All Chapters of He Betrayed Me, So I Married His Uncle: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Nora HastingsThe entire world believed Ryan Kingsley was the perfect husband.I used to believe it, too.From my penthouse window, I stared at the enormous LED screen on the building across the street. There he was, standing beneath the studio lights in his impeccably tailored suit, wearing that familiar, devastatingly charming smile.On the screen, Ryan was declaring his undying love for me on a talk show.Then he unveiled a necklace adorned with what he called the world’s finest gemstones. He claimed it would symbolize his eternal devotion to me.The audience melted. Social media exploded.Millions of people watched the footage, gushing over our supposedly perfect marriage. To them, Ryan Kingsley was the embodiment of a dream husband, and I was the luckiest woman alive.A bitter laugh escaped my lips as tears blurred my vision.“Love me?” I whispered, staring at the man who had made a fool of me in front of the entire world. “Is that what you call it, Ryan? Loving me so much that yo

Nora HastingsMy fingers tightened around my phone until my knuckles turned white. I wanted to crush it, imagining that I gripped that woman’s throat instead.Anger surged through me, so intense that my teeth trembled.I hated her.She had sent that photograph deliberately, to remind me how little I meant to Ryan. After all, he had apparently bought two identical necklaces and given them to two different women.My tears had finally dried. There was nothing left to cry over. I unclasped the necklace, opened the drawer of my dressing table, and dropped it inside. I didn’t want to see it again.Then, I faced the mirror.My reflection stared back at me. I traced the contours of my face with my fingertips, searching for some flaw I might have overlooked.Was I too old for Ryan? Was I no longer attractive enough?The questions made my stomach twist, but I forced myself to look away. I refused to let his betrayal turn into a judgment of my worth.Before Ryan could return to the bedroom, I qu

Damian KingsleyAfter Nora left the mansion, I excused myself from Ellen and the others. They attempted to persuade me to stay, but I knew my presence wasn’t particularly welcome either.As I got into my car, I glanced through the window and spotted Nora standing beside the estate gates, clutching her handbag beneath the pouring rain.Her dress was completely soaked, clinging to her body. She was shivering, her long hair hanging in wet strands around her face. She looked painfully vulnerable.I knew Ellen and Clara well enough. Neither of them would have bothered arranging transportation for someone they had never liked.I started the engine, drove toward the gate, and pulled up beside her. Then I lowered the passenger-side window.“Get in. I’ll drive you home.”Nora peered into the car, surprised to find me behind the wheel. Instead of accepting, she shook her head.“It’s okay. The rain will stop soon. Thank you.”I frowned. Was she seriously planning to stand there until the storm p