All Chapters of Betrayed on the wedding day : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Vanessa! Smile, the cameras are pointing this way!” one of the photographers called out loudly.Vanessa stood on the red carpet at a charity gala, wrapped in a stunning crimson gown. The flashes of the cameras blinded her eyes, but the smile she forced looked stiff. Her hand, clutching a jeweled purse, trembled ever so slightly—almost beyond her control.“Yes… of course,” she murmured, her lips curving only faintly.But her eyes told a different story. No longer full of confidence and poise, they carried a shadow of fragility and unease. Several journalists exchanged whispers, noticing the sharp contrast to the Vanessa who once radiated untouchable elegance.---From across the room, Clarissa folded her arms, her gaze cold. The moment the event concluded, she strode up to Vanessa.“You shouldn’t have come like this,” Clarissa said sharply, her tone more like a reprimand than advice.Vanessa turned quickly, attempting another fragile smile. “I’m just… a little tired. Everything will b

“I’m not guilty… I’m not guilty!” Vanessa jolted awake from her restless sleep. Cold sweat drenched her temples, her breath ragged, and her eyes darted wildly around the darkened room. At the edge of the bed, a silhouette stood—Deviana’s shadow, staring at her with accusing eyes, her face blurring and twisting into Adrian’s cold expression.“Go away! Don’t look at me like that!” Vanessa hurled a pillow into the emptiness, her body trembling. Yet when she switched on the lamp, the vision vanished. Only her reflection stared back at her from the mirrored wardrobe: hair disheveled, face pale, eyes swollen with exhaustion.Ever since the fake scandal she orchestrated began unraveling, Vanessa’s nights had become torment. Sleep was never peaceful. Sometimes Deviana appeared in her dreams, reaching for her hand, whispering: “The truth will strip you bare, Vanessa.” Other nights, Adrian turned his back on her, walking away without a glance, leaving her screaming into silence.---The next mo

“Hello… it’s me, Vanessa. I need help…” Vanessa’s voice shook on the other end of the line, nearly drowned out by her sobs. She dialed number after number, trying to reach the people who had once always surrounded her.But the only answers she received were rejections.“Vanessa, sorry, I can’t talk right now.” Click.“Didn’t I already tell you not to call me again?” Click.“Your problems are too big. I don’t want to get dragged in.” Click.One by one, every ally who once praised her was now gone. In her silent apartment, Vanessa let her phone slip onto the sofa. Her body trembled, her eyes swollen from nights without sleep.“They… they all left me,” she whispered hoarsely. She pressed her hands to her head. “I’m alone…”---That night, with a large coat covering her frail body, Vanessa slipped into a hospital. She kept her head low, afraid someone might recognize her face. The sharp scent of antiseptic stung her nose, making her steps unsteady.A young nurse approached. “Can I help yo

Night still cloaked the city when Adrian parked his car in the far corner of an old café’s lot, nearly deserted. The streetlights flickered faintly, and the cold air bit through his coat. He sat behind the wheel for a long moment, reconsidering his decision.“Why am I doing this…” he muttered, rubbing his weary face. He knew Deviana would be furious if she ever found out. But Vanessa’s sobs from the night before still haunted him, echoing in his mind like screams he couldn’t silence.At last, with a heavy sigh, he stepped out. The café door creaked as he pushed it open. The smell of stale coffee mixed with dust filled the dim room. In the far corner, a woman sat hunched over, swallowed by an oversized black coat.Adrian froze. He barely recognized her.“Vanessa…” His voice came out faint.The woman lifted her face. Adrian’s breath caught. This wasn’t the Vanessa he knew—no trace of the cunning, confident woman remained. What sat before him was only a shadow of her former self: pale sk

“Leviana… wait!”Adrian quickened his steps, catching the woman’s arm just as she left the grand hotel ballroom where the business event had taken place.Leviana turned, a faint smile tugging at her lips as if she had been expecting this moment. Her elegant black gown shimmered beneath the hallway lights, radiating an aura both graceful and piercing.“At last, you’re alone, Adrian. I thought you were going to pretend you didn’t know me back there in front of everyone.”Adrian drew in a deep breath, tension etched across his face. “Why are you back? Why show up so suddenly like this?”Leviana folded her arms across her chest, her steps slow yet deliberate as she closed the distance between them. “I’m tired of hiding. For years I tried to forget you, but the truth is… I never could.”Adrian fell silent, his gaze a storm of anger, confusion, and unease. “Leviana, don’t stir up trouble. Life is complicated enough—”“Complicated?” Leviana cut him off, her tone sharp. “Am I the one making i