The Case Of The Betrayed Bride นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Almost dropped it from my hands, head awhirl with fear and anger, but for some reason I swiped the screen, briefly. The video was not a simple accompanying message. As I tapped it, the world spun. Adrian's face was thrusting towards hers, mouthing small kisses over her neck with playful nibbles while his hand felt where for the first time someone other than I had been touched. Her laughter, his words that were never ever meant to say to me. I found it hard taking another breath while the phone fell from my hand to the floor. The shower stopped suddenly, leaving me to listen to the pounding of my heart while my chest ached and my breaths grew more shallow. I picked up the phone for another lo

She instructed and as much as I had heard her talk about it, I needed to see it with my own eyes. “In the case of a divorce or separation between the two parties, Selena Brown would be able to retrieve everything signed off in the contract two to three years after.” I read out loud and appreciation to my grandmother who was against our marriage and probably suggested seeing me make a dumb mistake all in the name of ‘love’. “Wow….” I let out a breath and laughed asking , “So What’s next?” “My brother’s promise to you will be fulfilled. We all return to Luresia and take what belongs to you!” She pointed out with enthusiasm.

I pushed past the heavy doors, and the sight of the happy couple standing on the stage hurt my eyes. "Isn't the bride today supposed to be me?" I asked Jason Scott with a trembling voice, my eyes reddening. Guilt briefly crossed his face, but he was more upset by my sudden appearance. "Didn't I explain this to you before? Stop causing a scene—there are so many people watching now. We can't risk upsetting Helena." I replied, "Why should I be the one getting upset then? Wake up, Jason! Your fiancee is me—not her!"

My heart didn't race around him. Seeing him didn't cause my chest to flutter. The packs he stole on my face didn't cause butterflies. I hated how much I would compare him to that traitor, even if he didn't love me, even though he had betrayed me my feelings had been genuine my heart had been loyal and I knew that those feelings I had back then when nothing like what I heard for George. But have a decade I had already gone by, wouldn't it be right for me to reward his patience by finally agreeing to marry him?

Clause four: Divorce at the end of three years, no strings attached. Clause five: Whoever breaches the contract is going to provide the sum of five hundred million and may be sued to court. I sign my name with trembling hands when I notice a sentence written below. “We get engaged this weekend?” I say disbelievingly. My head feels lighter all of a sudden and I nearly collapse. “The press are outside already ” Lucia says like she didn't hear me. I want to scream. I want to bolt. But I don’t. Instead I plaster a smile on my face and suck it up.

A nurse was changing my IV while my mind slowly cleared, and that was when I fully realized my situation. My leg was broken. My skin was torn and mangled. My baby was gone. I remembered what the doctor said during our premarital checkup—that I had a naturally thin uterine wall, making it extremely difficult for me to conceive. The baby was a miracle, and I had planned to surprise Steve after the wedding to tell him the good news. Yet, before I even got the chance, our baby had been murdered by its own father. The baby had been my only blood tie aside from my brother, Ashton Grey. Now, the baby was gone, and I might never get another chance to conceive again.

Seven years of love meant nothing against seven months of betrayal. Some promises are easier to break than to keep. Kyros Arnaud Ferrero, the man I met at 17, was supposed to be my forever. Never did I imagine that his love would come with a betrayal. He loved me, yet he could hurt and betray me with the very friend I trusted. He could lie and cheat without even batting an eye. To get back at him, I married the brother he despises most—the current president of his company.

If Sila and Klaus' marriage broke then Rose and Vladimir's marriage will suffer the same fate as well. Happiness peaked her heart. She smiled slowly in excitement. Sila stared at the floor with wet teary eyes and a numb mind. Humiliated and broken. Alone and pained. She closed her eyes in shame while her father-in-law kept abusing her verbally. “They all betrayed us. They stained Cosa Nostra’s reputation. She is not staying here unless I talk to the Bratva clan…” The pain intensified and suddenly her vision turned dark and unconsciousness held Sila in its arms before she could hear Francesco’s statement.

I scanned his chest, the scar emerged from a red heart tattooed in the middle of his chest such that the scar formed a straight line that looked like an arrow piercing through a heart. “Betrayal, a tattoo to reflect exactly how I felt.” He explained as though he could read my mind. “The betrayal by one closest to your heart pierces deeper than any other. I lived everyday planning how to get you back, how to make you realize you are making a mistake, refusing my love wasn’t going to help either of us, this bond…” he said pointing between us. … it is permanent, nothing will take you away from me, you are mine Marcella.”

"What's wrong? You were trying to ask him out for a drink of wine, then get him drunk, and then go to the hotel with him. You wanted to do it to him the same way you did to me. Am I right?" Venn did not stop there and continued humiliating Brenna in front of everyone present. That was the price she had to pay for betraying him. Brenna couldn't stand Venn's madness, and if he continued to curse in front of Declan, her plan would be ruined. Brenna boldly approached Venn and pretended to be someone offended by her own husband. She shouted in a frustrated voice: