로그인We have come to the end of this book's episode, readers. My special thanks for sticking with me to the end. I appreciate and love you all (≧▽≦). Continuation of this book will hopefully begin next month, with an exciting storyline, as the drama isn't yet over. There's still so much to be done. 8th March, 2026.
Valentina's pov, No. No. This can't be happening to me. This can't be! Ho-w. How did this happen?! I hid in one of the hospital’s rooms after learning of the appearance of the cops. I had seen the terrible news and videos about myself on the internet. But- but how was that possible?! And- I thought it was only me and Katherine who knew about the pill I took to terminate my baby. So, how?! With shaky hands, I dialed her phone number and called her, and the call was answered immediately, as if she had been waiting for my call. “Hello-”. I couldn't finish talking because she cut me off. “How do you like the present, bitch?”. I was completely taken aback after she said that to me. I even had to stare at the screen of my cell phone, because I wanted to confirm if it was truly her I was speaking with or someone else. But, I confirmed it, and it was her. “Katherine?”. I returned the cell phone close to my ear and whispered her name. I didn't want to be too
The remote town in Blenka City. Behind bashen local store. Barbara’s pov, I took a deep breath as I had decided. It was time for me to make things right. I had learned that two of them had died, so she wouldn't be able to do anything to me alone. She would not be able to do anything to me by herself. “I must report the case to the police”. I said, and felt nervous that they were going to blame me for not reporting the case sooner. Despite that, I knew that I had to go and not delay anymore. I left my desk and went out of my house. Upon shutting the door, I took a deep breath, before I made my way to the police station. The police station was not close to town, so it was going to take me a while to get there. Though on the way, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Why did she do that? Why did she get her hands stained?Was it because he tried to rape her? I thought about it, and thinking about it actually made me halt, and I began to rethink my decision. Was it right for me
“How- how is this possible? How did she become so popular?!”. I let out a pissed off groan as my eyes never left the screen of my cell phone. I did not understand why all I saw was Adira's face at the top of the charts. And, and- she was looking all beautiful and proud. That was enough to make my blood boil with anger. No. I can't let her continue to have such glory. I can't!I clenched my fists tightly and gritted my teeth because it hurt me so much that she was out there doing better than me, while I had to suffer in order to regain everything I used to have. It was annoying that she had it easy, while I had things very tough. How was any of that fair? My eyes darkened when I saw what her popularity was all about. She had won the Glizzy’s company jewelry contest, and won a huge sum of money. Not only that, her jewelry piece was bought by the Queen of Finyond, and there was this talk about her having dinner together with the Queen. My eyes turned bloodshot as I continued to
Good day, everyone. I hope you are all having a wonderful day? (I am, by the way ). So, I want to make an announcement concerning this book, 'Heart of a Betrayed Wife'. For personal reasons, I plan on ending the book very soon. Yeah, very soon. Sad, right? I know. But, I can't keep on updating the book under this story because of the low views and engagement. But, be rest assured that I'm going to end Adira's part, with the villain, Valentina, dealt with in this book season. Then, a new book is hopefully going to be uploaded next month, April. It's the continuation, but with the villain, Valentina, already out of the way. So, I hope you guys also read the upcoming book, because it's going to be a very fun and engaging ride. As for my other books which still need book 2.... Seriously, writing is not a child's play. I shouldn't be complaining, I know. But, I'm trying my best. So please, bear with me. Thanks. 7th March, 2026.
When I opened my eyes, I had to blink multiple times in a row because the light felt very bright for my eyes. I even used the back of my hand as a shield, and as my eyes got used to the light, I removed my hand from my eyes. The sound of beeping coming from the machine caught my attention, and also made my eyes drift to the IV drip in my right-hand vein. “I am thirsty”. I muttered, as my lips, especially my throat, felt parched like something without an ounce of water in them. I forced myself and sat up on the bed with a groan, and I felt a little bit sick. ‘Is it over? Have I lost the child?’. I thought, and just then, the door to the ward opened, and the doctor walked in.He was accompanied by two nurses. Females.As they walked over and stood by the side of the bed, I asked, “Is there anything wrong, doctor? What about my baby?”. He remained quiet and continued to stare at me. At some point, he shook his head at me after glancing at the report paper in his hand.‘What is goin
After a few more minutes, I finished cooking the stew and put it into a huge ceramic bowl. ‘This is it’. I thought to myself, before I went ahead and left it on the tray which was on top of the counter.Then I went and grabbed a few plates from the shelf. After putting some cooked rice on each on
I breathed deeply. “Such good news”. I muttered, and my mood was instantly lifted. I rose from the sofa and went ahead to sit down on the bed, beside Vincent. I removed the strains of hair that covered his face. For a young boy like him, his black hair was longer than it ought to be. And his dar
“How is he, doctor? Is it bad? Is my son very sick?”. I asked him, and my question scared me. He stopped checking up on Vincent and focused his attention on me, before turning to Micheal. “How is he, doctor?”. Micheal asked him. “Your son is alright, sir. His teeth are developing, hence his body
Maximus and I arrived at the first floor of the building and walked out of the elevator. As we made our way out of the building, he could not stop pestering me about the unfortunate person I was going to meet. Even after we arrived at the parking lot, and I was about to enter my car, he did not s







