All Chapters of When Betray Brings Mr. Right: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Ivan’s grip around Alysha tightened, his eyes flashing with determination as he stared down Armin. “You don’t have to sign the divorce papers, Armin,” he growled, his voice low and filled with defiance. “I’ll make the divorce happen without your signature.”The room went silent, every breath held in suspense. Armin’s eyes darkened, a dangerous glint sparking in his gaze. He tilted his head, assessing his uncle as if daring him to make the next move. “You think you can just take her from me, Ivan?” he asked, his voice dripping with cold amusement. “You really think that’ll work?”Ivan’s jaw clenched, but he remained unfazed. “Yes, I do,” he shot back. “There are ways to make it happen. And I’m not letting her stay trapped in this loveless arrangement.”Alysha’s heart raced, feeling the tension between the two men escalate. Ivan’s hold on her was firm, protective, but the stakes were high, and she could see the fire burning in Armin’s eyes. This was no longer just about family commitmen

But Gabriel stepped forward, his face cold, his voice cutting like steel. “Armin isn’t bluffing, Ivan. You know the consequences of defying this family.” His gaze shifted to Alysha, hardening. “And so does she.”Lilian’s tearful eyes met Alysha’s, and though she said nothing, her silence spoke volumes—this was how it was, and there was no escaping the life they had built. Alysha’s breath caught, and she felt the crushing reality of it all—the weight of an empire, the rules she had never asked for, and the life that was never truly hers to live.“Please,” Alysha whispered, her voice barely holding as she looked at Armin. “Don’t drag Andrine into this. She’s innocent.”Armin’s eyes softened for a split second, but it was gone as quickly as it came, replaced by the same cold resolve. “Then do as I say. Be the wife you were meant to be.” He reached out, his fingers grazing her arm, and the possessiveness in his touch was undeniable. “You know what you need to do.”Ivan’s body tensed besid

Armin rushed to catch Alysha as she crumpled to the floor, his grip turning tender in an instant. “Alysha, look at me!” His voice cracked, the anger replaced by a flicker of panic.Ivan moved closer, his eyes narrowing. “Back off. She’s not safe with you.”“She’s my wife!” Armin growled, pulling her limp body closer. “Don’t you dare touch her.”Ivan ignored him, crouching down, his voice calm but firm. “Alysha, can you hear me? You’re stronger than this. You’ve always been stronger.”A faint groan escaped Alysha’s lips, her eyelids fluttering. The tension between the men hung like a storm cloud, neither willing to give ground.Alysha’s knees buckled as she collapsed to the floor, clutching her head. Armin crouched beside her, his hand immediately on her shoulder.“Alysha!” he said, his tone shifting to panic. “What’s wrong? Talk to me!”Ivan shoved Armin aside, kneeling in front of her. “Alysha, look at me. Are you okay? Can you hear me?”Her vision blurred as the fragments in her min

Lilian exhaled deeply, the tension in her shoulders easing only slightly. “Thank God,” she muttered under her breath. “It’s too difficult to deal with Ivan. At least he’s gone for now.”She glanced at her husband, Gabriel, who stood silently, his expression unreadable. But she knew him too well. Gabriel wasn’t fooled by Ivan’s retreat.“He’s gone now,” she said cautiously, “but I know what you’re thinking. He’ll never stop.”Gabriel’s jaw tightened, his thoughts heavy. Ivan was relentless, and his obsession with Alysha was more dangerous than Lilian understood. “You’re right,” Gabriel said, his tone low and measured. “Ivan will keep trying. He’ll do whatever it takes to separate Armin and Alysha. No cost is too high for him.”Lilian looked at him, concern etched on her face. “And what will you do about it?”Gabriel’s gaze turned cold, his mind already calculating. “I’ll do what I must,” he said. “I can’t let him succeed.”But even as he spoke, the weight of a darker truth pressed down

Armin sat across from his parents, the tension in the room thick and suffocating. Gabriel’s face was hard, his voice sharp as he leaned forward. “Now you realize the big mistake you made, Armin? I warned you—again and again, back then. I told you we had chosen a beautiful, royal-blooded, talented girl for you.” His eyes narrowed, the disappointment evident in every word. “But you didn’t give a damn, did you?”Armin leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his dark hair, his jaw clenched. He looked at his father, then at his mother, Lilian, who sat silently, her lips pressed into a thin line. “I didn’t take it seriously,” Armin admitted, his tone defiant but tinged with regret. “She was just some… some poor village girl out of nowhere. What was I supposed to think? That she mattered?”Gabriel’s fist slammed onto the table, making Lilian flinch. “She mattered because we told you she did! Because the Jarl family trusted us to take care of her, to honor the contract! You thought t