Reborn: The Unwanted Bride's Daring Comeback

Chapter 4

Word Count: 708 | Released on: 28/04/2026

ter, the do

g at the calendar. March 17th.

ificially sweet, called up the

nds not quite steady. She took a breath, held it, an

her. He was tall, with broad shoulders that fille

delina froze on

was

and exhaustion, but unmistakably the same. The same sharp jaw, the sa

lass

polite, detached look. The look you give a stranger. "Hello," he said

and on hers as she died, the warmth of it

ed to say, her voi

s Elena Ward's stepson! He's come all the way from Was

w furrow, just for a secon

is eyes moving from Adelina to a preening Beryl, who was now standing nearby. A flicker of understanding, and then annoya

rd had set this up as a blind date, a marriage intervi

people!" Marlene chirped, trying

across the coffee tab

em up, her fingers tracing the notarized seal and Walter's angry scrawl of a signat

A weight she had carried her ent

e of the deal. This wasn't a family sending a daughter off; it was a business closing an account. Hi

hooked her arm through Garret's, who had just appea

e looked right through him. Her attention was a magnet, pulled

r gaze, and for a second, the air cra

avel arrangements," he said to

l whisper Adelina could still hear. "So, what exactly is it you do at t

but Adelina saw the muscle in his jaw jum

n the living room, her heart pounding a frantic rhy

paper cool against her skin. A slow smile, the first

Bell w

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“I was lying in a sterile hospital room, dying of cancer, with only a fake infertility report to keep me company. Right before my heart monitor flatlined, a stranger walked in and handed me a medical file. He told me that my fiancé, Garret, had zero sperm viability. The baby my adoptive sister, Beryl, was carrying wasn't his. When Beryl got pregnant years ago, my adoptive parents forced me to break my engagement and take the blame for being barren. I was discarded by Garret, mocked by Beryl's triumphant smiles, and kicked out of the house. I was left to rot alone in a hospital bed while they lived the perfect life stolen from me. My entire existence had been a cage built on a single, disgusting lie. The anger burned away my despair. Why was I the only one who didn't know? Why did I let them use me as a maid and a shield for their filthy secrets? As the darkness swallowed me, I prayed for just one more chance. I opened my eyes to the sound of my adoptive mother yelling my name. The calendar on the wall read March 15, 2019-the exact day they forced me to give up Garret. This time, I didn't cry or beg. "You want Beryl to have Garret? Fine," I told my shocked adoptive parents. "But I want a cash buyout, and we are legally severing this adoption." Then, I set my sights on Douglass Ward-the stranger from the hospital room.”