The Betrayed Bride's Ultimate Retribution

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playing on his lips. "See? That wasn't so

calculating. He always found a way to spin things to hi

thing away. The coldness inside me w

f response. His smil

at. "We need to find you a suitable match. The Morgan alliance m

portantly, "pure bloodlines" that would elevate our standing. My fathe

off, the word

is eyes narrowing. "No? Wha

my voice calm. It surprised even

e in his tone. "Don't tell me it's some artistic type,

o dissuade me, to remind me of m

Salinas,

ghted with generations of fad

ce. Then he burst out laughi

re practically bankrupt. Their lineage is... mixed. They lost their seat on the con

crumbled, their unique "half-beast" lineage, once revered, now viewed with suspicion and distaste by the "p

amily anymore. They had been systematical

ept

pt I

as often dismissed as cold, perhaps even simple, because he rarely spoke unless necessary.

d tried to help. Not with grand gestures, but with quiet acts of kindness, small pieces of information, a warnin

Dedric and Belen could never comprehend.

in that past life. He saw me, no

alinas," I repeated, m

sion, then annoyance. He opened his mouth to argue, then hesitated. He ha

his 'connections' don't amount to anything." He forced a strained smile. "At least

re, her face flushed with triumph, Dedric Morga

she took in my father's resigned expression. "You're marryi

nto? They don't have a penny to their name! And their bloodline... so dilute

her a possessive squeeze of the hand.

or years, pushing for more heirs to secure his

idn't know the lengths I'd gone to, the secret treatments, the pain I endured just to give

len," I said, my voice even. "Not just

faltered. A hint of u

ve if it bit you. You're just jealous. But don't worry, Dedric and I will have a

smile touching my lips. "We'll