Jilted To Jewel The Rejected Bride Rise นิยาย & เรื่องราว

With a sharp huff, Cain turned and walked away, the crowd parting for him as he passed. Behind him, Vera lifted her glass. Orion met it with his own. They clinked them together, identical smirks stretching across their lips. And for the first time that night, Vera felt it fully— This was only the beginning. —— “Your dress is stealing the show, Ms. Vera,” Maya whispered beside her as they stood watching Didi and Cain stroll slowly down the aisle. The press were everywhere. Cameras flashed like lightning. Phones were raised high, people stretching on their toes just to get a better view of the bride and her gown. Vera overheard a group of women behind her murmuring breathlessly that they would

Chapter 1: cheated on on the Altar Leilani’s POV I grinned as the door came open and I walked down the aisle with my eyes pinned to the ground. My joy knew no bounds. “I was getting married to the man of my———- I lifted my head and just in that instant my breath got knocked out of me. Stopping, my gaze filtered the room, my veil draped over my face as I saw my husband-to-be standing on the altar with a bride that wasn't me.

Rhea Reynolds walks in on her husband of 10 years, Henry Reynolds, getting engaged to his first love, Hannah Collins, on their anniversary. He serves her divorce papers with a cold-blooded “I don’t love you anymore” confession. Hit by the devastating betrayal, Rhea’s entire world takes a shattering turn, especially when her only son, Kayon, rejects her too and chooses another woman as his new mom. Rhea gave Henry and Kayon everything, but they effortlessly discarded her like she meant nothing to them. Heartbroken and humiliated, Rhea is forced back to the life she abandoned for Henry, her family, and the Rossi, whom she cut ties with years ago. Now, she’s broken beyond recogni

She sat with her knees pulled up in the study chair and watched the progress bar crawl, and at some point he had come and sat on the floor beside her instead of across the desk, close enough that she caught the register of what he said without needing the angle, and for a while it felt less like two people solving a crime and more like two people keeping each other company through a bad night, which, she thought, might be the truest description of a marriage anyone had given her yet. The bar hit one hundred percent at 3:52 a.m. Two names came back. Josie read them off the screen twice before she trusted herself to say them out loud. "Thomas Rourke," she said. "And—" She stopped. "And what."

There was a knot in her stomach that refused to go away no matter how hard she tried to calm herself down. "Maam, don't you like the dress?" one of the maids asked when she noticed the unsatisfied look on Juliette's face. "No, It's beautiful... but..." Juliette hung her head again, "The groom disgusts me..." she mumbled gritting her teeth in an inaudible voice. The maids shared confused glances but kept quiet. Maybe they know that this was a forced marriage and the little bride might be uncomfortable. They tried to make her smile but failed. They could see the anger on that pretty face.

“You are weak. You beg. You hesitate. You doubt. You don’t deserve him or deserve survival. But I do…I am the bride who never disobeyed.” Vincent stepped forward sharply, declaring, “She’s not you.” The false bride grinned wider, revealing Camela's own teeth behind her smile. “She is me… she is what I would have become if I didn't obey.” The whispering crowd rose to their feet, their faceless heads nodding in rhythm to agreement as one voice echoed: “The bride must finish what she started.” The aisle between Camela and her double lit up with fire, leading the path. Bright red flames raced along the carpet, yet the faceless guests remained still and didn't move. They simply stared and increas

"Tell me, did you cry when his son left you at the altar? I heard you stood there for twenty minutes, waiting like a lost puppy while everyone laughed." My jaw tightened, but I said nothing. "It must have been so humiliating. Three hundred guests watching you get rejected. Your own fiancé choosing a rogue over you." She pressed a hand to her chest dramatically. "I would have died of shame." "Poor little Juliette Marlowe," the pig-eyed woman agreed. "Not pretty enough. Not interesting enough. Not woman enough to keep a man's attention." They both giggled. "And then, instead of crawling back to your pathetic little pack, you threw yourself at his father. Right there in front of everyone. Like

Now that I knew Kristo was waiting outside for me, I couldn’t wait to get down there and meet him. I’d expected to panic right up to the moment I walked down the aisle, but a coolness swept over me as I got to my feet. I could hear them starting to play out there, and I looked out the window to see Jolene wheeling herself down the aisle, throwing the daisies in front of her. Those flowers, Kristo said had reminded him of me. Jolene had been so stubborn, insisting on getting there under her own steam, and I couldn’t help smiling as I watched her moving slowly down the aisle. I couldn’t quite see Kristo, but I knew he would be there alongside his sister in that gorgeous suit. Darla had stepped

It was tomorrow. My wedding. I stood at the centre of the room with my wedding gown on, barely breathing. It didn’t feel real. Valerio had ordered it days ago from India, and now it clung to my body like it had always belonged to me…light ivory, soft silk, a veil so long it trailed behind me like a river. “You’re the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen, Miss Althea,” Rose, the maid helping me, whispered.

" I dug my fingernails into my palms as my heart throbbed painfully. In the room, I looked around the crowd of mocking faces and perfectly understood that this was a scene specially staged by Adeline and Tracie, all to make me the laughingstock of Crisea and please Everett. They were certain I would flee like a coward, but I wasn't going to let them have it their way. I walked up, knelt on one knee before the bride, and pulled out a ring. "Will you marry me?" For a moment, dead silence fell over the room before Adeline's rage and Tracie's panic followed. Adeline rushed forward and yanked me up. "Have you lost your mind, Aston? Are you serious about marrying a widowed fishmonger?