Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

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“You found our queen? Uncle Noel asked, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “That's incredible! Tell me

everything-who is she? Where did you find her? How did it happen?

Pedro’s face softened as a dreamy smile spread across his lips. “Uncle Noel, she’s beautiful. Her voice is so

gentle and soothing, and when the laughs. It feels like the whole world is laughing with her. | can’t even describe

how happy | feel right now

Uncle Nock couldn’t help but unile at Pedro’s enthusiasm. I'm so glad you've finally found her, Pedro, he said, his

tone warm and supportive.

Pedro nodded, his expression a mix of joy and longing. too, Uncle Noel. For the first tin years, | feel Truly

happy. But... His voice trailed off, and a shadow of sadness crossed his face. “She doesn’t remember mr. Unde

Noel. She doesn’t know anything about me.

Uncle Nocl placed a comforting hand on Pedro’s shoulder. “Don’t be discouraged, Pedro. How could she

remember? She was just a baby back then.”

“I know..” Pedro sighed, his gaze distant as memories flooded his mind. He closed his eyes, letting himself drift

back to the past, to the day he first met her. A faint smile tugged at his lips as the memory unfolded in his mind.

A young, chubby boy sat on a couch, intently focused on the gon his phone. He was waiting eagerly for his

father to return home.

“Mr. Pedro, cand eat your dinner,” Uncle Noel urged, trying to coax the boy away from his game. “Your

father will be late tonight.”

The boy shook his head stubbornly. “No! I'll wait for Dad,” he replied firmly, his eyes still glued to his phone.

Then he looked up, his expression hopeful. “Uncle Noel, do you know when Dad will cback?”

Uncle Noel sighed and shook his head. “I'm afraid | don’t, Mr. Pedro.”

Hearing that, the boy's face fell, disappointment shadowing his features. Uncle Noel was about to try convincing

him again when a booming voice filled the house.

“Pedro, my dear boy!”

Pedro's face lit up instantly. Abandoning his game, he leapt off the couch and ran toward the source of the voice.

“Dad!” he called excitedly.

Steven, his father, swept him up in his arms as he walked into the room. “How’s my little prince doing?” he

asked, planting a kiss on his son’s cheek. “Did you eat something?”

Pedro shook his head earnestly. “No, Dad. | was waiting for you, he replied. Then his tone gre serious. “Dad, |

don’t like it here. When can we go back to our mansion?”

Steven sighed heavily, sitting down on the couch with his son on his lap. “Pedro, we won't be g the mansion for a

while,” he said gently.

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Pedro looked up at his father, his wide eyes filled with worry. “Dad, is it true? Are Ethan's parents and Jame’s

parents really trying to hurt you?” he asked softly. “Dad, Ethan is my best friend. I'll talk to him. I'll ask him to tell

his parents not to hurt you. And I'll talk to Uncle Arthur and Aunt Beatrice too! They like me-they’ll

listen to me. I'm sure.”

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His innocence brought a bittersweet smile to Steven's face, Holding his son tightly, he said, “You're such a brave

boy, Pedro. But there are sthings even your best intentions can’t fix. This is something | have to handle on

my own.”

The young boy clung to his father, not fully understanding the weight of his words but sensing the seriousness in

his tone.

Steven chuckled softly, pressing a gentle kiss to his son’s cheek. “It’s late, my prince,” he said with a warm

smile. “They don’t like us, and that’s why they want to harm us.”

“But Dad, Ethan-"

“Pedro, my boy,” Steven interrupted, his tone firm yet calm, “do you remember what Ethan said? Do you recall

why they hurtso badly?”

Pedro nodded, his young face troubled.

“But Dad, Ethan-

“No, Pedro,” his father said firmly, cutting him off again. “You know the truth. Do you honestly believe what

Ethan said about me? Do you think | would ever do something so disgraceful? Tell me, who do you trust more-

me, your father, or Ethan, the boy you call your best friend but who turned his back on you?”

The boy’s small hands clenched, and he looked into his father’s eyes, his voice steady despite his young age.

“You, Dad. | will always believe you.”

A proud smile lit up Steven's face as he ruffled his son’s hair affectionately. “That's my boy,” he said with a nod

of approval.

“But why did he betray me, Dad?” Pedro asked, his innocent eyes filled with confusion. “Why do they want to

hurt us? What did we ever do to them?”

Steven sighed, his expression turning serious. “It’s because they’re jealous, my son. They don’t like us because

we're different. Our ancestors were of royal lineage, and that means we carry royal blood in our veins. Do you

know what that makes us, Pedro?”

