All Chapters of Swapped Brides: My Fiancé's Betrayal: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

I pushed past the heavy doors, and the sight of the happy couple standing on the stage hurt my eyes."Isn't the bride today supposed to be me?" I asked Jason Scott with a trembling voice, my eyes reddening.Guilt briefly crossed his face, but he was more upset by my sudden appearance. "Didn't I explain this to you before? Stop causing a scene—there are so many people watching now. We can't risk upsetting Helena."I replied, "Why should I be the one getting upset then? Wake up, Jason! Your fiancee is me—not her!"Jason's words tore through my chest like a merciless blade."Don't blame Jason, Vicky. It's all my fault. I'll kill myself now—I can't live any more than three months anyway." Helena Sanderson teared up, her body swaying as if she was about to pass out soon.The sight of her made the crowd's hearts ache.An unexpected slap left my mind blank, with nothing but the searing pain burning across my cheek."She's your younger sister, Victoria. How could you be so heartless as

After his company had stabilized, he felt sorry seeing me shuttle back and forth between our home and the company. He then asked me to resign and focus on taking care of our home.Since then, Jason always had a hot breakfast and dinner waiting for him. His suits were spotless and neatly pressed, and our home was always in perfect order.He never had anything to worry about. Yet, in the end, I was only slightly better than a housekeeper to him.How ironic.I turned, retreating to my room to pack my things. I could no longer stay in this place.Jason and Helena were drawn by the noise I made. They showed up hand in hand at the doorway. I glanced at their tightly intertwined hands before dragging my suitcase toward the entrance, my face devoid of expression.Jason frowned slightly. For some reason, his chest started tightening. "Where are you going, Victoria?"I did not answer him, walking right past him without even batting an eyelash."Stop right there!" Jason grabbed my wri

The sheer size of the villa before me made my jaw drop.While Jason's place was also a villa, it couldn't be compared to what I was seeing before me.Frank couldn't help but chuckle when he saw how stunned I was. "You'll be staying here from now onwards.""Is the rent here expensive?" I glanced at him and carefully asked."You've done me a big favor by helping me deal with my family. Just think of this as your reward. Besides, I live here too. That way, my family won't suspect anything." He took my hand and led me in."This house is full of my mom's spies. We'll have to act the part." Lifting my hand, he gave it a playful shake. A cheeky smile tugged at his lips.Heat crept onto my cheeks, and I quickly turned away, unable to meet his gaze directly.…As I lay on the soft, spacious bed, the rare comfort lulled me into a deep sleep.In my dream, Jason had his hands wrapped around me as we lay on the couch, watching my favorite movie. However, in the next instant, he was walking

Jason woke up early the next morning to pack up. Helena unwillingly followed along, grumbling all the way.Already in a foul mood, he snapped at her, "Will you cut it out? You've been nagging nonstop—it's driving me crazy. If you don't want to go back, then don't. No one's forcing you."Helena pouted as she looked at him, teary-eyed, feeling aggrieved to no end.On their way to the airport, he received a text from his secretary. His expression darkened as he read it, the veins throbbing angrily on his forehead. Clearly, he was on the verge of erupting in rage."Stop the car right now!" His sudden roar startled the driver, who slammed on the brakes.Helena, who was completely unprepared, lurched forward and slammed into the front seat. The skin on her forehead was split.Jason yanked her out of the car roughly. Then, he pointed at her, cursing, "Get the fuck out! How dare you lie to me, Helena! Compared to your sister, you're more of a monster! I'll sue you for fraud—just wait for

Just as I was happily enjoying the ongoing drama, our butler, Maurice Black, walked over to me with a troubled expression. He said, "There's a woman outside claiming to be your younger sister, Mrs. Lawrent. She also asked me to deliver a message to you.""What did she say?" I asked.Maurice replied, "She asked you to meet her if you want to know the true cause of your grandmother's death."My heart sank, and I snapped my head up to look at him.Grandma died in an accident when I was still in college. She'd fallen down the stairs and suffered a brain hemorrhage.She was already cremated by the time my family notified me. I didn't even get to see her one last time. For years, I'd resented my parents because of that.Could it be that Grandma's death wasn't an accident?I glanced at Helena, her clothes ragged and caked in filth. My gaze turned cold as I asked, "Tell me, how did Grandma die?""Huh, you really want to know, don't you? Beg me, then. I just love seeing you look pitif