Novel & Cerita Revenge Of The Reborn Bride

My voice shook as I spoke. "Miss, you were involved in an accident with your older brother five days ago." He answered me calmly. Five days ago. I was involved in an accident with my brother. My brother! Isn't he supposed to be dead? Yeah... He died like two years back before I got married... My voice trailed off in my head. It was a circuit got burnt instantly in my head. I thought I had figured out everything but it was far from what I had figured out. I had been reborn.

“Today is my 22nd birthday and I would be getting engaged to Bruce today?” They both exchanged confused stares with each other before my mom forced out a smile and took my hands in hers. “Of course darling, today is your birthday and you would getting engaged to Bruce” My mouth slacked open and I was at a loss for words to say because suddenly it dawned on me that I was reborn and the moon goddess had given me a second chance in life. Somehow, I felt this excitement building inside of me because I couldn't wait to make good use of this second chance, set everything right, and most especially, exert revenge on Matilda for what she did to me in the past.

My fingers trembled on the edge of reality as a thousand memories surged into my mind…hospital, betrayal, blood, the staircase, his hands, my death. I was back. Two years before. Back to the very day I said yes. He waited with his eyes bright with anticipation, the same eyes that once watched me fall. I swallowed the bile in my throat. My heart hammered in my chest but not from love, but from clarity. This wasn’t fate. This was my rebirth. And I would rewrite the ending. "Yes." I said as I smiled. His face lit up as he leaned in to kiss me. I let him but behind my lashes, I didn’t see my future husband…I saw a man already dead.

she purrs, her fingers inching lower. I smirk. She might be a rebranded version of herself but those eyes staring back at me still carry the innocence of the Brianna I knew a year ago. That same innocence and inexperience that is all too familiar with Brianna Page. Her fingers pop the button at the base of my neck, ruffling my shirt, “What do you say dear husband? What do you say we —” My hand tugs at her waist, pulling and lifting her whole so that she is no longer pressed against the seat but instead she is forced on top my laps, squashed between my chest and my hand on her waist while her slender fingers grips my shirt.

Adam's P.O.V I’m a fucking idiot. That has to be it. Why else would I have agreed to Stephanie’s revenge plan if I weren’t one? I didn’t need this sort of distraction in my life. Especially now that I’m just barely managing to forget about Tracy. I’ll admit, the benefits of agreeing to this little contract marriage were sort of beneficial to me, they weren’t what engineered my decisions. Loneliness did.

It all came back to me in a flash — the betrayal, the humiliation, my death. Right in cue, Larisa walked in my direction with a glass in her hand. “Ah, the forbidden fruit had arrived,” I smirked. With my memory intact and my resolve sharpened by hatred, I was ready for revenge. “You won't win,” I smirked. “Not this time, dear sister.”

She'd refused him firmly then, but the memory pulled her under now, a whirlwind of temptation amid the vows. This was the same day, same event, and same man as her past life—yet she was no longer the naive bride blinded by hope. Reborn with foresight, she'd hardened, plans simmering beneath her lace gown to upend the betrayals ahead. Suddenly, Howard's grip tightened on her hand, a subtle squeeze that yanked her back to the present, grounding her in the warmth of his palm through her glove. Today, I marry Howard again, she thought, resolve steeling as the quartet's soft notes swelled around them.

I mumbled, squeezing the papers hard as tears started dripping from my face. My mother gasped beside me. "Look, tears of joy… our Sovia is so well-mannered, as everyone in Babel State knows how much she loves…" Rip! Rip! Rip! Mumbling started coursing through the air, chairs scraping the floor as the elders shifted uncomfortably. I didn't care. The Moon Goddess has given me a chance to rewrite my fate. This time, I won't make that mistake. Tossing the paper right in front of the woman I called my mother, I frowned. "When did I say I wanted to marry the second prince?"

“What exactly made you upset? Tell me. I can fix it. Did I do something you didn’t like?” Katherine stared at him without answering. If she hadn’t been reborn, she would have forgiven him immediately. One gentle word from him used to be enough. But not anymore. “I can’t marry you,” she said quietly. “Because I’m already married.” The room fell completely silent. Richard blinked as if he hadn’t heard her correctly. “What?” he said, letting out a short laugh. “You’re joking. You’re just saying that because you’re angry. I don’t even know what I did to make you this mad----”