Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Rebirth After Being Bettayed by My Husband

Chapter 98

+ Pearls

“Lily,” Rose hissed through gritted teeth, her eyes blazing with anger. “How low are you willing to stoop? Just because Ryan doesn’t want you, you’re now trying to sabotage our relationship? But let me make one thing clear—you’ll never succeed. My bond with Ryan is unbreakable, and your pathetic lies mean nothing to us

She let out a triumphant laugh, her voice dripping with mockery. “Try as hard as you want, but you’ll never take Ryan away from me. Oh, and there’s something you should know, dear sister Rose’s tone turned cutting. “Ryan was never in love with you. It was all an act–a clever ploy to keep you under our control”

“Rose, stop!” Morgan’s sharp voice cut through the air, but she ignored him entirely, continuing with her taunts. “Do you know what the real joke is, Lily? This whole time, you actually believed Ryan loved you! But

the truth is, he never did. Not even for a moment.”

Rose’s expression was smug as she stepped closer, her voice filled with derision. “Get it into your head–you. can never have him. He’s mine, and he always will be.”

The sound of slow clapping interrupted her, echoing through the tense room.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

Lily chuckled, her calm demeanor unnerving everyone in the room. “Finally, the masks are off. I was getting tired of this theatrical charade. Honestly, you all deserve awards for your performances. She paused, then fixed her sharp gaze on Rose. “But you know what, Rose? The joke’s on you.”

Her smile widened as she added, “You can keep that worthless excuse of a man. I don’t need him. In fact, let me enlighten you–I’m already married. And my husband? He’s nothing like your slimy boyfriend. He’s talented, exceptional, and leagues above anyone in this room.”

Rose’s smirk faltered, but she quickly recovered, rolling her eyes. “Oh, please! You expect me to believe that nonsense?” she scoffed.

Lily shrugged nonchalantly. “Believe whatever you want. The truth remains–I’m married. And here’s a little advice for your so–called man: tell him to stay far away from me. My husband doesn’t take kindly to filth trying to touch me.”

laughter returned, though it sounded forced. “Really? Then why don’t you tell us–who

First, you’re not worthy of knowing his name. Second, even if I told you, you wouldn’t believe

spoke, his voice cold and demanding. “Lily,

turned to face him, her expression unbothered.

I’m your father!” he bellowed, his frustration boiling over. “You don’t make decisions like this without consulting me first. Now answer me! Are you

smirk deepened, her eyes glinting with a challenge. “Are you really my father, Mr. Morgan? Or did you conveniently forget that you picked me up from an orphanage?”

like a thunderclap. Every face turned pale with

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his breath coming in short, shallow gasps. The weight of her revelation left

slightly, her eyes glinting with mischief. “What’s the matter? Shocked? Speechless? Come now, Mr. Morgan,

what nonsense is this? Who’s been filling your head with such lies? You are my eldest daughter. Lily.” His voice wavered slightly, betraying the storm raging inside

else might she have uncovered?

smile laced with cold sarcasm. “Oh, so you’re saying you didn’t take me from

don’t know who’s been feeding you this rubbish, but you are my daughter. Casey and I raised you. Taylor and Rose

Lily crossed her arms, her gaze piercing. Because from where I’m standing, it looks like I was nothing but a tool for you. An orphan you picked up for your own benefit. A servant and a slave to the great Miler family. Someone to control, to use at your convenience. Someone to exploit for her intelligence, her talents, and even

ensure my real parents couldn’t find me? And you dangled my love for Ryan as a leash around my neck. For years, you manipulated me. You controlled every aspect

her voice soft but shaky. “Lily,

it carried a biting edge. “Mrs. Casey, unless you’re about to confess the truth, I suggest you remain silent. My husband is waiting for me at home, and I don’t have time

were rooted in place, their faces pale and expressions unreadable. Every one of their secrets had

her gaze back to Morgan. “Well? I’ve already

you as

say, I underestimated you, my dear,” he said darkly. “You’re right. Every single word, I raised pawn, a puppet to serve my needs. But I