All Chapters of The Return Of The Betrayed Bride : Chapter 471 - Chapter 480

Elena noticed it the amused expression in his eyes too. She leaned toward Ariana and quietly warned, “Ariana, sit down. Whatever he is planning, don’t give him exactly the reaction he wants.”Ariana slowly sat back, but she kept staring at Marco.Judge Holloway looked at Marco. “Mr. Rivera, you may answer when counsel questions you. Until then, remain silent.”Marco nodded.Mr. Sterling turned toward him with a faint smile.“Mr. Rivera, let’s begin.”Mr. Sterling turned toward Marco. “Mr. Rivera, are you and Ms. Flores still in a relationship?”Marco leaned back slightly in the witness chair and glanced at Ariana. There was no warmth in his eyes anymore. His expression was cold, almost amused.“No. We are not.”Ariana stared at him. “Marco, what are you doing?”Marco ignored her.Mr. Sterling nodded. “When did the relationship end?”“Recently,” Marco replied. “I broke up with her after I discovered the kind of woman she really is.”Ariana’s face tightened. “What the hell is that suppos

Gabriella ran across the tarmac, her bare feet slapping against the cold concrete. Her lungs burned, and her legs were beginning to ache, but she refused to stop. She had to get away before the police caught her.Ahead, she spotted another private jet. It was smaller than the one she had arrived in, and she had no idea who owned it. She didn’t care. All she needed was a way out.When she reached the jet, she saw that the stairs were already down. The engines were off, and a man in a suit stood near the bottom of the stairs, talking on his phone.Gabriella didn’t hesitate. She shoved him hard.The man stumbled backward and fell onto the tarmac, his phone flying from his hand. “Hey! What the hell are you doing?” he shouted.Gabriella ignored him and rushed up the stairs. She burst into the cabin and headed straight for the cockpit.The pilot, a middle-aged man with gray hair, turned around with a confused look on his face. “Start the plane!” Gabriella screamed. “Start it now!”The pilot

The officer wrote down her name and moved to the next question. “Date of birth?”Gabriella gave it reluctantly, clearly irritated that she had to answer such basic questions.The officer continued. “Any medical conditions?”Gabriella rolled her eyes. “Yes. I’m pregnant. Four months pregnant. And I’m surrounded by incompetence.”The officer ignored the insult and continued filling out the form. “We’ll do a full medical evaluation later. Now, take off your clothes.”Gabriella’s eyes widened. “Excuse me?”“You heard me. Strip. Full-body search. Standard procedure.”Gabriella immediately crossed her arms over her chest. “Absolutely not. I am not taking my clothes off in front of you people.”The officer stood and walked around the desk. “You don’t have a choice. You can do it yourself, or we can assist you.”Gabriella looked toward the other officers in the room. There were three of them. All women. All large. All staring at her with the kind of expression that made it clear they were not

Alejandro stood on the tarmac, staring at the empty stretch of road where the police vehicle had disappeared. He could still hear Gabriella’s angry voice in his head, protesting as the officers dragged her away. He had watched them arrest his wife, but he still couldn’t understand how it had happened.He ran a hand through his hair and let out a frustrated breath. Their honeymoon was over, and Gabriella was now in police custody. How had the police found her? Who had told them she was at the airport?“Mr. Favino?” one of his associates called cautiously.Alejandro turned. The young man stood a few feet away, looking nervous. “Should I arrange transportation home?”“Home?” Alejandro repeated, his voice rising. “My wife has just been arrested, and you’re asking me about going home?”“I’m sorry, sir. I was only asking—”“Then answer something useful!” Alejandro snapped. “How did the police find her? Who gave them the information? And how did they get an arrest warrant without anyone war

Marco hesitated, and the silence that followed made Alejandro’s stomach tighten. “Elena is alive.”Alejandro froze. For several seconds, he couldn’t speak, think, or even breathe properly. Elena was dead. Everyone had told him she was dead. So how could she possibly be alive? “What did you just say?” he demanded.“Elena is alive,” Marco repeated. “She was found twitching in the morgue. Someone noticed she was still showing signs of life, so they rushed her back to the hospital. The doctors stabilized her, but she suffered a severe head injury. She’s in a coma.”Alejandro’s mouth fell open. “Elena is alive?”“Yes, but the doctors don’t know when she’ll wake up. They can’t even promise that she will.”His fingers tightened around the phone. His eyes burned as tears gathered in them. His little sister had nearly been buried alive, and he hadn’t even been there. “Why the hell didn’t anyone tell me earlier?” he demanded. “How long has she been in the hospital?”“The situation has been cha