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Reborn To Ruin My Betraying Fiancé

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 1265    |    Released on: Today at 14:57

mid woman who moved through her own home like a ghost, her eyes

ar. Come i

air freshener filling her senses. Susan took her coat with a nervous flutter o

g, polished mahogany table. He held a glass of red wine, swirling the dark liq

e boomed. "We wer

e just watched her, a flicker of impatience in his eyes. He was annoyed that sh

the sheer opulence of the room designed to intimidate. Crystal glasses,

ime rib, a clear display of wealth and power. Ford sulked, occasionally chiming in with a boast about a deal he was supposedly closing. Caryn

ilent Susan, Harrison leaned back in his chai

ross the polished table. The

know you're feeling hesitant. But you have to understand, we're doing this for you and Ford. We sell you

. "He's right, babe. Think about it. Our future." He squeezed her fingers, hi

led her hand back gently, using the excuse of picking up her water glass to break t

s not that I don't trust you," she said, her voice trembling. "It's just... that house is all I

to argue, but a sharp look from Harrison silenced

at. The moral pressure was next. "But a marriage is built on trust,

ooked from the papers to Ford, then back to Harrison, a perfect

he whispered. "Okay. I'll sign. It

ing, a flash of light so bright it was al

rison offered. The tip hove

r face. Then, quietly, almost to herself, she murmured, "I just... I keep thinking about what happens after. If things go wrong, I'd have nothing left. No ba

ght had just occurred to her. "Before I do... I need a gesture. Of go

ened by a millimeter.

vings aren't what they used to be. I want you to wire one hundred thousand dol

nce was

air scraping violently against the floor.

hrank back in her chair. "No! It's not! I just... If it's too much, then never mind.

Harrison's voice

of furious disbelief, but

he house was worth nearly a million. Even after fees, the profit would be immense. What was a hundred thousand dollars against

rstanding. "What a thoughtful, wonderful idea, Caryn. To take care of your elders. It shows what a

is phone, his jaw clenched so tight a muscle jumped in his cheek. He

t number?"

lm and clear. Her eyes were wide and innocent, a s

ious tapping of Ford's thumbs and the quiet hum of the refrigerator

ake a few minu

ing on her lap beneath the table, buzzed. S

of $100,000.00 h

oney for her new world. Paid for

, grateful smile. "I agree to sign, b

ding across his face. "Fantastic," he announced. "No

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Reborn To Ruin My Betraying Fiancé
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“Caryn lay pinned beneath concrete slabs in the apocalyptic ruins, a steel rebar crushing her chest. Her fiancé, Ford, knelt in the narrow gap above her, completely unharmed. "Sorry, babe. It's a new world. Survival of the fittest." He sneered, twisting the cap off their last bottle of purified water. He drank it all, wiped his mouth with a clean hand, and told her she would just waste it. He had manipulated her into signing over her uncle's house-her only defensible shelter-just to sell it for cash. Now, as a violent aftershock ground the concrete down to crush her completely, Ford scrambled away without a single backward glance. For five brutal years of starvation and injury, she had clung to him and her grandmother's antique locket, only to die betrayed and full of agonizing regret. Why had she been so foolish to trade her survival for a lie? A gasp of frigid air flooded her lungs, and her eyes flew open to a smooth, white ceiling. She wasn't in the dusty ruins; she was in her pristine silk bed sheets. She grabbed her phone, her hands trembling as she stared at the date on the screen. It was exactly thirty days before the world would crack apart. She looked at the silver locket in her hand, a diamond-hard rage crystallizing in her chest. This time, she would activate its secret, and she would bleed Ford and his family dry before the apocalypse even began.”