Novelas y relatos de Betrayed Bride

She actually doesn’t care. Silas and Fidelia were still going to marry tomorrow — except Fidelia wanted a miserable life, apparently. But Fidelia had already stormed out, dragging that stupid gown behind her and picking up her phone as she rushed out of the house. Tears streamed down her face in intense pain. She felt betrayed, played, and used. How could her stepsister and her fiancé have sex with each other the night before our wedding? They must have been dating, and yet she was the one getting married to him. Memories of Silas and Bridget laughing, hugging, and always being way too close flashed through her head like knives.

They remained oblivious to my departure until I heard my name, "Helen." The mention of my name halted me in my tracks. The stool I had accidentally bumped must have jolted them from their romantic cocoon. I stopped, unable to bring myself to face them again. The emotions surged within me, and tears streamed down my cheeks. I bit my lips so hard they bled, determined not to break down. Swiftly, I fled the office, propelled by the sting of betrayal and heartbreak.

Lucas asked when he saw the dreaded look on Hayden's face "Don't tell me that is an arranged marriage that rich parents always make out for their kids." Gerald asked with a shock expression. "No i have no idea about this, how could my parents do this to me? How could they get me betrothed with my consent." Hayden yelled trying to control his temper "Oh my God, this is terrible, do you think Tessa already knows and could this be the reason that she is back to this country from England?" Lucas arched his brow " I can't believe that my father betrayed me by getting me betrothed to the least person i like without my consent, i always knew that he was greedy. How could that old man do this to me?

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.

Today was our wedding day. D-day, big day, or whatever term other people called it. In fact, it was supposed to be the happiest day of my life…our lives. And yet the groom-to-be was nowhere to be found. Little did I know he was on one knee in front of his supposedly dead ex-girlfriend when he should have been waiting for me at the altar as I walked down the aisle. Never I imagined that his haunted past would cause even the only thing we had to crumble before my eyes.

But at least I had found a family who truly loved me. As they led me out of the bridal suite, down the elevator towards the wedding venue, my heart felt heavy. Wasn’t I betraying their trust in me? They had no idea that I wasn’t Dominic’s actual wife. They would be so hurt when I left and Kimberly returned. But what could I do? I didn’t choose this arrangement at all. We walked out of the elevator onto the expansive terrace overlooking the caldera. With sweeping views of the volcanic cliffs, the caldera, and the deep blue sea beyond, the place provided the perfect backdrop for a romantic wedding.

Jeremiah and Suzan’s late father. ‘’Your father was my very good friend, and the both of us trusted each other. But he betrayed me. He informed me. Suzan was then very shocked, hearing that her father betrayed him. She was aware that both her father and Mr.Jeremiah were great friends. Even before the painful murder of her late father and mother, she knew how they were very close with Mr.Jeremiah. Truly, she was provoked after hearing such words of information. But then, she refused to let it be known to him that she already knew about the details of those who murdered her parents.

Gianna shook her head slowly after listening to the explanation of how the whole issue came about, also staring at Mason, who sat impassively in front of her with his fingers absentmindedly tapping the armrest of the couch he sat on. She took a deep breath as she slid the wedding ring off her finger then placed it on the glass table separating them. "This isn't even real. We never signed any marriage documents, did we? It was all a misunderstanding, and I'm sorry for my part in it. Actually, you know what? I'm not sorry, because if you had just given me a chance to speak and get things straight earlier on, we could have avoided all of this.” “So you can just go ahead and marry your original

As I stand at the party, watching the greatest betrayal of my life, a million ways to destroy them fill my head. This scene before me feels like a movie to me. My heart tightens in great pain as I watch the only man i’ve come to love and trust in my life. The man I call my own. Same man I’m ready to be married to in three days' time, kissing and rubbing his hands through the body of my step-sister in the presence of family and friends. This was the last thing I would had ever thought would happen to me. I could bet my life that Gideon would never do this to me. He loves me so much, and could never betray me.

"Michael and I, well we never intended to develop feelings for one another. It gradually occurred in the last few months as we spent more time together, planning your wedding and such." I understood that she was going to attempt to tell me a clichéd story of being "soul mates" who had somehow found their "eternal love" for each other while planning my wedding, and I couldn't bear it. "Keep it," I interrupted her, shocking us both with the bitterness in my tone. "I am not interested in listening to any more of your weak excuses. You betrayed my trust in the most severe way by stabbing me in the back. You not only cheated with my partner, but also pretended to be my friend while I was planning