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At the Altar My Cheating Wife's Nightmare

NovelMaster Completed

Romance Reborn Werewolf 现实主义-Realistic

I threw myself off a cliff just to save my wife. When I woke up, my legs were gone. I was nothing more than a crippled burden stuck in bed. I thought putting my life on the line would prove my love. Instead, I realized her heart had always belonged to another man. "Ethan, you look pathetic lying there," she sneered. "If I were you, I'd have killed myself already." Day after day of torment tore me apart. I hated myself for saving such an ungrateful snake. When I opened my eyes again, I decided to follow my heart and protect the woman who truly loved me. And Brianna? She crawled behind me like a stray dog, begging for scraps of my mercy. "Ethan Hayes, do you take Brianna Miller to be your lawfully wedded wife..." The officiant's voice dragged me back to reality. I gasped for air. Brianna stood before me in an elegant white lace gown. I looked down at my legs. My pants weren't empty. My strength was back. Wait. Didn't Brianna kill me? Shouldn't I be trapped in that burning house? Was this a dream, or had I actually been given a second chance? While I stood there in shock, Brianna pinched my arm with a venomous scowl. "Ethan, what the hell are you doing? If you don't want to get married, just call it off!" The sharp sting proved this wasn't a nightmare. I had actually gone back in time. The thought of taking back control of my life brought a relieved smile to my face. Brianna mistook it for pure joy. She turned to the crowd with a sweet chuckle. "My husband's just a little overwhelmed with excitement. Please, carry on." "No need," I cut in coldly. "I don't." Before she could process my words, I stepped away from the altar. Brianna grabbed my wrist tightly, her eyes flashing with fury. "Ethan, what kind of joke is this? My whole family is here! Are you trying to humiliate me?" "Why feel humiliated?" I sneered. "Just marry your real boyfriend instead. He's sitting right there in the front row. Want to borrow my tuxedo, Tyler?" I glared straight at my assistant, Tyler Cross. Both of their faces turned pale. Pure panic flickered in their eyes. They were probably wondering how I knew. "Ethan, what are you talking about?" Brianna stammered, trying to play the victim. "If you don't want to marry me, don't insult us like this! Or do you already have someone else?" "Am I insulting you? Or do the two of you just lack basic human decency?" Brianna raised her hand to slap me, but I caught her wrist mid-air. Did she really think she could walk all over me again? I pulled out my phone and held it in front of her face. It was a crystal-clear photo of her and Tyler making out in a parked car. "H-How did you get this?" Brianna panicked. "This is fake! Someone photoshopped it!" Her eyes darted nervously toward Tyler, begging him to step up and defend her. Too bad for her. Tyler was nothing but a parasite clinging to her coattails. The only reason he even had a job at my company was because she begged me to hire him. As for the photo? My phone had buzzed right before I stepped back. I didn't even need to look at the sender to know who it was. Scarlett Moore. My childhood friend. In my past life, she had sent me the exact same photo on my wedding day. Back then, I was so blinded by Brianna that I refused to believe it.Walking back into my apartment, a wave of bitterness washed over me. I had designed every single corner of this place. I had stayed up all night hanging the lights and handcrafting the floral decorations. I really thought we were going to build a happy life together. I never realized our entire relationship was a calculated trap. We met during one of my business trips. She was working bottle service at a loud club, supposedly busting her ass to pay for her mother's hospital bills. Her grit and determination caught my eye. I thought it was just a fleeting encounter. Then, right outside the club, a car hit me. She just happened to run out and rush me to the hospital. She took care of me by my bedside for three days straight. My heart melted completely. After that, I pursued her. Soon enough, we became an official couple. Things changed during our second year of marriage. Her warmth faded away. Whenever I came home from work, she was already out partying with her friends. At first, I told myself not to smother her. She was her own person. She needed freedom. Eventually, I barely saw her at all. Days turned into weeks. She was absent even on holidays. Furious arguments broke out. Just when I began suspecting she was cheating on me, my phone rang. "Ethan! Help me! Please, save me!" She was trapped inside her car, sobbing hysterically. I didn't think twice. I raced to the scene on the mountain road. When I arrived, the car was teetering precariously over the edge. There was no time to wait for the police. Ignoring the danger, I ran to the driver's side and yanked the crushed door open. The