All Chapters of Betrayed on the wedding day : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

“Adrian, why are you following me again?”Deviana’s voice sounded irritated as she turned around in front of the boutique she had just visited that afternoon. She was still holding a small shopping bag, but her sharp gaze was fixed on the man standing a few steps behind her.Adrian straightened his posture, as if he felt no guilt. “I just want to make sure you’re safe. This city is full of people who can’t be trusted.”“Make sure?” Deviana raised an eyebrow, her tone bitter. “Or are you actually keeping tabs on me?”Adrian stepped closer, his eyes serious. “Deviana, I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable. But after everything Leviana has done, I can’t stay calm letting you be alone.”Deviana exhaled heavily. “I’m not a child who needs to be watched wherever I go, Adrian. I can protect myself.”“But I can’t just sit back and hope nothing happens to you.” Adrian extended his hand as if to reassure her. “I know you’re strong. But the world isn’t always fair to good people like you.”Devi

“Deviana, pick up your phone. This is important.”Her grandfather’s heavy voice on the other end made Deviana, who was arranging sketches at her worktable, freeze. The fingers holding her pencil stopped moving as she stared at the phone still pressed to her ear.“Grandpa? What is it at this hour? You sound… very serious,” Deviana asked, trying to suppress the anxiety rising inside her.Silence. Only his heavy breathing came through the line. Then the words fell, hitting Deviana’s heart like a blow she hadn’t seen coming.“Adrian’s grandfather wants to meet. He said it’s time to talk again about the wedding that never happened.”Deviana went rigid. The pencil slipped from her hand and landed on the table, leaving a broken line across the paper.“The… failed wedding? Grandpa, don’t joke. That’s the past. I have nothing to do with Adrian anymore.”“I’m not joking, Deviana,” her grandfather replied firmly. “They want to sit down together, to renegotiate. The promise between our families c

“I can’t go on like this, Deviana…”Her grandfather’s trembling voice came through the phone, making Deviana—who was sitting on the balcony of her house—fall silent. That night the air was biting cold, but her heart felt even colder after her brief encounter with Adrian at the café.“Grandpa?” Deviana pressed the phone tighter against her ear. “What do you mean? You sound serious.”“There’s something you need to know. About Adrian’s family… and the reason why your marriage failed back then.”Deviana froze. Her fingers instinctively gripped the balcony railing. “Grandpa… don’t tell me this has something to do with their threats.”There was silence for a few seconds, followed by a long, weary sigh from the old man. “Yes. They held something that must never fall into their hands—a set of old documents tied to our family’s honor. Adrian was forced to choose, and he chose silence.”Deviana was stunned. Adrian’s words at the café echoed back in her mind. I stayed silent because I was threat

“Adrian! Wait!”The sharp voice rang out just as Adrian stepped out of his grandfather’s study. His breath was still heavy, his mind swirling after hearing the monumental decision: he had been officially named the primary heir to the family’s wealth and company.Adrian halted, turning to see an elegant woman with piercing eyes—his stepmother, Marcelline. Her beautiful face was clouded with fury, her eyes burning with rage she could hardly conceal.“What now, Mother?” Adrian’s voice was calm, but there was an icy firmness to it.Marcelline strode forward quickly, the click of her heels echoing across the marble floor. “Do you think this decision is fair? You’ve only just returned, and suddenly your grandfather hands everything to you? What about me? What about my son, Nicholas?!”Adrian straightened his posture, exhaling slowly. “That was Grandfather’s decision, not mine. I never asked for this inheritance.”“Don’t play innocent, Adrian!” Marcelline jabbed a trembling finger at him. “Y

“Is everything ready?”Marceline’s voice was cold, cutting through the dimly lit luxury hotel room. Across from her, Leviana sat in a striking red gown that contrasted with her pale skin, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.“Relax,” Leviana replied confidently. “I’ve arranged everything. Reporters from Channel Prime will be here tonight. All they need is one photo, one recording—and by tomorrow morning, Adrian will be finished.”Marceline sipped her wine, her eyes narrowing. “Remember, Leviana, this isn’t just about ruining Adrian in the public eye. I want his grandfather furious. If Adrian is caught spending the night with you in this hotel room, his reputation will collapse. His grandfather won’t tolerate a scandal that big. And I… will easily push Nicholas into his place as heir.”Leviana chuckled, leaning forward. “And I’ll have Adrian all to myself. Once his grandfather rejects him, he’ll have nowhere else to turn but me.”Marceline smiled thinly. “We need each other, Leviana.