All Chapters of Reviello's Wrong Bride: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

“I've been wondering… when is the wedding?” Eleonor asks with a kind smile, after sipping her juice. Her unexpected refusal of wine and champagne caught Giovanni's attention, but he kept quiet.Now that they were all at the table, talking, with a silly smile on their lips and without worries, Eleonor was able to look closely at the guests. In addition to the Henderson family, who are seated next to Eleonor and Giovanni, and from the Evans — who are naturally the hosts and therefore are at the head of the table, with James sitting in the most prominent position… On the table, there is also the Blake, Emily's maternal family, who didn't bother to send a single representative to Eleonor's wedding. In addition, other families with important business connections to the Evans are present, some who even treated Eleonor with contempt.“We haven't set a date yet…” Emily gives her sister a smile across the table and takes Josh's

Eleonor splashes water on her face, trying to compose herself. Just a few moments ago, she had been throwing up everything in her stomach. Now, looking in the mirror, she can see the paleness in her face that even makeup can't disguise. After feeling bad for so long and being so sensitive, she can no longer deny that something is wrong. There are only two options… either she's sick, or she's pregnant. Still, Eleonor can't pull up the courage to take the test, which is well hidden in her belongings. Her priority at the moment is focusing on her revenge. As water droplets trickle down her face, Eleonor's green eyes focus on the male figure through the mirror's reflection. The man, who's leaning against the wall, watches her carefully with some amusement. It's not a very familiar face, and she's certain that he wasn't sitting at the table. But Eleonor manages to recognize him, as it hasn't been that long since they first met. “What are you doing here?” Eleonor asks without taking her

In the car, Eleonor remains silent, watching the scenery pass before her eyes through the window. Now that she's away from those people's attention, Eleonor feels like she can finally breathe again. Surely, she should be happy that her plan had worked out so well.Her main goal was to steal attention for herself. And she succeeded because from the moment she set foot in the Evans' garden, she was targeted with all kinds of looks. Some looked at her inquiringly, others aggressively, judging her for wearing such an inappropriate dress for an engagement party. But evenly, Eleonor could sense that she was the target of lust and curiosity. Her first step was to use something hideous to destabilize Emily and her mother.Then, she would use the small talk, which she learned in order to survive in high society, and use it at her favor. Thanks to that, Eleonor not only managed to steal the spotlight, but also achieved her second and main objective — to take control of this marriage. That was d

Eleonor is sitting in front of the mirror, brushing her now brown hair. It's still strange to see the different color and realize how such a simple change made her look so different. The decision to change her appearance came with the need to recreate herself and get rid of the Evans family shadow, which has blonde hair as one of its main traits. Honestly, she had never thought about dying her hair, but she's glad she did.She watches Giovanni slowly approach through the mirror. There's a serene expression on his face, but it's still hard to predict his thoughts. During dinner, they remained silent. Fortunately, she was able to eat. Francesca made French cuisine, and it whetted her appetite and almost made her salivate. But it was the desert in specific that made her eat relish — a delicious petit gateaut, which she had three times.Giovanni, standing at her back, takes the brush from his wife's hands and begins to brush her hair gently, as if his touch could break it with the slighte

Lisette is looking at the test in her hands — the proof that Eleonor is pregnant. It's been a few long seconds since Eleonor told that her discomfort was really due to an unexpected pregnancy. But the shock was such that Lisette was unable to say a single word.Eleonor is sitting on the balcony, and although her gaze is on the horizon, she isn't looking at any specific point. After she saw the test result, her mind had been empty and floating. Fortunately, Giovanni left early in the morning and still hasn't returned, which gives Eleonor time to reorganize her thoughts. Or at least try.“How long has it been?” Lisette finally asks, looking up from the test and landing on Eleonor's slight figure.“I'm not sure. At least six weeks, since I haven't had my period in that time…” Eleonor sighs, slumping her shoulders.“That's…” Lisette is hesitating. “Have you told Giovanni yet?”Eleonor looks at her friend, and her expression says enough. Of course she didn't. How could she? Eleonor is so s