Todos los capítulos de Married the Right Girl This Time: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

Yvette wasn't their real daughter. That part was true.Rosie always played the victim, whining that Yvette bullied her. And like an idiot, I believed it. Treated Yvette like garbage.But after marrying Rosie, I started seeing the truth. Yvette was the one getting wrecked.She was the one who found me in that basement.I remember it like it just happened—her legs weren't paralyzed. She kept pounding on that door, fists bleeding, and didn't stop.Then Rosie stormed in with a crew and had them beat Yvette half to death.I still hear her screaming, "Filthy whore. Why didn't the kidnappers finish you off? You stole my life, my parents, my man!"Yvette didn't cry. Didn't flinch. She dropped to her knees and said, "Let Quinn go. I'll do whatever you want."Rosie yanked her by the hair and slammed her into the wall. Again and again. I can still hear the thuds.And through all that blood, Yvette whispered, "Quinn, I've been looking for you for so long."So yeah, this wasn't some impul

Rosie's eyes went wide. "What?! Brother-in-law?!"Yvette rolled right past her, calm and collected. "Tonight's my wedding with Quinn. Didn't you hear?"I looked up at her and smiled. "Told you. She just wouldn't listen."Rosie froze. "No way. Mom and Dad went to your house to talk about my marriage. He was supposed to marry me!"Sebastian stepped in, voice low. "Rosie, the Quandts were always engaged to Yvette."She wasn't buying it.She smoothed her dress, forced a smile, and grabbed my hand. "Quinn, drop the drama. Let's finish the ceremony. Caleb's still waiting."I pulled my hand back without thinking.She scoffed. "Even if tonight's our wedding, I'm not spending it with you. I promised Caleb I'd be with him. So don't waste my time."Word for word—that's what she said last time.Back then, I was dumb enough to think marriage might change her. That if I held on long enough, she'd come around.So I begged her to stay.Gordon even had Caleb shipped off that night, quietly.

I laughed. "Don't twist it. We were never a thing. So where's the betrayal?"She blinked like I slapped her, then lunged at Yvette, yanking her collar. "You've always competed with me for everything! And now you're stealing my man? You nasty thief!"Deborah's slap echoed. "What garbage are you spewing?! I raised Yvette—I know who she is. She's not a thief. Quinn was never yours to begin with. He was always going to marry Yvette!"Rosie stood there, stunned. "Mom? You hit me... for some adopted girl?!"Gordon's hands trembled. "Yvette's already been through hell with the kidnapping... Why are you still hurting her? Didn't you promise to treat her like a real sister when you came back? Was that all just talk?"That hit me. Hard.Back then, when Rosie dragged me into messing with Yvette, I'd already noticed Gordon and Deborah actually gave a damn about her. But Yvette never used their love to get back at Rosie. Not once.She was kind. The kind of girl who really deserved to be love

Deborah's face went dark.She stormed up to Rosie and slapped her, hard. "It was you?! How could you?! Yvette's my daughter—blood or not, she still gets a share! Do you even realize how happy she was when you came back? She gave up her room for you! You heartless brat—how could you treat her like this?!"She kept swinging with every word.Rosie's face puffed up like a balloon.Gordon turned away, his voice tight. "You crossed the line this time."Yvette finally spoke up. "I wasn't totally out that day. I saw the Yelton logo on the van that grabbed me. That's how I knew it was someone from the family. I didn't know who, so I pretended to be paralyzed to throw them off. I didn't want to believe it—but everything led back to Rosie."Gordon swung hard, knocking Rosie to the floor.Just then, Caleb barged in holding the wedding suit.He froze at the chaos, eyes locking on Rosie crumpled on the floor. "What the hell happened?!"He rushed over, saw the blood on her face, then snapped