Todos os capítulos de Groom From Hell: Reborn to Stop the Betrayal : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

In the mirror, the words "Used Stud" were plastered across my face in bold letters.The crowd around me jeered."Look at that, a used stud. Fits him perfectly.""I heard he's a 30-year-old virgin. Total freak.""Seriously, the nerve of this guy to even throw a wedding. Talk about shamelessness."Just then, the door swung open, and my fiancee, Ariel Booker, walked in in her wedding dress.My friend, Patrick Morris, sauntered over with a smirk. "Ms. Booker, your dress is a bit messed up."With that, he reached out under the guise of fixing her tube top and slid his hand inside for a quick grope.In my last life, seeing this had made my blood boil. I had rushed over and punched him in the face.But Ariel had immediately grabbed a bottle of red wine from the table, smashed it over my head, and screamed at me, "Caleb Newman! Mr. Morris came all this way to do your makeup for free! He was just trying to break the ice. How could you be so petty and just hit him? Apologize to Mr. Morr

Ariel looked at me, her eyes pooling with tears. "Caleb, the wedding is still on. We'll just tell everyone I was treating Patrick for a medical emergency. That way, our family's reputation will remain intact."I caught Patrick flashing me a smug grin. Then, I looked back at the glaring smear of red on Ariel's wedding dress, and my eyes stung with tears."And what if I refuse?"Fury instantly flashed across Ariel's face. "If you refuse, don't blame me for being heartless when I throw your mom out of the hospital!"Looking at this woman who now felt like a complete stranger, I couldn't help but ask, "I have never done anything to hurt you. Why are you doing this to me?"Ariel's voice turned ice-cold. "You haven't done anything to hurt me, but you ruined Patrick."I froze.She let out a sneer. "You pretended to be his best friend while systematically stealing 99 of his girlfriends. You even coached them on bedroom positions and filmed them. Don't you find yourself absolutely disgus

The lights inside the military garrison's interrogation room were blindingly white.Ariel was handcuffed to a metal chair. Her hair was a disheveled mess, and her wedding dress was still damp with the pungent chemical stench of the decontamination room.Her lips were completely bloodless, and she shook uncontrollably.In the neighboring room, Patrick was so paralyzed with fear that he had already wet himself.Grandpa sat behind the one-way mirror with a thick stack of manila folders laid out on the table before him."Caleb, take a look at this."I took the file from him. The first page contained basic personal information.Patrick Morris. Male. 29 years old. Born in Seabrook.It was all very ordinary information, and I couldn't see anything out of place."Flip to the second page."I did, and my entire body froze.It was a DNA test report. Patrick and I shared the same biological father."How is this even possible?" My voice was cracked and raspy, and my hands began to tremb

Three days later, Mom woke up from her coma.The moment she opened her eyes and saw Grandpa, I expected her to coldly turn her head away like she used to.But she didn't.She just looked at him silently, tears streaming down her face. Her lips trembled as she choked out a single word, "Dad."Grandpa held her hand and wept like a child.As I watched them from the doorway of the ward, my nose stung with emotion.Mom's recovery was remarkably fast. The specialists called it a medical miracle.Perhaps it was because the medical care Grandpa provided was lightyears ahead of what she had before, or perhaps it was because her long-held resentment had finally dissolved.A week later, she was already well enough to sit up and talk.That afternoon, the sunlight streamed in warmly. Leaning against the headboard, she slowly began telling me stories she had never told me before."Your grandpa didn't object to my marriage because he was a snob," she said softly. "It was because he had run