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“Royal,” the boy replied, his voice small but certain.

“Exactly,” Steven said, his pride evident. “We are royals. We stand above everyone else. Never forget that, my

son. And never bow down to anyone.”

“But Dad,” Pedro asked innocently, “doesn’t Ethan's family and the other two families also have royal

blood?”

“They do,” Steven admitted, nodding. “But do you remember what I've always taught you?”

“Yes, Dad, Pedro replied confidently. “There can only be one king.”

“That's right,” his father said, a proud smile spreading across his face. “And who is that king?”

“Me!” the boy exclaimed, his voice filled with determination.

“Exactly!” Steven said, his voice firm. “You are the future king. Always remember that. Those families are

envious of you. They don’t want to see us rise above them. Ethan betrayed you because he can’t bear the

thought of you being better than him. He doesn’t want you to be king. That's why they are trying to hurt us.

you understand now?”

Do

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“You found our queen? Uncle Noel asked, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “That's incredible! Tell me

everything-who is she? Where did you find her? How did it happen?

Pedro’s face softened as a dreamy smile spread across his lips. “Uncle Noel, she’s beautiful. Her voice is so

gentle and soothing, and when the laughs. It feels like the whole world is laughing with her. I can’t even describe

how happy | feel right now

Uncle Nock couldn’t help but unile at Pedro’s enthusiasm. I'm so glad you've finally found her, Pedro, he said, his

tone warm and supportive.

Pedro nodded, his expression a mix of joy and longing. too, Uncle Noel. For the first tin years, | feel Truly

happy. But... His voice trailed off, and a shadow of sadness crossed his face. “She doesn’t remember mr. Unde

Noel. She doesn’t know anything about me.

Uncle Nocl placed a comforting hand on Pedro’s shoulder. “Don’t be discouraged, Pedro. How could she

remember? She was just a baby back then.”

“I know..” Pedro sighed, his gaze distant as memories flooded his mind. He closed his eyes, letting himself drift

back to the past, to the day he first met her. A faint smile tugged at his lips as the memory unfolded in his mind.

A young, chubby boy sat on a couch, intently focused on the gon his phone. He was waiting eagerly for his

father to return home.

“Mr. Pedro, cand eat your dinner,” Uncle Noel urged, trying to coax the boy away from his game. “Your

father will be late tonight.”

The boy shook his head stubbornly. “No! I'll wait for Dad,” he replied firmly, his eyes still glued to his phone.

Then he looked up, his expression hopeful. “Uncle Noel, do you know when Dad will cback?”

Uncle Noel sighed and shook his head. “I'm afraid | don’t, Mr. Pedro.”

Hearing that, the boy's face fell, disappointment shadowing his features. Uncle Noel was about to try convincing

him again when a booming voice filled the house.

“Pedro, my dear boy!”

Pedro's face lit up instantly. Abandoning his game, he leapt off the couch and ran toward the source of the voice.

“Dad!” he called excitedly.

Steven, his father, swept him up in his arms as he walked into the room. “How’s my little prince doing?” he

asked, planting a kiss on his son’s cheek. “Did you eat something?”

Pedro shook his head earnestly. “No, Dad. | was waiting for you, he replied. Then his tone gre serious. “Dad, |

don’t like it here. When can we go back to our mansion?”

Steven sighed heavily, sitting down on the couch with his son on his lap. “Pedro, we won't be g the mansion for a

while,” he said gently.

more

:back to

Pedro looked up at his father, his wide eyes filled with worry. “Dad, is it true? Are Ethan's parents and Jame’s

parents really trying to hurt you?” he asked softly. “Dad, Ethan is my best friend. I'll talk to him. I'll ask him to tell

his parents not to hurt you. And I'll talk to Uncle Arthur and Aunt Beatrice too! They like me-they’ll

listen to me. I'm sure.”

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His innocence brought a bittersweet smile to Steven's face, Holding his son tightly, he said, “You're such a brave

boy, Pedro. But there are sthings even your best intentions can’t fix. This is something | have to handle on

my own.”

The young boy clung to his father, not fully understanding the weight of his words but sensing the seriousness in

his tone.

Steven chuckled softly, pressing a gentle kiss to his son’s cheek. “It’s late, my prince,” he said with a warm

smile. “They don’t like us, and that’s why they want to harm us.”

“But Dad, Ethan-"

“Pedro, my boy,” Steven interrupted, his tone firm yet calm, “do you remember what Ethan said? Do you recall

why they hurtso badly?”

