Aria Adrian Ethan NovelAfter My Fiancé Humiliated Me, I Came Back to Ruin His World

I died on my wedding day.
Adrian walked in with Ella. He told the guests he would not marry me.
People laughed. My dress was torn and my life ended at that moment.
Then I opened my eyes again. I was back before the betrayal.
This time, I did not beg for his love. I did not wait for him to choose me. I turned to his older brother Ethan.
From the moment I walked away, Adrian began to lose control.
Last life, I chased him.
This life, he chases me.
And I want him to break a little more each day.

After setting the wedding date, I started preparing things we'd need for the ceremony.

I didn't expect to run into Adrian and his friends at the mall.

"Coming out to play and still keeping such a close eye on her. Adrian, you're watching your woman way too tightly," his friend teased, causing Adrian to frown in annoyance.

"She's not my woman. Say that again and I'll sew your mouth shut."

Adrian spotted me from afar and walked over, clearly displeased.

"Aria, when will you give it a rest? Why do you have to follow me everywhere I go?"

"You forced the elders to tie us together. Now everyone knows you're marrying into the Johnson family. Are you satisfied now?"

I stayed silent for a moment, my expression calm.

"I'm not trying to tie myself to you. You've misunderstood."

His emotions suddenly flared up as he gripped my wrist tightly, causing pain.

"Then why are you here? Aren't you just stalking me?"

I shook off his hand, instinctively rubbing my reddened wrist as I explained:

"I'm here to prepare things for the wedding. I didn't expect to run into you."

Seeing our unhappy expressions, his friends quickly gathered around.

"Preparing for the wedding? Adrian, marrying her sure is convenient - you don't have to prepare anything yourself."

Adrian glared at the speaker without responding.

"Aria, don't think that just because our families arranged this marriage, you can use these tactics to get me."

"Even if you get my body, you'll never have my heart. I despise manipulative, vicious women like you the most."

His eyes were cold, his voice suppressing anger.

But I felt nothing, only wanting to escape this troublesome situation.

I looked up and met his gaze calmly:

"Who wants your heart? Don't flatter yourself. I won't be marrying you either."

Hearing this, Adrian's face immediately fell.

"How can you still deny it at this point? You've always used every trick to force me to marry you. Now that you've finally succeeded, you're saying you won't marry me..."

His friend bumped his shoulder:

"Adrian, can't you tell? The little lady is just mad at you. She's saying that out of anger."

"She's personally out choosing things for the wedding. How can she be happy when you're being so cold and sarcastic to her?"

Adrian's expression finally softened a bit.

He stared at me with a complex look, finally forcing out a sentence after a long pause.

"I'll show up for the wedding on time, but like I said, don't expect me to ever like you."

Suddenly there was a sound of something dropping behind us.