All Chapters of Mrs. Guevarra: The Rejected Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Growing up, Anna and Nora got along quite well for girls who weren’t related by blood. All their lives, they have supported each other all the time. Nora had been happy when she first heard about Anna and Dalton’s engagement. She helped plan the wedding preparations and even helped Anna design her wedding dress. So, her rage right now is something that Anna cannot fully comprehend. “You know,” Nora continued while Anna stared at her in shock. “I never realized how insecure you were with Lara all this time. I always admired you for not caring about what the media said. I always loved how self-assured you were. But who would have known that you were actually just a viper in disguise!” Anna took a step back, shocked with Nora’s words. “Nora, how can you say such a thing? You don’t really mean that, do you?” “Of course I mean it! You tried to trap my brother into this marriage, and now he’s gone because of you!” Nora jabbed a finger at her. “I didn’t trap him! You know I wasn’t

Rachel Klein has always been overprotective when it came to Anna Delgado. She always made sure she was taken care of. She doesn't like it when other people say even the tiniest bad thing about her, and you should see her when people try putting their hands on Anna. So, when she spotted Shannon lunging towards Anna, attempting to grab her hair. Of course, it was a no-brainer that Rachel thought of letting Shannon taste her own medicine instead. Rachel leaped forward, in heels mind you, stretching her hands, and with the mightiest force, grabbed ninety percent of Shannon's hair and sent her flying backwards to the ground. The rage she initially felt was replaced with a surge of satisfaction. But, that didn't last long because the rage almost came right back when she saw that Shannon's ogre-like minions were staring daggers at her. Oh well, she thought. She took a step forward in their direction. The girls cowered back. She smirked. "Rachel," Anna greeted her. "Always making an e

Anna's eyes started to get blurry. This was indeed Dalton on the screen. There was no mistaking it. But the girl he was with, is that actually Lara? Did he really manage to find her? Anna tried to look for more photos, but fortunately, that was the only one she found. It also seemed like not a lot of people have viewed the photo yet. She was relieved. But she needed to act fast. Handing the phone to the girl, she rummaged for her own inside her bag. She needed to make calls quickly. Rachel grabbed her, steadying her hand. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Of course." Anna replied. "Was that Lara?" "It seems so." "What are you going to do?" "Confront him, of course." Anna replied. "But first, I need to push this under the rug." Rachel gave her a nod, then headed to the girls. She started threatening them from gossiping about what they had seen. Anna went back to her phone. She had to dial some people to get that photo taken down, or even to alter the photo. The man in the

Anna straightened her voice, she had been on the verge of breaking down just seconds ago. She can't let Dalton know. "Dalton," she greeted. "Enjoying yourself over there?" "What do you want?" Dalton ignored her greeting. "Fine, let's get straight to the point." Anna furrowed her brows. "Are we getting a divorce?" Dalton let out a low, irritated laugh. "You married me just to divorce me?" Anna said nothing. "Just what is it you're playing?" Dalton asked through gritted teeth. "You're dropping me now because you've already proven that you can have me if you wish to?" Anna refused to let Dalton continue harassing her. His little sister just finished accusing her of lies just minutes ago. She really doesn't have the patience to listen to Dalton do the same. So, she went straight to the one question she was dying to ask him. "Is Lara with you?" Dalton was silent for a moment. "No." "Then who was the girl in that champagne dress?" "Are you accusing me of cheating?" Dalton wa

“So, how is it like living with the Guevarras?” Rachel curiously eyed her friend from across the table. “It’s nothing drastic. It’s the same as when I was living back home.” Anna admitted. “Oh?” “Yeah, they are mostly away. Just like Dad was, growing up.” “Except for Nora.” Rachel reminded her. “Oh yes,” she acknowledged. “She’s the one who isn’t always away, but I think I would have preferred it if she was.” Rachel laughed at that. “Still torturing you?” “You have no idea. She always has these little side comments if she’s not hurling a full-blown accusation at me,” she rolled her eyes. “It’s exhausting, really.” “So, how do you deal with it?” “At first, I tried to keep up with her. But now, I just ignore her. I think it’s for the best.” Rachel and Anna were waiting for the full tapes of the footage Dalton showed them. Anna noticed something off on the videos. She had already let her guard down that night on the balcony, she was not about to do the same thing righ