Lahat ng Kabanata ng Betrayed Once, Destroyed Again: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

After a moment of dead silence, the crowd erupted into chatter. The mocking laughter pierced my ears, making my limbs numb.I asked, "Why? Why do you have to do it this way?"Henry Tate's smile was cruel. "Isn't this nice?"My eyes reddened. It was our wedding day, supposedly the happiest day of my life. Yet he actually slept with Rebecca Litt and chose to tell me now. This wasn't getting revenge for me. He was humiliating me in public.I stared at the intertwined figures on the screen, my throat tight.Henry leaned in and whispered with a hint of amusement. "I made a bet with Rebecca. We wondered if you would cry or make a fuss when you saw those photos."He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears off my face. "I knew you would cry first." Then he took his phone out of his pocket, which showed that he was on a call.Rebecca was nonchalant. "Alright, you won. I'm going to learn how to do what you showed me in the video. Just wait until tonight. You're going to enjoy it."My

I sat in the rain, staring at the intertwined figures through the window as my eyes gradually blurred. For a moment, I thought I was looking at Henry from three years ago.Back then, I was like the living dead, not talking, crying, or smiling. I spent every day staring at the ceiling blankly. Henry had tried every way he could to cheer me up. He bought me flowers, but I wouldn't even look at him. He took me to the seaside, but I didn't react. He cooked for me, but I wouldn't take a single bite.That was until one day, he disappeared for the whole afternoon. When he came back, his face was covered in clown makeup, a red ball balanced on his nose as he clumsily performed magic tricks in front of me. He fumbled around and dropped the balls three times.Henry was the sole heir to the Tate family. He had been serious and reserved since childhood, always carrying himself with an air of importance wherever he went. Yet he was willing to put aside his pride just to make me happy.I smiled

12 weeks. 3 months.Henry was going to be a father. Yet just now, he had made me watch him have sex with another woman. To torture me, he even used Dad's donor heart as a threat.Henry cursed, "Fuck!" He shoved Rebecca away, grabbed his pants, and hurriedly pulled them on.Rebecca fell back onto the bed, stunned. "What are you doing?"Henry seemed to not hear her at all. He rushed to his car, the engine roaring as he sped onto the road.He had just reached the hospital when the light outside the operating room went out. He rushed over and grabbed the nurse by the arm. "Where's Helena? Where's my wife?"The nurse winced from his painful grip and backed away in fear."Let me in! I'm her husband!" Henry pushed open the operating room doors, and the harsh light made him squint.The doctor turned around, his gloves covered in blood. "I'm sorry. We did everything we could."Henry looked in the direction of the doctor's finger and saw a white sheet covering the operating table, with

When Henry kicked the door open, I was already lying on the floor, gripping the empty pill bottle.During the stomach pumping, I curled up in pain while he held my shoulders, his hands trembling. When I woke up, the first thing I did was touch my stomach, as if I was relieved.Henry told himself it was Yves' child. Maybe it was better that it was gone. Now I was whole again, and I belonged to him completely.But he couldn't stand seeing me suffer because of Yves again. Henry knelt there all night and swore he'd get revenge.Henry deliberately approached Rebecca, wanting to ruin her reputation.But when Rebecca leaned in to kiss him, he didn't move away. Her body was warmer than mine, and she was more eager. Henry shut his eyes, my face flashing through his mind, but his body didn't lie.He hated himself for getting aroused. Even more, he hated himself for thinking Rebecca was a better lover in bed than me.After it happened for the first time, Henry sat near the bed, his hand tr

When I came across the news, my fingers hovered above the screen for a long while. Even though I wanted to laugh, I couldn't.I thought back to that day, when I knelt in front of the operating room and begged the doctor to issue a death certificate for me.The doctor knew Brandon, so after a short hesitation, he called him.Brandon rushed over and stayed silent for a long time before asking, "Are you really sure about this? Back then, I asked you to leave and study abroad, but you wouldn't. You said Henry was different. You said he could make you happy. But in the end, isn't he cut from the same cloth as Yves?"I lowered my head, tears rolling down my face.Then Henry showed up.I lay there, the white sheet pulled up to my chin. I heard him smashing things, him shouting for the doctor to save me, and him crying like a child.But Henry never once lifted that white sheet.He didn't dare.I closed my eyes and waited. When the hallway finally fell quiet, I opened my eyes and said,