All Chapters of I Was Reborn to Marry This Annoying Man?: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

PROLOGUEAurelia was a country built on sharp contrasts.At its very core stood Solene City - a dazzling hub of wealth and power that seemed to just radiate excess. Skyscrapers pierced the clouds like giant shards of glass, expensive cars lined private streets and you'd be hard pressed to find anyone who didn't own a mansion or a penthouse. In Solene, money talked louder than any law and in a place like that, influence was easily passed down to the next generation, as much as it was earned - but to be honest, it felt more like its mostly handed down on a silver platter.Not far away was Lunada City, a place that's home to a more cerebral set of folks - the types who'd rather spend their time figuring out the next big thing, than bragging about their bank balances. It's one of those places where ambition isn't bought and sold, but actually born - and you can actually get ahead on the strength of your mind and your hard work.And it's in Lunada City that the wheels came off for Seraphin

For a moment, no one moved.The grand wedding hall—once filled with soft music and polite murmurs—fell into stunned silence. Faces froze mid-expression, as if the entire audience had been turned into statues.A wedding turning into a public spectacle was not unheard of among the elite.But this?This was unheard of.Whispers erupted almost immediately, spreading like wildfire across the hall. All eyes shifted from the stage to the man seated at the front row—someone who looked painfully out of place.He sat there casually, one leg crossed over the other, holding a chicken drumstick in his hand.He was eating.And judging by the way he chewed, he was enjoying it thoroughly.His clothes were neither formal nor casual, as if he had dressed without consulting the dress code at all. His hair was slightly messy, his posture lazy, and his expression absent-minded. He looked like someone who had wandered in by accident—perhaps a distant acquaintance who had followed the smell of food.Some gu

After Lucien and Seraphina left the venue, all remaining eyes turned to the Hawthorne and Moreau families.The silence did not last long.The man from the first-rate family who had laughed earlier stood up, clapping slowly, his face full of satisfaction. "If there's another show like this," he said cheerfully as he looked at Edmund Hawthorne, "don't forget to invite me."He laughed again. "Totally worth coming. Good food, free entertainment."Then he turned to Julian, smiled brightly, and added, "By the way, the fried chicken was excellent. Don't forget to invite me to your wedding with Caleb."With that, he laughed and walked out.One by one, the guests followed.Some laughed openly. Some shook their heads in disbelief. Others whispered excitedly, clearly convinced they had just witnessed one of the most entertaining social disasters in Lunada City's history....On the other side of the city, Lucien slowed his electric bike and stopped by the roadside.Seraphina, seated behind him,

"So you finally decided to come back."Margaret Hawthorne's voice cut through the hall the moment Seraphina stepped fully inside the villa. She stood near the living room, arms crossed tightly, her expression sharp and furious—no trace of the gentle mother she once pretended to be.Seraphina closed the door behind her calmly."I'm here to get my things," she said evenly.Margaret scoffed. "Your things?" She laughed bitterly. "You still dare to call this place your home after what you did yesterday?"Before Seraphina could respond, hurried footsteps echoed.Caleb appeared from the corridor, his face pale with anxiety and anger mixed together. "Sister," he snapped, "do you have any idea what kind of trouble you caused?"Seraphina turned to him slowly, her gaze steady. "Good morning, Caleb."His lips twitched. "Don't pretend nothing happened! Julian is furious. Do you know how hard it was for Father to calm him down?"As if summoned by his name, a heavy presence descended the staircase.