Betrayal At The Altar Novels & Stories

I had lived a version of the same geometry. The difference was that I had never been attached to the man I married. Albert believed Dennis was the person he trusted and shared a life with. Alicia spoke into the pause without raising her voice. “It’s a bigger betrayal.” Dennis stopped the playback with a jab of his thumb and lifted his eyes to mine. Rage had replaced some of the panic. “You send that to Albert and I’ll make sure you regret it.” I sat up straighter and matched his stare. “How, exactly?”

Her tone is flat, and unlike her. I raise my eyebrows at her, and give a small, soft laugh. “Okay, Val.” “I mean it.” “If you say so.” “Anton, those are my conditions to yours,” She clarified. This got my full attention. “Are you serious?” “You give me what I asked for, I will do what you asked in return. If you ever let another woman touch you, I will kill her,” Val reiterates. “All or nothing. I will not and cannot live through another betrayal by a man.”

“I came because I couldn’t bear not to tell you that he had stolen three million dollars and that you and Anton will pay for his bad decisions. But you deserve that and more. For being fake and for fooling me. Don’t call me anymore. You’re dead to me.” And just as she arrived, she left. She did not wait for an apology nor did she wait to see how her sister got out of the shock in which her words had left her. She left because she could not wait a second longer in front of the person, she had trusted her life with until then, the one who watched her grow up and who she said supported her. The betrayal hurt her more than her parents’ betrayal because they said what they thought from the very f

He needed an alternate plan, and he think he knew exactly what he needed to do. But first, there was something he needed to take care of. He trusted his maids and the help around the manor; he didn’t think the ones he currently had would betray him. Beatrice had been his head maid for generations and even though Petra was a flirt, and new, he still trusted her to do her job and nothing more. But they both betrayed his trust; Petra betrayed him by attempting to kill Deonna. Not to mention drugging them both. Beatrice betrayed him by knowing about the whole ordeal.

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:

The headline flashed on her screen: “Lucas Garrison to Wed Maddie Jekins in Lavish Ceremony." The accompanying article detailed the upcoming nuptials, mentioning the who's who of celebrities, business moguls, and politicians expected to attend. Olivia's eyes narrowed as she read the malicious spin on her past: "Sources claim Lucas's ex-wife terminated their pregnancy and abandoned him for another man, prompting Lucas to seek love once more with Maddie Jekins." The rage that had simmered beneath the surface erupted, transporting her back to the darkest moments of her past. The same fiery anger and sense of betrayal she had felt when Lucas's true nature was revealed coursed through her veins o

The moment she said that, my expression shifted, but it only made my face colder. "Saved your life?" I repeated. "Didn't my sister save your life, too? Despite that, you were willing to slander her, let my mother die, and let my sister's body be left out there and reduced to ashes. I really want to know what kind of debt could ever be worth that much." "Arthur, what are you talking about?" Winona asked, her voice shaking. "We don't understand. When did I ever cause your mother's death? Isn't she doing fine in the nursing home?"