All Chapters of Scorching Betrayal: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Luther grabbed a hot towel and gently wiped Reya's face with it. Then, he spoke gently, "Don't move. You’re still recovering. Let me take good care of you. When I realized you were trapped in the fire back there, I felt like I was going to lose my mind. I was so scared something would happen to you."Tears began to well up in Reya's eyes again while she whimpered, "Luther, I thought I was going to die when I saw the flames. I remember making one last wish. I wished I could see you one last time."As she leaned her weight against him and spoke tenderly, every word pulled at Luther’s heartstrings. "That was when you burst in out of nowhere like a knight and saved me from death. Luther, I will use the rest of my life to repay you for saving me."Luther smiled faintly. He gently stroked her hair, then produced a golden bracelet. "This is an artifact from the church. It will guarantee your safety for the rest of your life."He then gently tipped her nose and continued with a doting look

My health had been rather unstable over the last few years. A large part of it was because I had been preparing to conceive. I took countless supplements as well as injections so I could become pregnant with Luther’s child.Sometimes, I got emotional and wanted Luther to spend time with me. He would respond by telling me off, "I don’t like it when you put on that pitiful expression to get my attention."He did not seem to feel the same way about Reya doing the same thing.Since she returned to our country, she would call Luther all the time to whine about her body aching. Whenever that happened, Luther would make a point of taking a day off so he could take her to the doctor.At one point, I was upset by this and confronted him about it.He remarked dismissively, "Reya grew up with me and is like a little sister to me. She doesn’t have a family. It’s only right that I should take care of her."One night, after Reya summoned Luther away in the middle of the night again, I decided

Mr. Ainge roared in a deafening voice.Luther was so shocked that he had his hand over his mouth and looked completely disheveled. After a few seconds, he forced himself to calm down.“Dad, why are you lying to me like Amaranth’s father?”Mr. Ainge glared viciously at Reya before dragging Luther out of the room. He hissed at him, “How dare you even bring up Amaranth's father? You'd better get on your knees and beg him for forgiveness!”Reya hurriedly followed after them upon noting the interaction.Even after they got into the car, she still brazenly pressed her weight against him and assured him, “Luther, don’t panic. You mentioned your parents were very fond of Amaranth. Maybe they were trying to back her up!”Upon hearing the suggestion, he calmed down slightly and agreed, “You’re right. That must be it. Amaranth has crossed the line this time. I can’t believe she would get my parents involved in this just to get my attention."Then, he began muttering to himself, "The fire w

Luther embraced Reya, whom he thought was being victimized. He started to cry out dramatically, "Ever since you two separated us in the past, I had no choice but to treat Reya as a sister! We are both innocent. Amaranth is evil. She is the one complicating things!"Mrs. Ainge observed the way Reya continued to feign innocence to earn cheap sympathy and could not stand it anymore. She revealed the truth she had kept hidden for ages, "Did you truly think the reason we kept you from being with her was because we did not approve of dating when you were young?"She was trembling with rage when she jabbed a finger at Reya. "You think we wouldn’t be happy for you if you found someone that you liked? I’ll tell you what truly happened!"One day, we were hoping to bring Reya a present and encourage her to date you. That was when we chanced upon her entering a clinic with another man. When she came out again, she looked very frail."Mrs. Ainge felt like she had finally lifted a weight off her

When I listened to Luther’s agonizing cries, I felt a whirlpool of conflicting emotions inside me.There was a saying that one only learned the value of what they have after they lost. It was true. Now that things had come to this point, I could no longer hug Luther and offer him comfort in this time of crisis.I watched helplessly as his tears soaked the carpet. I sat next to him, knowing there was nothing I could do for him.Luther cried until his eyes became frayed with red and his throat began to lose its voice. That did not stop him from howling in pain.He began to scramble around the house with trembling hands to look for everything I had ever used as well as the clothes I used to wear.Finally, he wrapped his arms tightly around my pillow and fell asleep on my side of the bed.When he woke up the next day, it seemed as if he had lost his senses and barely knew how to walk.He piled up the clothes I used to wear and bundled up all my medical records. He lay on top of them