Semua Bab THE BILLIONAIRE’S BROKEN BRIDE : Bab 1 - Bab 10

The soft rustle of satin filled my ears as I stood at the top of the staircase, my hand clutching the banister for support. The world outside seemed muted, as if time had slowed to a crawl. Every step forward felt heavier than the last, each one taking me closer to a future I was uncertain of. The grand chandelier above sparkled like a thousand stars, casting a shimmering light on the extravagant guests gathered below. Their faces blurred as I focused only on one thing: the man waiting at the altar. Ethan Vaughn.“Are you sure about this, Sienna?” My best friend, Laura, whispered beside me, her voice laced with concern.I nodded, but the truth was, I wasn’t sure. How could I be? I’d spent years dreaming of this moment—of marrying the man who seemed perfect, the man who promised me a life beyond my wildest dreams. But now, as I gazed at the sea of smiling faces below, I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. “You’ve got this,” Laura reassured me, though I could hear the

"I can’t believe you invited him," I whispered to Ethan, my voice barely audible over the roar of the party. The lavish ballroom, with its shimmering chandeliers and gleaming marble floors, felt too cold, too perfect. The laughter of the guests seemed distant, disconnected. I kept my gaze fixed on the man who stood just across the room, a glass of champagne in his hand. Richard Calloway.Ethan's jaw tightened as he followed my stare. "You should be honored," he said, his tone low, controlled. "Calloway is one of the most powerful men in the city."I swallowed hard, the weight of his words settling uneasily in my chest. Richard Calloway, Ethan’s business rival, was a name I’d heard only in hushed tones, a man whose influence seemed to seep into every corner of the world Ethan occupied. But it wasn’t just his reputation that unsettled me. It was the way he looked at me. That cold, calculating smirk that lingered on his lips every time our eyes met."Do you want me to introduce you?" Eth

"I can't believe this," I muttered under my breath as I sat on the edge of the bathroom sink, staring at the two blue lines on the pregnancy test. My heart raced in my chest, a mix of excitement and fear. I had hoped for a family, but now that the possibility was staring back at me, I couldn't help but feel the weight of uncertainty bearing down on me. I swallowed hard, staring at the small test in my hands as if somehow, the answer might change if I looked at it long enough. The baby. Ethan's child. But was he even going to be thrilled? Or would he see this as one more thing to control, something else to manipulate? I knew Ethan wasn’t the man I had hoped he would be when I agreed to marry him. But I thought, maybe... maybe this would change everything. Maybe this would be the one thing that would make him love me. Sighing, I stood up, feeling the weight of my thoughts in my body. The baby. What would this mean for my future? What would it mean for my son? Just then, I hear

"Sienna, you have to keep moving."The wind bit through my clothes, sharp as knives, as I trudged along the freezing streets, my breath coming out in quick, visible gasps. I couldn’t remember the last time I had eaten. My stomach growled, but there was no food to be had. Only the endless stretch of concrete that seemed to go on forever.I wanted to scream, to call out to someone, anyone, but there was no one. Not anymore. Ethan was gone, his promises as cold and empty as the city that swallowed me whole. My feet were raw from walking so much in shoes that had long since lost their purpose. Every step I took was a reminder of how far I had fallen—from the grand penthouses and catered dinners to… this endless search for shelter. For survival.I pushed against the wind, fighting the tears that burned my eyes, knowing there was no one to care. Not anymore.I could still remember his touch. Ethan’s strong arms around me, his whispered promises that I was safe, that I would always have a h

“Mom! Can I play with my ball outside?” Daniel’s voice rang through the apartment, breaking my focus. I smiled at the sound of his innocence, his carefree spirit the one thing that had kept me going through the darkest of times. The world outside had been cruel, but Daniel had been my light, my reason to rise each morning.“Sure, sweetheart,” I called back, making my way to the window to watch him run out onto the playground across the street. A part of me was always worried when he went outside, knowing how much of the world I had to shield him from, but for now, he was safe. He was happy. And in that moment, nothing else mattered.But then, as I turned away from the window, the bell rang—loud, urgent, almost deafening. My heart skipped a beat, and I rushed to the door, never thinking twice. Who would be at the door at this hour?I opened it, and my breath caught in my throat. There he was. Ethan Vaughn. Standing on the other side, as if the years had never passed. His gaze, cold a