Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband (Lily and Ryan) novel Chapter 107

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“I’m here to support my future wife,” Ryan said through gritted teeth, forcing a smug smile. “By the way, didn’t you claim you were married, Lily? So, where’s this ‘perfect husband‘ of yours? Why isn’t he here? Maybe he doesn’t care about you as much as you think. Or does he simply not love you?” 

His smug tone and mocking expression made Mia’s blood boil. Her hands clenched into fists as she resisted the urge to slap him across the face. How dare he insult her idol like that? She huffed, stepping forward before Lily could respond. 

“Are you high on something, Ryan?” Mia sneered, making a dramatic gagging noise. “Or have you just stopped looking at that ridiculous face of yours in the mirror? Maybe losing your company also made you lose your mind.” 

Lily fought back a laugh, letting Mia take the lead. Mia’s glare sharpened as she continued, “Let me make one thing clear–my Lily’s husband is leagues above you. He’s the best husband in the world. Handsome, incredibly wealthy, kind, and hardworking. Do not dare to compare yourself to him, you pathetic excuse for a human being.” 

Lily chimed in, her tone calm but cutting, “Exactly. My husband loves me deeply, and he works hard to manage his successful company. Unlike you, he’s not wasting his time lurking around sets, trying to act like he has it all together. You wouldn’t understand what it’s like to have real responsibilities or be a real man.” 

Ryan’s face turned a deep shade of red, his fists tightening at his sides. He could feel the weight of their words stabbing at his pride. Already overwhelmed by his failing company and mounting troubles, their taunts were like salt rubbed into an open wound. Yet despite his anger, one question burned in his mind: Who was Lily’s husband? 

He had no doubt that whoever the man was, he must be someone immensely powerful, someone who outranked him in wealth and influence. The thought only deepened his frustration. 

Rose, who had been seething quietly beside him, finally broke her silence. Her lips curled into a smug smile as she said, “Elder sister, you might feel victorious now, but don’t get too comfortable. You may have caused trouble for my fiancé’s company, but don’t forget–I have the Miller company. With its resources, I can support him. Your little schemes won’t work for long.” 

Despite her confident tone, her hatred for Lily burned fiercely. Every fiber of her being wanted to lash out, to scream, to tear Lily down. But with so many eyes watching, she had no choice but to maintain the pretense of composure. 

“Oh, the Miller company,” Lily said, her voice light but thoughtful, as if she’d just remembered something important. She tilted her head, pretending to consider the weight of Rose’s words. “How could I ever forget about the Miller company?” 

Rose’s smile grew wider, interpreting Lily’s reaction as a sign of weakness. See? she thought triumphantly. No matter what you do, Lily, I’ll always have the upper hand. Your plans will crumble before me. 

As Rose considered taunting Lily further, she froze in confusion. Lily was smiling at her–calm, confident, and unbothered. That smile sent a jolt of unease through her. Why wasn’t Lily upset? Shouldn’t she be panicking now that her so–called plan was about to fail? 

But then Lily spoke, her tone light and almost playful. “My dear little sister, thank you for bringing up the Miller company. I’d nearly forgotten about it. But tell me, have you forgotten whose hard work and brainpower built that company into what it is today?” 

Rose’s eves widened in shock as realization struck her like a bolt of lightning. How could she have 

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overlooked such a crucial fact? The success of the Miller Corporation–the prestige it now boasted–was largely thanks to Lily’s relentless dedication and sharp business acumen during her time with the company. 

A knot formed in her stomach. Lily knew the Miller Corporation inside and out. If she wanted, she could dismantle it just as easily as she had built it. That mocking smile on Lily’s face only made her panic grow. Rose opened her mouth to respond, but before she could get a word out, the assistant director’s voice interrupted. 

“The set is ready!” 

Lily’s expression brightened as she looked at Rose. “Come along, little sister. It’s time for our scene,” she said with a wide grin. “This is going to be so much fun.” 

Rose’s face turned pale. Fun? For who? She dreaded shooting today’s scene. Her nerves heightened as they walked toward the director, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. 

The director gathered the actresses and explained the scene in detail, emphasizing his vision for perfection. Today, the focus was on Lily’s character, Stella, revealing her manipulative and psychotic nature. He offered some final tips before letting them take their positions. 

“Action!” 

Rose, playing the nervous and timid Hannah, stepped into the scene. Her character was supposed to confront her sister about whether she also harbored feelings for her boyfriend. But as the cameras rolled, Rose felt the weight of the scene pressing down on her. 

“S–sister…” Hannah stammered, trying to muster courage. 

“Yes?” Lily, as Stella, responded coolly, not even glancing up from her laptop. 

“I… I wanted to ask you about…” 

Stella finally looked up, her gaze piercing. “Speak clearly, . Do you need something?” 

“I… I wanted to ask… do you also love Lucas?” Rose’s voice trembled as she delivered the line, her character’s anxiety mirroring her own. 

Lily slowly closed her laptop, her expression soft but unnervingly calm. She studied Rose for a moment before smiling. “Yes,” she said simply. “I love him.” 

Rose took an instinctive step back, her shock genuine as she stammered, “B–but… but… 

With a sigh, Lily leaned forward, her voice steady and persuasive. “Look, Hannah, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about this. I think it’s best if you break up with Lucas.” 

“No!” Rose yelled, her voice cracking under the pressure of the moment.