After being betrayed, I married the CEO

On their third wedding anniversary, Rosabella Brown suddenly came home early without calling Darryl because she wanted to surprise him. She planned to have dinner together at a high-class restaurant after meeting and discuss having children in the future. Every time this topic was brought up before, Darryl avoided it. She thought he was not ready to be a father because his work was busy. She happily walked up the stairs. The door was only slightly ajar.

A gasp came from the gap, making everyone blush like sharp needles piercing her heart.

Through the wooden door, the man's familiar back rubbed fiercely against the hot body of the woman below.

The smile on her lips disappeared.

Suddenly dizzy, Rosabella trembled as she reached out to grab the doorknob.

The two people who were entangled in the room stopped when they heard the noise. The woman looked out the door in a daze, shyly pulling the blanket to cover herself, a smile forming at the corner of her eyes.

The man frowned and turned back, looked at the girl standing at the door for a while, slowly stood up, and put on his clothes.

Isabella sat up in bed, her white hands still clutching the thick blanket, looking at Rosabella in surprise.

Rosabella turned and walked towards Darryl, wanting to ask a question, but couldn't. Her breath caught in her throat.

She gently closed her thin eyelashes. Clear drops of water flowed through the slits of her eyes and fell onto her cheeks.

She trembled and clenched her hands into fists, her voice weak as she asked a silly question.

"Why?"

The man was silent, lazily leaning back in his chair, exhaling a cloud of white smoke. After a long while, he opened his eyes, his voice filled with disgust as he answered her question.

"You see. She's Isabella, my ex-girlfriend. She's back, so let's get a divorce. You're a dull woman. I'm bored with you. But Isabella is different; she's hot and sexy, and she loves me very much. I love her too. Another important thing is that her family is rich and can give me what I want."

A slap landed on Darryl's face, causing his face to tilt to the side. He turned around, smiled weakly, and continued.

"Because you're too naive."

Rosabella stepped back, staggering a few steps. Yes, she was too naive, too naive to believe him, to believe his words, to believe that he had broken up with his ex, to stubbornly let the two of them hurt her in secret.

On their wedding day, Darryl confessed to her. "Isabella, you are the most beautiful flower in my heart. I will be with you for the rest of my life."

At that crucial moment, he had called her name by mistake. At that time, Rosabella didn't think much of it. She thought she had misheard. Now, when she heard Darryl introduce his first love, she realized that her name sounded very similar to that girl's name.

It turned out that in the past three years, she had just been a substitute. Three years... three years... the first love of her life had just disappeared. Her feelings were like a ball, like a toy in their hands.

Her emotions instantly shattered like a glass cup, thousands of sharp pieces of porcelain piercing her heart that contained countless memories of them.

Broken in a flash.

Rosabella laughed bitterly. She turned around, took a deep breath, clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh, tried to hold back her tears, and walked calmly.

She wouldn't cry, she wouldn't let herself cry in front of them.

Her small legs kept running, running as fast as they could, running and running... She couldn't feel anything anymore, her paralyzed legs collapsed on the side of the road in a deserted place.

Rosabella raised her face to the dark sky and screamed, crying as if only that could soothe her wounds.

Since she was little, she had always carried the label of being strong and resilient. She didn't dare to show weakness because she knew that even if she was weak, no one would care, only contempt and ridicule.

Just this once, just this once, to satisfy her weakness for the past twenty-three years...

The shadow stretched across the road. She cried and was weak. She could only continue to hide in her shell. She walked soullessly on the deserted road.

During the three years of their love, Rosabella had always been by Darryl's side, helping him from when he had nothing until he became successful, although her family was not rich, she still wholeheartedly supported her boyfriend.

In the end, what did Rosabella get in return? Betrayal.

With an empty heart, she left the place that had brought her so many memories.

---

That evening, Rosabella returned home just as her whole family was sitting in the living room.

Her grandfather, Mr. Zohar, called his granddaughter: "Rosabella, come here for a moment."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Mr. Zohar's face was a little gloomy, and he slowly announced: "Today our family is here, I want to discuss with you about the marriage between our family and Dominic Romano - the eldest son of the Romano family."

Everyone was stunned, their mouths wide open in surprise. Everything happened so suddenly.

Mr. Zohar looked at all his children and grandchildren, sighed in relief, and continued: "This is a childhood engagement, the Romano family came in person, we cannot refuse. Cynthia should prepare."

Cynthia cried loudly. Rosabella and Lawrence were also quite surprised, speechless. The atmosphere became heavy and stifling.

Lawrence felt sorry for her daughter, so he hurriedly said:

"Cynthia has never met that guy. How can she get married, Dad? Husband, say something, are we just sitting here watching our daughter suffer?"

Cynthia cried miserably and choked up,

"Even if I die, I don't want to marry that guy Dominic. He is famous as an 'ice tiger'; everyone knows him. Grandpa, do you and Mom want to see me die alone there?"

Mr. Zohar also sighed, he couldn't bear to see his granddaughter suffer but also didn't know how to refuse the Romano family. The space was quiet, everyone was silent, the scenery also became dull, and the atmosphere was much more gloomy.

