The Betrayed Bride's Ultimate Retribution
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d me. They stole my position, my children, and my fut
and my healthy heirs. My husband, Dedric, a man I once loved, saw our
e end, they took my life. I died betrayed and alone, a pawn in t
I wo
gan-with Belen on her knees, begging me
o would destroy me and the woman
all
pte
lyn
ice was a desperate, ugly screech, tearing throug
ay. I just watched her t
Persian rug like it was her last hope. Her perfect b
ost comica
ce a mask of weary exasperation. He didn't of
always signaled he was about to make a dec
aid, his voice flat, devoid of real emoti
ere was never any warmth for me, his illegitimate
able asset to be used for alliance
ll I had ever be
n her face. Her eyes, red-rimmed and puffy, still h
ost love. She was mourn
victory
teenager, a living monument to my father's infidelity. She saw me as a const
eeded in ste
Not a memory from this life, but from the one before. The one where
nspired to steal everything from me. M
in that lif
ight back here. In thi
ebirth. A second chance I hadn't a
he'd slept with him, flaunted it, made sure I found out. All to
, but I still married Dedric because my father forced me to.
come Chairman of the powerful consortium that governed our society. Mar
ally the "first heir
nstant fear of miscarriage, the isolation. Dedric was never trul
heir to solidif
nfluential man. Her marriage was sterile, a fact she secretl
us, my healthy children. The "first heir" wa
ppiness. She ha
g into a cancerous obsession.
e end, sh
ric. They h
ugh my carefully constructed facade. My fingers curled into fists, nails diggin
t this
tegic. They wouldn't get
saw my blank expression. She probably exp
arily forgotten in favor of her usual petulance. "Dedric left me! You
"She's right, Evelyn. You were eng
letting the icy reso
et, almost a whisper. "I d
hast. My father'
nued, my voice gaining strength. "You
y, a triumphant, wicked smile spread across her
n it's settled. Belen, go. Go to Dedric.
t, her despair instantly r
asked, her voice dripping with
gaze steady. "He's all your
footsteps echoing down the hall. A new battle won, in her m