Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Chapter 23

“Ahickey!”

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Rose froze, her hands instinctively flying to the spot on her neck where the mark was visible. Panie flickered across her face as she realized she hadn’t concealed it properly. She had been too careless, assuming everyone knew Ryan was her boyfriend. Lily’s unexpected presence and all the chaos had thrown her off, making her forget such a crucial detail.

Ryan standing beside her, felt his stomach twist. A flash of irritation passed through him as he mentally cursed Rose Before they had come down, he’d reminded her multiple times to hide the mark, warning her not to leave room for suspicion. Yet, here they were. If Lily grew suspicious, it could jeopardize everything he’d worked so hard to maintain.

Rose quickly composed herself, though a hint of embarrassment lingered. She offered a nervous laugh before speaking. “Elder Sister, this isn’t what you think. It’s just… a mosquito bite”

“A mosquito bite?” Lily asked, tilting her head as if genuinely confused.

“Yes, Elder Sister,” Rose confirmed, nodding firmly.

Ryan smirked slightly, watching the interaction. This was what he appreciated about Rose–her quick thinking and ability to spin a situation to her advantage. She could be quite crafty when the moment called for it.

However, Lily shook her head and let out a small chuckle. “Rose, that’s not a mosquito bite. It’s unmistakably a hickey.”

Rose’s composure wavered as her face flushed. “Elder Sister, you’re mistaken!” she insisted, her voice a bit sharper than intended.

Lily raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Oh, I know what a hickey looks like, Rose. There’s no mistaking it.”

That statement hit Rose like a slap. Her grip on Ryan ‘s arm tightened, a surge of anger and jealousy coursing through her. How does she know what a hickey looks like? The thought sent her mind spiraling. Could she and Brother Ryan.? No, that’s impossible. He couldn’t possibly like her, right?

Ryan wasn’t faring much better. His eyes widened as doubts began creeping into his mind. Does Lily have another man in her life? Is she cheating on me?

Seeing their reactions, Lily calm exterior.

almost laughed aloud. Their discomfort was satisfying, but she maintained her

you know?” Rose finally asked, her

I’ve seen it in movies,” Lily replied

at her explanation, speaking in unison, “Oh, you’ve seen

choosing to confess, “Fine, Elder Sister. You’re right. It’s a

But tell me, who’s the lucky person that managed to win

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me deeply and would do anything

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with someone who treats you well. So, who’s this amazing

just yet.” In her mind. she thought smugly. If I told you, Lily, you’d be too shocked to

indulgently. “As you wish. But do be careful, Rose.”

brows furrowed in confusion. “Careful? What do you

skilled at weaving a web of lies, trapping innocent, naive girls while keeping mistresses on the side. They hide their true selves so well that you wouldn’t even know when you’re being betrayed. Not every man is like Ryan–so faithful and loyal. Isn’t

careful, Rose,” Ryan stammered, trying to mask his discomfort. Lily’s words had struck a nerve, leaving him with an uneasy feeling he couldn’t shake off.

“Don’t worry, Elder Sister. He’s not that type of person.”

once came across a story about two stepsisters who fell in love with the same man. The guy was infatuated with the younger sister, but the older one–who was quite cunning–seduced him. She managed to carry on an affair with him right under her sister’s nose. And as if that wasn’t enough, the man turned out to be a complete scoundrel, wanting to have both sisters for himself. Can you imagine, Rose? Situations like that can be

froze, her laughter dying in her throat.

turned ashen, beads of sweat

betraying their inner turmoil. The story sounded eerily familiar. Too. familiar. It was as if she

did you come across that story? Ryan

Lily replied nonchalantly, a faint smile playing on her

laugh. “Lily, you shouldn’t compare fiction to reality. Stories like that

nonsense.”

“Is that so, Ryan ? Don’t you: know that many stories are inspired by real–life events? I’ve even heard of countless tales about sisters betraying each other for the same man. Some

would never do something like that!” Rose forced an awkward laugh, her voice quivering slightly. “You’re