Semua Bab My Ex Regrets Losing Me After I Married His Uncle: Bab 1 - Bab 10

“Ana, have you heard? Your father is arranging for Juliette to marry that idiot, Tristan!”“Watch your mouth, Andrew. Tristan is your uncle,” Anastasia said coldly.“Help me convince your father to call off the engagement!”Andrew grabbed Anastasia’s arm tightly—not merely holding it, but squeezing hard enough to make it hurt.Anastasia remembered this moment vividly from her previous life.She also knew exactly what Juliette was going to say next.“Enough, Andrew. Don’t act like this,” Juliette cut in, gently placing a hand over Andrew’s.Her touch looked almost flirtatious rather than an attempt to loosen his grip.“Anastasia would never be able to convince Daddy to call off this arrangement. She doesn’t even want me back,” she said, resting her forehead against Andrew’s shoulder and pretending to sob.Anastasia gave a cold, mocking smile before yanking her arm free, forcing Andrew’s grip to release.“You should feel lucky that Judith chose you to marry Tristan,” Anastasia said calm

“I’ve heard the news. Is it true that you’re taking my place and marrying that idiot?”Juliette barged into Anastasia’s room without permission, bombarding her with questions.Anastasia, who was sitting by the window, merely glanced at her without answering. Irritated by her silence, Juliette stepped closer.“Why did you do it? Don’t you love Andrew?”Anastasia lifted her head and briefly glanced at her stepsister before turning her gaze back toward the window.“Isn’t this what you wanted? I’m willingly giving him to you, so why are you still questioning my reasons?”Juliette laughed. “I don’t believe you. Are you playing some kind of game with me?”“Ask Judith if you don’t believe me. She should be handling our marriage documents by now.”“Then what about Andrew? Why didn’t you tell him?”“Didn’t he say he would call off our engagement if I failed to convince Dad to cancel your arrangement with Tristan? I’m simply avoiding the humiliation of being publicly rejected.”“Everyone knows

“This is the most beautiful gift I’ve ever received in my entire life.”Juliette stood before Anastasia in the luxurious wedding gown that Anastasia had originally chosen for her own wedding to Andrew, complete with matching jewelry.Meanwhile, Anastasia had been forced to wear the simple wedding dress Juliette had chosen for her.Of course, Juliette had done it deliberately.During yesterday’s wedding dress fitting—which Andrew had, naturally, accompanied her to—Juliette had deliberately chosen the simplest, most outdated, and cheapest-looking dress for herself, supposedly for Anastasia to wear.Her excuse was that she would be having a private wedding with Tristan, a man with special needs. But the real reason was that she wanted to humiliate and belittle Anastasia in front of the Westwood family.What Juliette didn’t know was that Anastasia would be changing into another dress—a far more luxurious and expensive couture gown specially prepared for her by Judith Westwood.At Anastasi

Meanwhile, at the Westwood family residence, the wedding altar had also been prepared in lavish fashion. The Westwood mansion stood imposing, cold, and intimidating on the edge of a cliff. The crashing waves could be heard all the way to the front yard, where Anastasia and Tristan’s wedding ceremony was about to take place.“Welcome to the Westwood family residence.” Judith Westwood approached them. She was the lady of the house, the matriarch of the Westwood family—the woman who should have retired and spent her days relaxing if that tragedy had not left Tristan Westwood with a devastating brain injury. “From today onward, this house will be your home too.”Tristan approached with a bouquet of lush red roses. “These are for the most beautiful bride in the world.”Judith smiled. “I heard you like roses, so I ordered the servants to plant various kinds of roses around the grounds.”Anastasia was stunned.Judith Westwood had always been known as an arrogant, intimidating old woman who wa

A smile never left Juliette’s face, especially now that she and Andrew were alone in the master bedroom of Rutherford Manor. It was their first night as husband and wife.“Andrew, honey….” Juliette approached her husband and wrapped both arms around his neck. “I never thought this day would come. We’re officially husband and wife now. You know I love you so much, don’t you?”Andrew stood there, stiff and still. He did not respond to any of Juliette’s touches. His expression was utterly blank, making it impossible for Juliette to guess what was going through her husband’s mind.“Andrew, you’ve been acting strange ever since we stood at the altar.” Juliette finally let her frustration show. “Wasn’t this supposed to be the happiest day of our lives?”Andrew exhaled. With that breath, it was as though some of the tension in his body left with it.“I’m sorry…,” he murmured. “I just can’t get over the fact that Anastasia would…”“Anastasia!?” Juliette interrupted.She released her arms from