second she scrambled out, the car shifted. The momentum dragged me straight over the cliff. A thick branch broke my fall, saving my life. My legs, however, were crushed beyond repair. I suffered severe nerve damage and ended up bedridden, completely dependent on others. Like an idiot, I thought risking my life would make her cherish our home. Then I found out the sickening truth. The car had almost gone over the cliff because she and Tyler had driven up there for a cheap thrill. They were hooking up right on the scenic overlook. In the heat of the moment, one of them knocked the gear shift into neutral, and the car rolled toward the drop. Brianna could have easily climbed out with Tyler. At worst, they would have just lost the car. Tyler, however, had his eyes on my empire. He knew that if I died, Brianna would inherit everything. And whatever belonged to Brianna belonged to him. He told Brianna to call me and beg for rescue. While I rushed over like a fool, Tyler hid in the bushes and watched. And as Brianna scrambled out of the car, she intentionally stepped on the gas pedal. Lying in that hospital bed, I had to listen to their mocking taunts. I was helpless, burning with rage. I would rather burn my company to the ground than leave a single penny to that venomous snake. I called Scarlett and asked her to take over the firm. As my lawyer was notarizing the transfer agreement, Brianna walked in. "Ethan, I'm your wife! How dare you give the company to an outsider?" "An outsider?" I barked. "You cheated on me and turned me into a cripple. Did you really think I'd hand you a dime?"My words set Brianna off. She grabbed the pillow beside me and shoved it down onto my face, her expression twisted with murderous rage. Cold dread gripped me. The woman I had spoiled for two years was suffocating me with her own hands—all for another man. No matter how hard I flailed, I couldn't push her off. My vision faded into black. I thought suffocation took my life. Instead, Brianna panicked, afraid I might somehow survive, and set the entire bedroom on fire. In my mind, the phantom heat still scorched my skin. My hands clawed at my neck, trying to shake off the memory of that suffocating smoke. The burning sensation jerked me awake. It was just a nightmare. I let out a long breath. Night had already fallen outside. Sitting on the couch, I replayed the horrors of my past life. I swore to myself that I would never let Brianna step foot in my world again. Easier said than done. Before the thought even settled, the front door swung open. Brianna stormed in, glaring at me with raw hatred. "Ethan! If you were in love with someone else, why didn't you just say so? Why did you have to humiliate me at our wedding? Do you have any idea what my family is saying about me on SnapChat right now?" I scoffed. Of course I knew. Her shallow relatives only respected money. Now that her rich ticket was gone, they weren't going to comfort her. They were going to tear her apart. Behind my back, Brianna had flaunted designer bags, mocking her aunt for carrying cheap knockoffs. When cousins came over to visit, she turned her nose up at their homemade farm goods, calling them trash. Now that I dumped her, every single relative she had ever stepped on was kicking her while she was down. They laughed at her, calling her trailer trash trying to play a high-society princess. Scarlett had sent me screen recordings of their family group chat right after I walked out of the venue. Brianna had always been this rotten. She just wore an innocent mask around me to get what she wanted. "Ethan, you need to post an apology in my family group chat right now," Brianna demanded. "Otherwise, I'm dumping you for real. You'll die completely alone!" Alone? Yeah, right. If my parents hadn't passed away, leaving me all alone in the world, I never would have clung to her fake warmth in the first place. I set my phone on the table, feeling nothing but disgust. "Take your shit and get out. Before I call the police and report you and Tyler for attempted murder." Before I fell asleep this afternoon, I had my private investigator dig into Brianna and Tyler's history. I used to think they hooked up after Tyler joined my firm. I was wrong. They had been dating since college. They were still together two years ago when I first met her. Reading those files tore my heart open. Tyler didn't ruin our marriage. I had been their target from the very beginning. The hit-and-run driver who struck me outside that nightclub two years ago was Tyler. There were no cameras on that street, so the police never caught him. The entire thing was a setup. Tyler hit me, and Brianna swooped in to play the guardian angel, making me fall head over heels for her. Tears pricked my eyes as I realized my sincere love had been nothing but a sick punchline. "Ethan, have you lost your mind?" Brianna screeched. "You believe strangers over me? It's Scarlett feeding you these lies, isn't it? I knew you two had something going on!"

