บททั้งหมดของ Revenge of the Reborn Bride: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

When I opened my eyes, I was standing at the entrance of a lavish private room.Before I could even push down the door handle, the sound of laughter and chatter spilled out from inside."Why didn't Asher bring his fiancée today? Wouldn't Vivian die if she lost him?"The entire room was drunk, men and women alike, teasing without restraint.Asher Vance frowned, clicking his tongue impatiently."Don't bring her up. Makes me sick. She's just a woman I can't seem to get rid of. Even sleeping with her for free would make me sick."My heart slammed against my ribs, a full-body tremor taking hold as the words hit me.So this was what he said when I wasn't around. This was how Asher talked about me—the girl who gave him everything.He lowered his gaze slightly. The dark light cast shadows across his face, yet for a brief moment, there was an unmistakable trace of tenderness."But I told her I'd look out for Vivian, so I'm stuck keeping that promise. Otherwise, with all her little game

The shout in my ear made my head ring. I hit 'end call' on instinct.But before I could even start the car, a pair of large hands slammed against my window. The next second, the door was wrenched open.Asher grabbed the front of my shirt and hauled me out of the car like I was trash."Look what you've done! How could you hurt Celeste like that?!"He didn't wait for an answer. He just dragged me, stumbling, back to the private room. The scene that hit me was Celeste, curled on the couch, her face a masterpiece of tear-streaked fragility.She bit her trembling lip, looking at me with heartbroken eyes."Just give it back, please," she whispered, her voice cracking. "It's all I have left. I already let you have Asher. That little thing is the only piece of him I kept for myself. Don't take that from me, too… please?"She stamped her foot, a petulant gesture amidst the tears, then snatched a wine glass from the table and threw the contents in my face.Asher's heartbreak was instant,

Asher's grip went slack, and I took the chance to pull free.When I lifted my head, I met Alexander's sharp gaze.It wasn't just me—everyone in the room could see the storm gathering in his eyes.This was, after all, his homecoming banquet, and the spectacle Asher's mother was making had just ruined it.I opened my mouth to speak, but Alexander closed the distance in two strides, took my arm, and pulled me firmly against his side."Who did this to your wrist?"Following his sharp gaze, I finally saw the thin line of blood snaking down my arm.It must have been from Asher's knife, that graze when he threatened to cut me. The adrenaline had masked the sting.Asher's face twisted as he watched us, his expression darkening into something ugly."You just got off the plane, Uncle, and she's already clinging to you? Desperate much? Am I not enough? You gotta collect them all?"Rage tightened my chest. I lifted my chin, my voice clear and steady."Stop projecting your filth onto me.

Wedding gowns, venue changes, engagement photos—every single detail had to be reworked from scratch.A dizzying week flew by, and the astonishing thing was, I felt not even a flicker of grief over losing Asher.If it weren't for his mother showing up at my door, I might have forgotten he was ever part of my life.The second she saw me step outside, she charged at me like a woman possessed."Vivian! How can you just call off a wedding like that?! You're making a laughingstock of our family! What is my son supposed to do now?! Stop this nonsense and come home. There's still so much to do before the big day—it's right around the corner!"I let out a soft laugh."Oh, I'm still getting married. Just not to your son. Why are you so upset? And I thought you couldn't stand me? What's with the desperate begging now?"Her face turned a sickly shade of gray. She stood there, mouth opening and closing, no sound coming out.Before she could muster a reply, Celeste stumbled out from behind t

My wedding went down in the social register—for two reasons. The sheer, breathtaking opulence of it, of course. And the fact that my ex-fiancé was arrested for financial fraud by federal agents in the middle of my vows.Asher was later convicted on multiple counts of securities fraud and embezzlement. He'd be spending the rest of his life behind bars.In the quiet days that followed, Alexander would sometimes pull me close and ask, his voice laced with awe, "Did you know? Did you know he would show up like that? Is that why you had everything arranged with the cops?"I'd just give him a cryptic, playful smile. "Maybe I'm just psychic. A genius oracle, remember?"But the truth was mine alone. I hadn't known Asher would come. I was just… terrified. Terrified that this happiness—so vivid, so solid, finally within my grasp—would be ripped away again. Terrified of reliving the nightmare.So I prepared for every possible disaster. I was done letting anyone take what was mine.Resting