La Novia Equivocada Novels & Stories

I had stopped breathing for the count of fourth grade. "Fourth. Your father knows about Pinnacle. He's known since 2021. Cosima knows. Margaret Tang knows. Your mother knows. Bea knows. Theron knows. Marisol doesn't know. You didn't know. That is my fault. I should have told you the night you signed. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would think I had married you to finish the dismantling. I hadn't. I'd been dismantling Carter for two years before there was any plan of marrying you. The wedding swap was a gift. The dismantling was already in motion."

Anna inquired curiously. "I had gone to visit Hannah for business reasons but when I got to her apartment, she seemed drunk and out of it. She mistook me for Dylan and I couldn't bring myself to admit I wasn't him. I took advantage of her confused state and slept with her. It was a mistake, a stupid, terrible mistake that lasted one night." The truth landed with the force of a physical blow. Anna felt the blood drain from her face. It was worse than she had imagined. Not just a crush or a flirtation—a physical betrayal, one that had been eating at Liam for a while.

AVA HAYES My tears roll down, as Dante groans for the tenth time, his voice weak, unable to contain the pain anymore. “You bastard!” Sebastian kicks him in the mouth, then roughly rakes his hand through Dante's hair before turning to me. “Are you sure this is what you want?” He glares, his face darkening as he steps closer to me. I can't be mated to him. Noo, this must be a mistake, a big mistake.

"What's wrong with you, sicko?" I swallowed hard. "Is this the East part?" His forehead creased. "The fck are you saying?" I cupped my mouth as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Oh my God! D-Did I marry the wrong man?" He stared at me with furrowed eyebrows but he clenched his jaws and grabbed my shoulders. "What are you talking about? Are you saying you came to the wrong wedding? You were not sent by someone? You didn't hide my bride?"

The moment Eugene mentioned my name, his expression darkened. "I misjudged Abigail. If I had known, I never would have recommended her to join the hospital!" Faith chimed in, "Mr. Torres, you're not the only one who was fooled. I trusted her for years—turns out it was all an act!" I covered my mouth in disbelief. I had thought that no matter how much Martha deceived my family, my colleagues wouldn't erase my past achievements.

Love was two people chasing their dreams together and supporting each other side by side. Right now, a few barbed words from Finn could never shake my feelings. However, Finn still didn't give up. One day, he showed up in my office with a guitar. He played and sang the song "Look at Me, Eyes Don't Lie", the same one he had sung when he confessed to me back then. The familiar melody brought no warmth. All I felt was deep annoyance. I thought the song was ironic. After we married, he lied to me almost every day.

they replied in unison, their voices echoing in the small room, a moment they would both remember for different reasons. “Do you, Dylan Blackwood, take Emily Green to be your lawfully wedded wife?” the clerk began, her monotone voice nearly drowning out the weight of the moment. "Dylan?" Emily echoed in confusion, glancing nervously at him. "Daryl," he feigned correction, a disarming smile plastered on his face. “The clerk must have made a mistake in reading my handwriting,” he lied with practiced ease.

Alejandro Herrera, the man who once barked commands like they were gospel, now stood there stripped of defenses, with no corporate shield to hide behind. He gestured toward the couch. “Would you... sit? Please?” She nodded slowly and crossed the room, careful, like approaching a wild animal. She perched on the edge of the couch while he remained standing, pacing once, twice, before turning to face her. “There are things I should’ve told you from the beginning, Valeria,” he began. “About who I was... before all of this. Before we became... married by mistake.” She let out a breath of disbelief and shook her head with a bitter smile. “You make it sound like it was just a clerical error.”

"I don't know, I think I want to file for a divorce." Her eyes widened and she looked at me. She quickly stopped what she was doing and held my hands. "What's wrong? You can't possibly file for a divorce." She said. I caught my breath. "Mom," I called out in a whisper. "We were not supposed to fall in love and even get married. We're married by mistake, his family planned the wedding without informing us and....." She interrupted with a question. "Are you in love with him?" I raised my eyebrows slightly, and I softened my eyes a bit. "I can't do without him but I'm trying, I don't want to develop feelings for him."

After telling me that the woman I had seen was his fiancée? And now he expected me to dress up and play the obedient wife at some stupid party? “I am not going anywhere.” His back was still turned to me. A short laugh escaped him. “Two hours... Serena.” My entire body went still. Serena. Again. My heart thudded painfully against my chest. He had called me Yulia less than a minute ago. Now Serena. Who the hell was Serena? I stared at his back, my mind racing through every possibility. Was Serena another woman? Was she someone from his past? And why did he keep looking at me as though he was seeing people who weren't there?