Reckless Marriage Unyielding Love

Chapter 12

“Don’t assume that others are as despicable as you Mikayla shot back

“You and your mom aren’t that noble” Winona applied lipstick and glanced at Mikayla. Your mom’s a nobody! In ancient times she could only be a mistress, never a wife.”

Mikayla raised her hand swiftly, catching Winona off guard, and delivered a resounding stap. Five distinct fingerprints marred Winsona’s freshly made up face

Seeing those marks thrilled Mikayla. Always humble and submissive due to her parents’ influence, she never expected retaliation to feel so satisfying. She just wished she had slapped Winona hander.

Wmona. I don’t care if you don’t like me, because I don’t like you either. This slap will teach you to respect the elderly. You have no right to insult my mom Mikayla said, washing her hands in the sink,

“You. “Winona was too angry to sp

Winona Thalia who was helping smooth out Winona’s wedding dress, looked at her with concern. The next second she glared at Mikayla. “How dare you slap her!”

Just as Winona was about to slap Mikayla back, Mikayla stepped forward fearlessly. “You should consider yourself lucky that

slap wasn’t hard enough and you can cover it with some powder. But if you slap me back and leave a mark, people will. ask about it during the wedding

Winona clenched her fist, long manicured nails digging into her palm. Fine, you win?”

“I suggest you manage your mariage better and keep Jason from straying As your cousin, I don’t want you to end up l me,” said Mikayla as she walked past Winona and out of the room, her voice dripping with contempt.

Thalia supported Winona, who was almost shaking with fury. “Winona, don’t listen to her nonsense. You and Jaxon are perfect together! You’re stunning, and Jason adores you. He’ll never cheat on you.

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But Mikayla’s words hung in Winona’s mind, casting a shadow over Thalia’s comforting reassurances. She found herself contemplating. Sure, Jaxon would never cheat on me with anyone else, but what about Mikayla? Mikayla, is this the wedding gift you’ve prepared for me! Just great.”

In a secluded corner of the wedding venue, Juliet sat poised on a chair, her tidy short hair complementing her rosy gown as she waited patiently.

Brantley brought some desserts and fruit over.

Even Juliet herself was uncertain about the nature of her relationship with Brantley. Perhaps this was what people often referred to as being more than friends but less than lovers. Brantley always kept a certain distance. He wouldn’t let her fully into his life or accept her confession, yet they could still sit and chat calmly.

“Your brother’s blind, I swear, I can’t believe he fell for that pretentious bitch!” Juliet picked up a mousse cake, glanced at Brantley, and put it down.

“Why aren’t you eating it Brantley asked. He knew, like everyone else in Nosa, that Juliet liked him. She had told times and even caused a scene once. But he couldn’t return her feelings

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“You said you didn’t like fatties.” Juliet stuck out her tongue.

Brantley fell silent for a second and said, “Juliet, stop wasting your time on me?

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Juliet’s hand trembled slightly. Her heart felt tight, like it was being squeezed. Forcing a smile, she looked away. “I’m not wasting time on you. I just hang out with you because you’re always alone and have no friends.”

“You know what I’m talking about,” Brantley said, watching her as her head hung low, shoulders trembling. He handed her a tissue and stood up..

“You won’t even give me a chance, huh?” asked Juliet.