Novel & Cerita Betrayal At The Altar

It was the air I breathe, of myself, my destiny, and by the people I once regarded as my possession. The saddest thing about betrayal was it never comes from the enemies, but from those who were close enough to gain one’s trust and loyalty. I understood cheating, understood the betrayal Banyan has gone through, and I understood how hard it punched him in the face, knowing he had been used and lied to. He must have struggled to fight up to his might, to protect his beloved mate and precious friend. It was miserable to feel helpless and weak. I was stunned by the idea the Alpha Mare had in mind. It was doable and smart.

“Let me clear it up for you, Henry. We stood on a foundation of trust and loyalty, both of which you just set on fire.” He flinched, his gaze dropping to the floor. “I made a mistake. I—” “A mistake?” I cut him off, my voice rising. “A mistake is forgetting to call. A mistake is leaving the stove on. This?” I gestured wildly between him and Martha. “This is betrayal. It’s calculated. It’s deliberate.” Martha crossed her arms, her lips curling into a smirk. “You’re being dramatic, Ari. It’s not like you and Henry were married.”

Once again, she turned back to me, her face twisting into an ugly sneer. “You are getting the wrong idea, Ally.” I looked toward Trevor. “Trevor, say something.” But he just kept mute. Why the hell am I even trying to clear the air? They both betrayed me without feeling a bit of guilt. Let her think whatever she wants. “Trevor left you and picked someone better to spend the rest of his life with, and you just couldn't get over it! First, you decided to spread your legs for my brother, and now you're luring my man into the bathroom at our wedding?!”

They both had a defensive look, as if they were standing united against the world. The headline screamed across the top. "Celebrity Artist Derek Saltzman's New Mystery Girlfriend: Who Is Teresa Sawyer?" I stared at the image, unable to process what I was seeing. Teresa looked beautiful and angry. Alive in a way I hadn't seen at the engagement party. And Derek Saltzman had his arm around her like he had every right to touch her. Like she belonged to him. "Mr. Chase?" Someone was speaking. One of the executives waiting for me to continue the meeting.

While Alta was gone with his motorcycle, ignoring Reina's hysterical cries. After divorced Reina, Alta rode his motorcycle above everage speed. Reina's crying, her pleading eyes, and the beautiful things they had passed together rose through Alta's head. Alta was constantly riing his motorcycle, his mind was ness. Emotion, guilt, regret, all mixed together. The shadow of Reina and Green came in and out of sight. It's all his fault for betraying Green and choosing Reina, and Alta's getting what he deserves. Once upon a time, there were two women who loved him dearly. One he betrayed, the other he neglected. Now Alta was alone, regretting all his actions without being able to do and change any

He was determined to save the woman he had feelings for because he was planning to change the game now. He lost her dear mother once because of Kohlis but wasn't planning to lose the woman who had given him back his sanity. He did betray her but took an oath to repent for his mistakes.

Even the person in charge of the music stopped playing songs. "Yes, or No, answer me you Betrayal?!!!" Isabelle screamed at the top of her voice. Tears were already rolling down Gabriella's cheeks. "Bella, I can explain..." Gabby whispered. "I'm not seeking any explanation. I asked a direct question and I want a direct answer from you. Are you having an affair with Samuel Adonis Carter, My Father?" "Bella le..." Gabby was saying but Isabelle interrupted her. "Yes or No? Dammit."

“Don’t let your guard down, Catherine. Arsila and the Hart family are the true villains. They didn’t just betray you; they also betrayed the trust of hundreds of people who lost their jobs like Erkana.” “You need to know why Erkana is lying in the hospital... it’s all related to these documents. Erkana was under pressure for months; he fell ill, while his daughter didn’t care about him at all. I’m the only one left... the only person who hid and kept their filth, making the traitors live in fear until now.” Catherine’s body tensed up; a fact and the most powerful weapon to bring down Gistara were now in her hands. Aurora was like an angel sent by God to answer all her anxieties over the past

“You’re proposing to her and you’re worried about the place?” She turned on Althea then, eyes wild. “You took everything from me. My marriage. My life. My place. Wasn’t it enough that everyone chose you? That they always choose you?” Althea looked at her with unsettling calm. Then she smiled. Not kindly. Not apologetically. She stepped forward, just enough to invade Elara’s space. “No,” Althea said coolly. “It wasn’t.” Elara flinched. “You betrayed me,” Althea continued, her voice smooth as silk covered around a blade. “You smiled while doing it. You slept peacefully while my world burned. I’m not taking anything that wasn’t already mine.”

she added, almost too quietly, “found out what they were doing. What the Wards had buried in the trust. He wanted to expose them. Days later, he was dead. Heart attack, they claimed.” Lucas stared at her. “And you believed that?” “I believed enough to stay quiet,” she said. “I wasn’t going to lose you too.” He sat back, shaken to his core. “Why now?” She turned, reached for a leather folder on the table. Held it out to him. “Because you’ve already chosen him. So go into that war armed.” Lucas took it, hands trembling. The folder was old. The edges cracked. Inside were letters. Photographs. Legal documents, brittle and yellowing with time. At the bottom of one page, handwritten in ink: