The Case Of The Betrayed Bride นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Adrian’s pov I watched as Scarlett stared at the contract in her hands, her fingers tightening. She was hesitating, and I understood why. She had been betrayed, humiliated, and discarded. But she wasn’t broken. Not yet. I needed her to sign. Not just because it suited my agenda, but because I had seen something in her back in that boardroom—something raw and dangerous, waiting to be unleashed. Victor Delacroix had made a mistake thinking he could crush her.

I let out a sigh of relief, but at the same time, I found it all incredibly ridiculous. What I didn’t expect was that Lily would ask me for a divorce herself. Lily looked at me, her gaze complex. It was a look of pleading, apologetic, yet with a trace of undeniable satisfaction. "Julia, I know I’ve wronged you, but this is my last wish. Can you grant it?" I looked at her frail, pathetic figure, and whatever pity I had left for her vanished completely. She used her weakness as a weapon. She took my child from me, had my leg broken, and now wanted to take my husband too.

She had misread the suite number due to her damaged screen. "Oh my god..." Gianna whispered, then turned to look towards the door, where Mason was also standing and staring back at her. “Sonia...I think I just got married..."

"You’re going to be amazing out there." Kaitlyn took a deep breath, nodding as she reached for the bouquet of white roses. With one last look in the mirror, she prepared herself for what was to come. This wedding, although born from a contract, was a chance for her to redefine her life, to rise from the ashes of betrayal.

Alex's brother had enlisted the help of several shady business associates, and we found ourselves embroiled in a web of deceit and betrayal that threatened to tear our family apart. Despite the odds, we refused to give up. With the help of our trusted allies and the love and support of each other, we fought tooth and nail to reclaim our family legacy and protect our daughter from harm. In the end, we emerged victorious, but the battle had taken its toll. Our marriage was stronger than ever, but we both carried deep emotional scars from the trauma we had endured. We knew that life would never be the same again, but we were determined to move forward, stronger and wiser than ever before.

Allison asked, then looked at me. Tito nodded before speaking again. "Stefano is my best friend, but he betrayed me. We had a business together, but he robbed me and took Annie away from me. He made up a story that caused Annie to leave me," he continued to say. "I endured the hardship for a long time because I didn't want to lower my pride just to get back to Adie. Until I couldn't take it anymore, I killed Stefano," he added, causing my eyes to widen.

I said before I continued my speech. "Ummm so I need a bride as soon as yesterday. I have drawn up a contract which states that I will marry a girl and offer her 3 million dollars and after 6 months we go our separate ways. Pretend as though nothing happened." I said, and lifted right her eyebrow in awe as I pushed the file papers across the table to her. "So, here is the contract. You're the chosen girl for me." I said and handed her the contract with a smirk and she looked dumbfounded and bewildered. Her mouth was just hanging open, speechless and in shock.

Aisha joked trying to lighten up the mood. "Let me repair your makeup sis. You don't look like a bride but rather a zombie bride." Deeja grin. Everyone laughed except for the bride. She intertwined both her sweaty palms and took a deep breath trying to calm her panicking self down. But how could she calm down on such a terrifying day? And why is she having this strange feeling? Like...like... something just doesn't feel right. She knows it. "I wonder what Ismail might be feeling now." Fatima said and she quickly regretted it.

I heard the camera clicking away as realization dawned on me. “Harper, will you do me the honor of being my wife?” Gabriel asked with a nervous smile. I gasped as this was not something I had ever imagined possible with Gabriel. I had never fantasized about being his wife and I had never been the type of girl to daydream about my wedding all I had wanted from him was his loyalty. “Harper?” he asked, concerned, his smile faltering a little. Having been an emotional wreck since the first trimester I was not spared the tears that overflowed from my eyes. I bawled like a baby as I nodded.