All Chapters of The Return Of The Betrayed Bride : Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

Ariana opened her mouth, but Elena raised one finger, stopping her.“So, whether you like it or not, legally, he is still your husband.”Ariana’s face tightened.Elena picked up her pen again and tapped it against the table. “You can call yourself whatever you want socially, but the court is going to look at the legal documents. And according to those documents, Daniel Blackwood is still your husband.”Marco shifted uncomfortably beside Ariana.Elena glanced at him. “And before you start defending her again, remember that I’m trying to help her. Making excuses won’t get Aiden back. Facts will.”Ariana's eyes filled with tears. "I know. That's why I'm here. That's why I need your help. I'll do anything. I'll pay anything. Just please, help me get my son back."Elena studied Ariana for a long moment, her eyes unreadable. She slowly tapped her pen against the table, her expression cold and calculating.“Tell me, Mrs. Martino,” Elena said, “do you have any idea how much this is going to c

Elena tore them again, calmly reducing the documents to pieces before dropping them onto the table. “I’m making something very clear,” she said coldly. “You hired me to represent you. That means you listen to me.”She leaned back in her chair, her expression completely unmoved. “You want to fight Daniel for custody? Fine. Fight him. But stop bringing me emotional speeches, useless witnesses, and people you think are credible simply because you love them.”Ariana clenched her fists.Elena gave her a cold, almost mocking smile. “Find me people with clean records, credibility, and firsthand knowledge of how you care for Aiden. Otherwise, I will walk away from this case.”Ariana stared at the torn papers. “But you just destroyed the documents I signed.”“Yes.” Elena shrugged. “Because I haven’t decided whether you’re worth the trouble yet.”Marco’s expression hardened. “You can’t treat her like this.”Elena slowly turned her eyes toward him. “Was I speaking to you?”Marco fell silent.Ele

SAINT VICTORIA HOSPITAL — VIP SUITE — EVENINGAmelia stood frozen in the doorway, her mouth hanging open.She stared at the room in disbelief. This didn’t look like a hospital room at all. It looked more like an expensive five-star hotel suite.The floor was polished hardwood, partly covered by a thick cream-colored rug. A large, comfortable bed sat in the middle of the room, covered with fresh white sheets. There were fresh flowers on the table, expensive chocolates beside the bed, and a soft robe hanging neatly on the bathroom door.Amelia slowly turned around, taking everything in.She had spent months in a cold prison cell, sleeping on a thin mattress and eating food that tasted like cardboard. She had dreamed of freedom every single day.Now she was standing in a room that looked like something from another world. “What the hell is this place?” she whispered.She took a few steps inside and looked around again.“This is not a hospital room. This is a freaking palace.”She walked

DAMIEN’S MANSION — LEO’S ROOM — 7:00 AMMorning sunlight streamed through the tall windows of Leo’s room. The walls were still cream-colored, but Damien had already ordered ash-gray paint for the room. It was a small change, but it was one of the few things Leo had actually asked for.A knock sounded on the door. “Leo? Are you awake?” Damien asked.Leo sat on the edge of his bed, staring at the expensive school uniform laid out in front of him. The navy blazer, white shirt, gray trousers, and polished shoes looked completely out of place in his room.The Blackwood Academy crest was embroidered neatly on the blazer.He had never owned anything that expensive before. Another knock came. “Leo, we need to leave soon. School starts at eight-thirty.”Leo sighed before getting up and opening the door.Damien stood there holding a tray of breakfast, looking almost nervous.“I made breakfast for you,” he said, forcing a small smile. “Pancakes, eggs, bacon, and orange juice.”Leo looked at the

Ariana’s face flushed slightly. “About a week.”“A week?” Amelia stared at her in disbelief before letting out a small laugh. “Riri, that’s fast. Really fast.”“I know,” Ariana admitted with a nervous shrug. “But he’s been really supportive. He helped me through a lot when everything started falling apart.”Amelia glanced at Marco again, studying him carefully. She didn’t trust people easily anymore, especially after everything that had happened to her and Ariana. Still, Ariana looked genuinely happy to have him around, and Amelia didn’t want to ruin that moment.“Hi, Marco,” she said, keeping her voice polite but guarded. “Nice to meet you.”Marco smiled warmly. “Nice to meet you too, Amelia. Ariana has told me a lot about you. She says you’re more like a sister than a friend.”Amelia returned his smile, although there was still a hint of suspicion in her eyes. “That’s sweet of her.”She looked at his crutch and bandaged leg before turning back to Ariana. “But can you give us a few m