At the Romano mansion.

Mr. Usha said to Viktor. "You quickly call the children down here, I have something to tell them."

The atmosphere in the villa was silent for a moment, the footsteps down the stairs gradually got closer. It was Mr. Usha's three grandsons, one by one, sitting down on the chair. Both were quite surprised because they did not know what their grandfather was going to say.

After all the members were present, Mr. Usha solemnly announced, "It is time for me to clarify with you about the marriage between the Romano and the Brown families."

Looking at the faces of the children and grandchildren, everyone was stunned and speechless. Even Dominic's icy face changed color, so you can see how powerful this announcement was.

Dominic stammered and asked his grandfather, "What kind of marriage, Grandpa?"

Mr. Usha had predicted that everyone would be extremely surprised to hear this announcement, so it was no surprise. He slowly explained:

"When I was young, Zohar and I made a betrothal agreement that our two families would become in-laws in the future. But I only have one son, your father, and so does Zohar, so the betrothal agreement was passed on to you. Now that you have reached the age of marriage, I should also fulfill this agreement. Dominic, you are the eldest grandson, so I hope you will agree to this marriage."

Dominic was shocked to hear his name called. He had always hated being close to women, but now he was being forced to marry a girl he had never met, so of course, he did not agree. Dominic coldly replied:

"I do not agree."

After speaking, he stood up and went straight to his room, closed the door, rolled onto the bed, and sighed repeatedly.

---

The next day, Dominic left the house early in the morning. He seemed to be avoiding his grandfather because the situation was so sudden that he could not find a suitable reason to refuse the marriage. Dominic was always decisive and cool in business school, but was quite hesitant and always tried to avoid his family members.

As soon as he reached the office door, he turned around and said:

"Aylin, bring me a cup of coffee to the office."

Knocking on the door, Aylin - his secretary - walked in with a cup of coffee: "General Manager, you look tired today. You should pay attention to your health."

"I know."

The atmosphere was extremely stifling. His usually cold face was even angrier today, looking like a time bomb that could explode at any moment.

A man walked in without knocking and sat on the sofa. He looked quite rich and handsome, with a perfect, friendly face. But just looking at him, one could immediately guess that he was a playboy. He was wearing a dark green suit with a black and white striped shirt inside. He poured a cup of hot tea and said:

"Dominic, you are getting married without telling your friends."

He was Sharon, the sole heir of the JT Group. He was known as a playboy, surrounded by women, and had never been honest with any girl. Sharon was Dominic's childhood friend.

Dominic was angry, so he took the opportunity to vent his anger on Sharon: "You came in without knocking?"

Sharon leaned back on the sofa and continued smugly:

"I saw that you were about to get married, so I came here to congratulate you. Are you so touched that you cried?"

Dominic responded to his concern with a cold sentence: "What am I crying for? If you have nothing else to do, go home quickly, don't bother me here."

Sharon curiously walked over and sat down on the chair opposite Dominic, his eyes looking at him and he asked in surprise: "You're about to get married, so you should be happy, right?"

Dominic's eyes widened, his face was cold, and he said, "If you don't shut up, then leave."

Sharon quickly comforted him because he was also afraid that Dominic would get angry:

"Okay, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore. Don't be angry."

The two were silent for a long time, then Sharon curiously asked:

"Hey, Dominic, you don't seem interested in this marriage, do you?"

Dominic's expression didn't change, he put the pen in his hand on the table, raised his head to look at Sharon, and said: "Are you looking at me like I'm interested?"

Dominic's eyes were like a stream of water that wanted to wash Sharon clean. It seemed that Sharon still recognized his best friend's intentions through that look, so he automatically left without making a sound, not daring to ask any more questions.

Aylin knocked on the door: "General Manager, there's a branch meeting in 5 minutes."

Dominic entered the meeting room, everyone bowed their heads.

"Okay, everyone, a summary report of the situation and results of the past month."

Each branch reported, but Dominic was always straightforward in his criticism. Everyone was scared, and the discussion was very noisy:

"What's wrong with the CEO today? Does he look like a murderer who wants to kill us?"

"What, are you here for a meeting or to discuss private matters?"

Everyone was silent, no one dared to say anything. The atmosphere in the meeting room became tense and heavy, no one dared to breathe heavily. Finally, Dominic left and said:

"The meeting is over."

With a sigh of relief, the atmosphere calmed down, and everyone quickly left.

---

The Romano house was quiet, everyone had left early in the morning. Although the house was beautiful and luxurious, for an old man like Mr. Usha, it felt lonely. He had been bored with his career all his life, and now that he was old, he had to sit in one place and watch his children and grandchildren follow in his footsteps.

What he was most worried about now was that all three of his grandsons were old enough to get married, but none of them had brought their girlfriends home to meet their families. He was always afraid that he would not see any of them get married until he was near death.

He slowly walked out of the room, leaned on his cane, went to the kitchen, and asked the maid, "Maya, why haven't I seen Dominic lately?"

The maid heard the voice behind her and turned around to answer, "These days, the young master has been gone from early morning until late at night, sir."

