Novel & Cerita A Bride's Revenge No Longer The Backup

“And then?” I sighed. “He didn’t cancel. Probably figured it would be easier and much cheaper for him to push through with the wedding than call it off. So… my dream wedding happened. From the invitations, down to the honeymoon suite! It happened exactly how I wanted it to be. The only difference was, I wasn’t the bride anymore!” “He didn’t!” Janis had her hands on her mouth. “That is disgusting! How… how could your cousin do that to you?” I shrugged. “Beats me. But I think I’ve had a bit of my revenge already.”

Mode of transportation and plane tickets are not a problem since we decide to use Brian’s private jet. ’Goodbye Miami’ I whisper to myself as I stare at the place where I have had all my happy moments and fair share of problems too, the place that had been my home. I am leaving the place to move on from some people but I am never going to leave the memories. I just need a fresh start but I sure as hell will keep the memories locked up deep within me and I will unleash them when the time to satiate my burning desire for revenge is up. Author’s note;

Natalie said. After hearing her words, Lucian looked at her and tucked the small hairs that fell on her forehead behind her ears and said, "My revenge is over. Damien Denver and Nancy have been arrested by the police. I exposed all their plots in front of my grandfather. Grandfather immediately threw them out of the house. They are now in jail. Now our revenge is over. Now it's time to start a new life. So before I start a new life, I want to know a thing from you, will you marry me?"

It all came back to me in a flash — the betrayal, the humiliation, my death. Right in cue, Larisa walked in my direction with a glass in her hand. “Ah, the forbidden fruit had arrived,” I smirked. With my memory intact and my resolve sharpened by hatred, I was ready for revenge. “You won't win,” I smirked. “Not this time, dear sister.”

that was actually a carefully chosen weapon—and settled back in my chair to enjoy the show that was about to unfold. "Patience," I replied. "The best revenge is the kind that comes when your target least expects it. Right now, Alora thinks she's living a fairy tale. She thinks she's escaped her past and reinvented herself as the perfect billionaire's wife." I watched as Alora and her mother began their slow, ceremonial walk down the aisle, guests rising to their feet in traditional respect for the bride's entrance. "But the past has a way of catching up with people," I continued, my voice barely above a whisper. "And today, her past is sitting in the front row with the perfect view of her do

We paid two different actors to pretend to be a priest and a notary public, our marriage doesn't exist anywhere. Although she had given me my body, I had given her my soul, for a few hours, in this hut, I stopped being Habbab Arslan, the man who owed a debt to his family, the man who was doing all this for pure revenge, she killed him... But I could not stay dead, I had to wake up when the sun came up and break the heart of that poor girl who so trustingly curled up next to me. "Habbab, that was really special, wasn't it?" I ask excitedly.

Her heart dropped to her stomach; Bruce would finally open her veil and see who was behind it. He reached out for her veil and slowly opened it. He widened his eyes in surprise; this wasn't the woman he was supposed to marry! He opened his mouth to say something, but words seemed to have disappeared from his mouth. Everyone still watched on, remembering his reputation might be at stake if he hesitated; he kissed her, but it was not a passionate kiss, as he didn't want to kiss the woman who was supposed to be his sister-in-law! Their parents had noticed the change but kept quiet about it.

“How much did you pay Levi Snow to help you put on this little charade? “You think this is enough to provoke me? Well, congratulations, it worked! Now get the hell out of that car!” I reached into my bag and retrieved the marriage license. Calm and collected, I said, “This isn’t an act.” That simple sentence shattered whatever composure he had left. “You think marrying him will get back at me? You’re a woman I’ve discarded after having used up—someone who had even had a miscarriage. How long do you think Levi Snow will keep you around? “You’re nothing but a tool he’s using to disgust me! When he has had his fill, let’s see where you go crying next!”

Upstairs on the second floor, the muffled sounds coming from the bedroom grated on my nerves. I pressed my fingers to my aching temples and took in the familiar sight of the house. Then it hit me—I was back! I was reborn! My gaze was locked on the bedroom upstairs, rage burning in my eyes. That shameless Sephine Fidel! She'd brought her side piece home and had me take the fall. In my past life, I'd forgotten a file at home. I'd jumped in a cab and returned home to grab it, only to walk in on my sister-in-law, Sephine Fidel, mid-affair.

revenge didn’t feel satisfying. “No.” Hannah shook her head. “Are you sure?” Hannah looked intently at her husband. “I have you. Revenge would only taint my heart. I’d constantly think of ways to destroy them. I might not even have time to pay attention to you.” Alden held both of Hannah’s hands, gently kissing the backs of her hands alternately. “That’s my girl,” Alden whispered. “It’s okay if I want to forget everything and live my days with you, right?”