on wha

Karina:I stormed into the dimly lit bar, my heels clicking against the wooden floor with a rhythm that matched the furious pounding of my heart. Everyone turned to stare, shocked to see me here. I didn’t care. My eyes scanned the room until they landed on him—Ethan—slouched over a table, a half-empty glass of whiskey in hand, his tie loosened and his face flushed. His friends looked uneasy, shifting in their seats when they saw me approach. I stopped in front of him, crossing my arms as I tried to keep my composure.Ethan looked up at me with an irritated expression. "What are you doing here, Karina?" he slurred, his voice tinged with annoyance.I ignored the looks from his friends and took a deep breath. "I’m here to pick you up, Ethan. It’s our fifth anniversary, remember? I’ve been waiting for you at home, but you never showed up. And now, seeing you like this—drunk out of your mind—you clearly can’t get yourself home."He laughed bitterly, leaning back in his chair. "I don’t want

Karina:I stood frozen, unable to move as the car door opened. And then, there he was. Michael. His golden hair looking darker in the night, his blue eyes locking on me instantly. He smiled, the kind of smile that used to make my heart flutter when we were kids. It still had the same effect now, though I hated to admit it. "Karina," he said, stepping toward me. His voice was as steady and warm as I remembered. "It’s been a while." I clutched the traveling bag tighter in my hand, the plastic biting into my skin. "Michael," I said, barely able to get the words out. "What are you doing here?" “Something came up, so your mother sent me to pick you up instead.” He gave me another one of his charming smiles that made my heart skip a beat. “I hope you don’t mind.”Mind? Michael was asking me if I’d mind…after everything I’d done to him?“N-no…of course not.” I swallowed the lump in my throat as I saw his smile widen and he went ahead to open the trunk.I still couldn’t believe it… Michael

Karina: As I stared at the images on my phone, something strange happened. The raw, gut-wrenching pain I had expected to feel when I saw Ethan in that compromising position with Katharine didn’t come. Instead, there was just emptiness—a cold, numbing sensation that washed over me. As if the reality of it all had settled in my chest and shut everything down. No anger. No heartbreak. Just... stillness.I scrolled through the messages Katharine had sent. Each one was more taunting than the last; each one aimed to tear me apart. She didn’t even try to hide the gloating in her words, reminding me that she had Ethan now. That I should know my place and step aside before she was forced to throw me out. *See this? This is reality. Learn to accept it and step aside while you can.**Know your place in Ethan’s life, Karina. I’m the only one he wants.**You’re nothing but a placeholder, whose time has expired.**Step aside before I’m forced to teach you your place.*I couldn’t bring myself to c

Ethan:I woke up with a pounding headache, my eyes stinging from the light that streamed through the cracks in the curtains. My brain felt like it was swimming in a thick fog, and my limbs were heavy, as though I’d just run a marathon and then passed out from exhaustion. I blinked a few times, trying to get my bearings, but nothing seemed familiar. I sat up slowly, wincing at the movement, and scanned the room around me.This wasn’t my place. The decor was entirely different from what I was used to—dark, rustic furniture with vintage lamps and a faint scent of lavender in the air. The sheets were softer than what I’d had on my bed at home, and there was an unfamiliar pillow beside me. I rubbed my temples, trying to remember how I ended up here. What had happened last night?I tried to stand up but felt dizzy, so I leaned back against the headboard, my heart racing a little faster. Then I heard the door creak open, and I turned just in time to see her step inside. Katharine. My first l