Pedro nodded, his young face troubled.

“But Dad, Ethan-

“No, Pedro,” his father said firmly, cutting him off again. “You know the truth. Do you honestly believe what

Ethan said about me? Do you think | would ever do something so disgraceful? Tell me, who do you trust more-

me, your father, or Ethan, the boy you call your best friend but who turned his back on you?”

The boy’s small hands clenched, and he looked into his father’s eyes, his voice steady despite his young age.

“You, Dad. | will always believe you.”

A proud smile lit up Steven's face as he ruffled his son’s hair affectionately. “That's my boy,” he said with a nod

of approval.

“But why did he betray me, Dad?” Pedro asked, his innocent eyes filled with confusion. “Why do they want to

hurt us? What did we ever do to them?”

Steven sighed, his expression turning serious. “It’s because they’re jealous, my son. They don’t like us because

we're different. Our ancestors were of royal lineage, and that means we carry royal blood in our veins. Do you

know what that makes us, Pedro?”

“Royal,” the boy replied, his voice small but certain.

“Exactly,” Steven said, his pride evident. “We are royals. We stand above everyone else. Never forget that, my

son. And never bow down to anyone.”

“But Dad,” Pedro asked innocently, “doesn’t Ethan's family and the other two families also have royal

blood?”

“They do,” Steven admitted, nodding. “But do you remember what I've always taught you?”

“Yes, Dad, Pedro replied confidently. “There can only be one king.”

“That's right,” his father said, a proud smile spreading across his face. “And who is that king?”

“Me!” the boy exclaimed, his voice filled with determination.

“Exactly!” Steven said, his voice firm. “You are the future king. Always remember that. Those families are

envious of you. They don’t want to see us rise above them. Ethan betrayed you because he can’t bear the

thought of you being better than him. He doesn’t want you to be king. That's why they are trying to hurt us.

you understand now?”

Do

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“You found our queen? Uncle Noel asked, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “That's incredible! Tell me

everything-who is she? Where did you find her? How did it happen?

Pedro’s face softened as a dreamy smile spread across his lips. “Uncle Noel, she’s beautiful. Her voice is so

gentle and soothing, and when the laughs. It feels like the whole world is laughing with her. | can’t even describe

how happy | feel right now

Uncle Nock couldn’t help but unile at Pedro’s enthusiasm. I'm so glad you've finally found her, Pedro, he said, his

tone warm and supportive.

Pedro nodded, his expression a mix of joy and longing. too, Uncle Noel. For the first tin years, | feel Truly

happy. But... His voice trailed off, and a shadow of sadness crossed his face. “She doesn’t remember mr. Unde

Noel. She doesn’t know anything about me.

Uncle Nocl placed a comforting hand on Pedro’s shoulder. “Don’t be discouraged, Pedro. How could she

remember? She was just a baby back then.”

“I know..” Pedro sighed, his gaze distant as memories flooded his mind. He closed his eyes, letting himself drift

back to the past, to the day he first met her. A faint smile tugged at his lips as the memory unfolded in his mind.

A young, chubby boy sat on a couch, intently focused on the gon his phone. He was waiting eagerly for his

father to return home.

“Mr. Pedro, cand eat your dinner,” Uncle Noel urged, trying to coax the boy away from his game. “Your

father will be late tonight.”

The boy shook his head stubbornly. “No! I'll wait for Dad,” he replied firmly, his eyes still glued to his phone.

Then he looked up, his expression hopeful. “Uncle Noel, do you know when Dad will cback?”

Uncle Noel sighed and shook his head. “I'm afraid | don’t, Mr. Pedro.”

Hearing that, the boy's face fell, disappointment shadowing his features. Uncle Noel was about to try convincing

him again when a booming voice filled the house.

“Pedro, my dear boy!”

Pedro's face lit up instantly. Abandoning his game, he leapt off the couch and ran toward the source of the voice.

“Dad!” he called excitedly.

Steven, his father, swept him up in his arms as he walked into the room. “How’s my little prince doing?” he

asked, planting a kiss on his son’s cheek. “Did you eat something?”

Pedro shook his head earnestly. “No, Dad. | was waiting for you, he replied. Then his tone gre serious. “Dad, |

don’t like it here. When can we go back to our mansion?”

