A Bride's Revenge No Longer The Backup Mga Nobela at Kwento

It’s no news to me that I can never be her in his eyes, but don’t blame me if I didn’t want to sign the papers that will mean I am back to being plain old Briana Page again. Don’t blame me if I wanted more out of my miserable life. My palms are sweaty all of a sudden so I dry it out on my loose fitting dress. “It’s just so . . . final.” Nico’s eyes follow the movement of my hands, disapproval stretching itself on his gorgeous face. “Final?” he smirks and rummages his drawers for a pen. “Come the fuck on,” he snaps, “we were barely even married. We saw each other like what – twice?”

she says and the priest calls from afar. “can we proceed the bride is here” and the news is all over the internet and T.V that the bride is back and Brianna saw the news pops up on her cellphone as she was scrolling through her phone and her mood change and she quickly open websit and turn on the T.V to where the wedding will be shown live and she sees Manuel waiting for the bride father to bring her and she was surprised to see her and she flashes back to her men pouring a petrol on the car and she throwing a lighter on it and she says to herself.

He had overheard his parents speaking in hushed tones after Sebastian arrest about it, shocking him as well. Kaira laughed bitterly, realization dawning on her, “It was only about getting back at me wasn’t it?” She asked with venom. “This marriage was all about getting revenge on my family. You never loved me, it was all about the revenge for you.” She yelled angrily, pulling on his shirt but he didn’t react and just let her do as she wanted. “Kaira, please—“ Older Mr Ashford began, walking closer to her but she cut him off.

He put his hand at my back and steered me toward a group of people I vaguely recognized, a city councilman and his wife, a real estate developer whose name I'd seen in the paper, two women who worked in finance and were watching me with open curiosity. "This is Scarlett," Preston said. Easy and certain, like he'd been saying it his whole life. "We're getting married." The councilman shook my hand warmly and said something about what a beautiful event this was. His wife asked me if I was nervous and I told her no, which was a lie of a different variety than the ones I'd been telling all evening. Across the room I caught Sienna watching us.

She tied her red romper gown and said, “Well, your ex-husband will be taking this off tonight and we are going to make sure we laugh at you just like we did years ago, when you lose this again.” I chuckled deeply, putting on my glasses back on, “And my husband and I will also be laughing watching as your husband rots behind bars for forgery.” She clenched her teeth and moved towards me, whispering, “And maybe he might just be your ex-husband again when I lay my charms before him.” I laughed, squinting my eyes and whispered right back, “I’d like to see you try looking like a melted doll.” I took a step back and watched as her face red and anger as well as embarrassment washed over her face.

"Yet, here she is with Davian Grey. She was his mystery woman all along." "I wonder why she is back and how she managed to get married to him" Sabrina's eyes fell on the television where the wedding was being replayed. "They even had a wedding theme similar to the one you wanted when you were younger. Do you think it's a coincidence?" "Of course not. She is back for revenge. She took Davian just like I took Silas. That bitch. I'll kill her once and for all" She screamed and grabbed the car keys that were sitting on the table.

I should have smiled and nodded and counted my blessings. Instead I heard myself ask, "Who was she? The real bride?" Something shifted behind his eyes. Just slightly. Just for a second. "That is not your concern." "I wore her dress," I said. "I spoke her vows. I think it's a little bit my concern." His jaw tightened. "Her name is Vivienne Cole. She was... a prior arrangement." He said the last two words like they tasted stale. "She chose not to appear." I nodded slowly. Something told me that wasn't the whole truth but I also didn't have the energy to pull at that thread tonight.

An hour ago I was standing on the bridge about to end it all and now here I was in my supposed fiancé’s house. Yes… I’m getting married to Sebastian. If I have to marry a total stranger to bring Ethan and Lila down, I will. After all, I married for love… and look what it did to me. Now I’m marrying for revenge. That alone sounded crazy in my head, but at this point, nothing about my life made sense anymore. I sat on the couch quietly, rubbing my hands on my lap, trying to calm the fury inside me.

“Alright, alright. But I feel like a burglar on his own wedding night.” “If you keep talking, I’ll throw my pajamas at your face.” “Oh? That sounds more like a reward than a punishment,” he muttered teasingly, still smiling, still keeping his eyes shut. I shook my head, holding back a smile, and changed as quickly as I could. My heart pounded uncontrollably. I was really doing this. All for revenge. For the pain he’d caused. And yet here I was like this, in front of the man I supposedly hated. Maybe.

she added as Mr Brookes nodded his head fiercely . " Have you finally gone nuts Sloan ? Just hear yourself , how do you intend to keep the news away from the press when the wedding is tomorrow ? Besides where is the bride ? " Williams asked demonstrating dramatically . "That's simple ,hire a Bride ! " Sloan said as raising her voice as Williams gave her a quizzed look . " Call the surgeon to make a face mask exactly as Vanessa's ,we can't loose this contract and hire the bride " Sloan continued as Mr Williams shook his head in remorse .