Mr. Usha sighed a few times and went out to sit on the sofa in the living room. He was still worried. He was afraid that his grandson's temper would ruin his engagement with the Browns.

A woman came down from upstairs. She looked to be nearly fifty years old, but her skin was smooth, rosy, and had few wrinkles. Looking at her style of dress, one could tell that she was the wife of the president of the largest chain of stores in the country. Her name was Lowa, the wife of Viktor Romano.

Lowa sat down opposite her father-in-law with a worried look and asked, "Dad, why did you get up so early today?"

Mr. Usha coughed lightly a few times and slowly said,

"Look at your son, he's already 28 years old and still refuses to get married. He hasn't brought any girls home to meet his family for many years. How can I be at ease? And Cayle and Rhett are not young anymore. I know that you've been struggling to take care of this family alone for many years. Your mother-in-law died early, and our family is full of men who only know how to work in the company. It's time to find someone to share the burden with you."

Lowa's face was full of worry for her father-in-law's health, he kept coughing violently, his expression was gloomy, and his eyes were filled with unspeakable sadness. He must be very worried. At this rate, she was afraid that the old man would get sick.

Lowa gently replied to her father-in-law: "Dad, please take care of your health. I will find a way to advise the boy. Don't worry too much."

-

In the CEO's office, Dominic stood looking out the glass door, holding a cup of coffee and thinking pensively. In fact, since breaking up with Lillie, he had never paid attention to another girl. To be more precise, he had lost faith in love. Dominic and Lillie's relationship lasted for three years; he still truly loved her, giving her all the best. One day, she suddenly stole his design ideas and sold them to a competitor, then took the money abroad with another man until now, whose whereabouts are now unknown. Dominic took a long time to get over this.

---

At the Brown house, Cynthia pulled her mother into the room and closed the door.

"The other day, I accidentally heard my grandfather and that man talking to each other. If this wedding goes through, we will have enough money to pay off the debt, have enough left to live, and even have 5% of the Romano Group's shares."

Lawrence's eyes widened, staring at her daughter, her mouth stammering:

"You mean you want to marry into the Romano family?"

Cynthia, who was always cunning and deceitful, curled her lips slightly, looked deep into Lawrence's eyes, leaned close to her mother's ear, and whispered:

"Of course not, how could I marry that cold guy? But you forgot, our family also has Rosabella. Although she is not a biological child, she also has the surname Brown."

Lawrence seemed hesitant: "Is that okay?"

Cynthia was sinister, she kept saying that her fiancé was cold and pushed her sister away, forcing this marriage to happen:

"Mom, why not? Although the Brown family didn't give birth to her, they raised her. You just need to find an excuse to let her repay the favor. The engagement is between the two families, and she is the eldest daughter; of course, it's fine. Just marry her to their family, the money and shares are ours. If she dies of loneliness in the Romano family, we can only blame it on her bad luck."

Lawrence had always been blindly indulgent with her daughter, so no matter how unreasonable or immoral the proposal was, she would still nod in agreement.

Cynthia opened the door and pulled her mother into the living room just as her grandfather and father were sitting and talking. She pretended to be pitiful and ran to sit next to her grandfather, crying:

"I'm still young, it's a pity that I got married too early, I didn't have time to repay my grandfather and parents. I still want to stay and take care of everyone. Rosabella has worked hard in the past, and now she has a good chance to marry into a rich family. I don't want to fight. Or should I let Rosabella replace me as the Romano family's daughter-in-law? She's divorced anyway. She's single now."

Cynthia looked pitiful, crying and choking. Mr. Zohar objected:

"No, Rosabella has suffered a lot since she was young, and she has worked hard for this family for many years. She can't be married off."

Lawrence interjected to defend her daughter. "After all, Rosabella has experience in marriage matters, but Cynthia is only twenty years old, still young and immature."

Dawson Brown was also shocked to hear his wife and daughter say such words, so he objected: "No, this is a marriage contract between two families, so Rosabella can't participate in it."

"So you and Grandpa would rather let me suffer, to protect Rosabella." Cynthia jumped up.

Seeing this, Mr. Zohar also felt sorry for his granddaughter, he also didn't want to let his granddaughter suffer. Moreover, City A was quite far from City B. If she got married, she would see her less. He sighed and slowly said:

"Alright, if you don't want to marry into the Romano family, then we'll cancel the engagement. There's no way Rosabella can replace Cynthia."

"We can't break off the engagement, Grandpa..." Cynthia said in panic.

At that moment, Rosabella returned to the front yard. Cynthia ran out, hugged Rosabella, and cried. Rosabella hurriedly asked:

"Cynthia, what's wrong? Are you not feeling well?"

Cynthia was still crying, and quickly pulled Rosabella: "You come with me."

Rosabella felt that today was a bit unusual. Cynthia suddenly became gentle towards her. When she entered, Rosabella glanced at everyone and guessed that something had happened. Seeing everyone's sad faces, Cynthia also cried, so she asked:

"Grandpa, Mom, and Dad, is there something wrong with us?"