Steven sighed heavily, sitting down on the couch with his son on his lap. “Pedro, we won't be g the mansion for a

while,” he said gently.

more

:back to

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Pedro looked up at his father, his wide eyes filled with worry. “Dad, is it true? Are Ethan's parents and Jame’s

parents really trying to hurt you?” he asked softly. “Dad, Ethan is my best friend. I'll talk to him. I'll ask him to tell

his parents not to hurt you. And I'll talk to Uncle Arthur and Aunt Beatrice too! They like me-they’ll

listen to me. I'm sure.”

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His innocence brought a bittersweet smile to Steven's face, Holding his son tightly, he said, “You're such a brave

boy, Pedro. But there are sthings even your best intentions can’t fix. This is something | have to handle on

my own.”

The young boy clung to his father, not fully understanding the weight of his words but sensing the seriousness in

his tone.

Steven chuckled softly, pressing a gentle kiss to his son’s cheek. “It’s late, my prince,” he said with a warm

smile. “They don’t like us, and that’s why they want to harm us.”

“But Dad, Ethan-"

“Pedro, my boy,” Steven interrupted, his tone firm yet calm, “do you remember what Ethan said? Do you recall

why they hurtso badly?”

Pedro nodded, his young face troubled.

“But Dad, Ethan-

“No, Pedro,” his father said firmly, cutting him off again. “You know the truth. Do you honestly believe what

Ethan said about me? Do you think | would ever do something so disgraceful? Tell me, who do you trust more-

me, your father, or Ethan, the boy you call your best friend but who turned his back on you?”

The boy’s small hands clenched, and he looked into his father’s eyes, his voice steady despite his young age.

“You, Dad. | will always believe you.”

A proud smile lit up Steven's face as he ruffled his son’s hair affectionately. “That's my boy,” he said with a nod

of approval.

“But why did he betray me, Dad?” Pedro asked, his innocent eyes filled with confusion. “Why do they want to

hurt us? What did we ever do to them?”

Steven sighed, his expression turning serious. “It’s because they’re jealous, my son. They don’t like us because

we're different. Our ancestors were of royal lineage, and that means we carry royal blood in our veins. Do you

know what that makes us, Pedro?”

“Royal,” the boy replied, his voice small but certain.

“Exactly,” Steven said, his pride evident. “We are royals. We stand above everyone else. Never forget that, my

son. And never bow down to anyone.”

“But Dad,” Pedro asked innocently, “doesn’t Ethan's family and the other two families also have royal

blood?”

“They do,” Steven admitted, nodding. “But do you remember what I've always taught you?”

“Yes, Dad, Pedro replied confidently. “There can only be one king.”

“That's right,” his father said, a proud smile spreading across his face. “And who is that king?”

“Me!” the boy exclaimed, his voice filled with determination.

“Exactly!” Steven said, his voice firm. “You are the future king. Always remember that. Those families are

envious of you. They don’t want to see us rise above them. Ethan betrayed you because he can’t bear the

thought of you being better than him. He doesn’t want you to be king. That's why they are trying to hurt us.

you understand now?”

Do

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“Yes, Dad,” Pedro said, his young face set with resolve. “But don’t worry. I'll protect you. | won't let anyone hurt

you. From now on, those families are my enemies-especially Ethan. He made you suffer, Dad, and I'll never

forgive him”

Steven's eyes softened, and he smiled, proud of his son’s determination. Just then, the faint sound of a baby

crying broke the silence. Pedro turned his head toward the sound and spotted a basket sitting on the table.

Pointing at it with his small fingers, he asked curiously, “Dad, what's in there?”

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“Yes, Dad,” Pedro said, his young face set with resolve. “But don’t worry. I'll protect you. | won't let anyone hurt

you. From now on, those families are my enemies-especially Ethan. He made you suffer, Dad, and I'll never

forgive him”

Steven's eyes softened, and he smiled, proud of his son’s determination. Just then, the faint sound of a baby

crying broke the silence. Pedro turned his head toward the sound and spotted a basket sitting on the table.

Pointing at it with his small fingers, he asked curiously, “Dad, what's in there?”

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“Yes, Dad,” Pedro said, his young face set with resolve. “But don’t worry. I'll protect you. | won't let anyone hurt

you. From now on, those families are my enemies-especially Ethan. He made you suffer, Dad, and I'll never

forgive him”

Steven's eyes softened, and he smiled, proud of his son’s determination. Just then, the faint sound of a baby

crying broke the silence. Pedro turned his head toward the sound and spotted a basket sitting on the table.

Pointing at it with his small fingers, he asked curiously, “Dad, what's in there?”

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