Chapters (3)

第1章

第2章

Walking back into my apartment, a wave of bitterness washed over me. I had designed every single corner of this place. I had stayed up all night hanging the lights and handcrafting the floral decorations. I really thought we were going to build a happy life together. I never realized our entire relationship was a calculated trap. We met during one of my business trips. She was working bottle service at a loud club, supposedly busting her ass to pay for her mother's hospital bills. Her grit and determination caught my eye. I thought it was just a fleeting encounter. Then, right outside the club, a car hit me. She just happened to run out and rush me to the hospital. She took care of me by my bedside for three days straight. My heart melted completely. After that, I pursued her. Soon enough, we became an official couple. Things changed during our second year of marriage. Her warmth faded away. Whenever I came home from work, she was already out partying with her friends. At first, I told myself not to smother her. She was her own person. She needed freedom. Eventually, I barely saw her at all. Days turned into weeks. She was absent even on holidays. Furious arguments broke out. Just when I began suspecting she was cheating on me, my phone rang. "Ethan! Help me! Please, save me!" She was trapped inside her car, sobbing hysterically. I didn't think twice. I raced to the scene on the mountain road. When I arrived, the car was teetering precariously over the edge. There was no time to wait for the police. Ignoring the danger, I ran to the driver's side and yanked the crushed door open. The second she scrambled out, the car shifted. The momentum dragged me straight over the cliff. A thick branch broke my fall, saving my life. My legs, however, were crushed beyond repair. I suffered severe nerve damage and ended up bedridden, completely dependent on others. Like an idiot, I thought risking my life would make her cherish our home. Then I found out the sickening truth. The car had almost gone over the cliff because she and Tyler had driven up there for a cheap thrill. They were hooking up right on the scenic overlook. In the heat of the moment, one of them knocked the gear shift into neutral, and the car rolled toward the drop. Brianna could have easily climbed out with Tyler. At worst, they would have just lost the car. Tyler, however, had his eyes on my empire. He knew that if I died, Brianna would inherit everything. And whatever belonged to Brianna belonged to him. He told Brianna to call me and beg for rescue. While I rushed over like a fool, Tyler hid in the bushes and watched. And as Brianna scrambled out of the car, she intentionally stepped on the gas pedal. Lying in that hospital bed, I had to listen to their mocking taunts. I was helpless, burning with rage. I would rather burn my company to the ground than leave a single penny to that venomous snake. I called Scarlett and asked her to take over the firm. As my lawyer was notarizing the transfer agreement, Brianna walked in. "Ethan, I'm your wife! How dare you give the company to an outsider?" "An outsider?" I barked. "You cheated on me and turned me into a cripple. Did you really think I'd hand you a dime?"

第3章

My words set Brianna off. She grabbed the pillow beside me and shoved it down onto my face, her expression twisted with murderous rage. Cold dread gripped me. The woman I had spoiled for two years was suffocating me with her own hands—all for another man. No matter how hard I flailed, I couldn't push her off. My vision faded into black. I thought suffocation took my life. Instead, Brianna panicked, afraid I might somehow survive, and set the entire bedroom on fire. In my mind, the phantom heat still scorched my skin. My hands clawed at my neck, trying to shake off the memory of that suffocating smoke. The burning sensation jerked me awake. It was just a nightmare. I let out a long breath. Night had already fallen outside. Sitting on the couch, I replayed the horrors of my past life. I swore to myself that I would never let Brianna step foot in my world again. Easier said than done. Before the thought even settled, the front door swung open. Brianna stormed in, glaring at me with raw hatred. "Ethan! If you were in love with someone else, why didn't you just say so? Why did you have to humiliate me at our wedding? Do you have any idea what my family is saying about me on SnapChat right now?" I scoffed. Of course I knew. Her shallow relatives only respected money. Now that her rich ticket was gone, they weren't going to comfort her. They were going to tear her apart. Behind my back, Brianna had flaunted designer bags, mocking her aunt for carrying cheap knockoffs. When cousins came over to visit, she turned her nose up at their homemade farm goods, calling them trash. Now that I dumped her, every single relative she had ever stepped on was kicking her while she was down. They laughed at her, calling her trailer trash trying to play a high-society princess. Scarlett had sent me screen recordings of their family group chat right after I walked out of the venue. Brianna had always been this rotten. She just wore an innocent mask around me to get what she wanted. "Ethan, you need to post an apology in my family group chat right now," Brianna demanded. "Otherwise, I'm dumping you for real. You'll die completely alone!" Alone? Yeah, right. If my parents hadn't passed away, leaving me all alone in the world, I never would have clung to her fake warmth in the first place. I set my phone on the table, feeling nothing but disgust. "Take your shit and get out. Before I call the police and report you and Tyler for attempted murder." Before I fell asleep this afternoon, I had my private investigator dig into Brianna and Tyler's history. I used to think they hooked up after Tyler joined my firm. I was wrong. They had been dating since college. They were still together two years ago when I first met her. Reading those files tore my heart open. Tyler didn't ruin our marriage. I had been their target from the very beginning. The hit-and-run driver who struck me outside that nightclub two years ago was Tyler. There were no cameras on that street, so the police never caught him. The entire thing was a setup. Tyler hit me, and Brianna swooped in to play the guardian angel, making me fall head over heels for her. Tears pricked my eyes as I realized my sincere love had been nothing but a sick punchline. "Ethan, have you lost your mind?" Brianna screeched. "You believe strangers over me? It's Scarlett feeding you these lies, isn't it? I knew you two had something going on!"