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The Cruel Words

Penulis: Dara W
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-08-09 22:06:14

After the dinner plates were cleared away, the atmosphere in the Carter family’s dining room shifted. The rich scent of roasted meat and fine wine faded, replaced by the faint perfume of polished wood and the lingering chatter of relatives. The maids moved swiftly and quietly, collecting dishes, glasses, and silverware before disappearing toward the kitchen.

Elias rose first and offered his hand to Maya, guiding her out of the dining room. They followed the rest of the family into the expansive family living room—a space almost too grand to feel warm. The tall windows framed the garden outside, the velvet curtains pulled halfway back, allowing the moonlight to filter in. Gold-framed portraits lined the walls, most of them showing stern-faced Carters from generations past.

The family members settled into their favorite seats, some reclining lazily, others crossing their legs with the practiced elegance of people born into wealth. The leather sofas gleamed under the soft light of the cr
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jackie
Why does it always end at the good parts!!! Can’t wait for the next update
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I can't wait until everyone knows who she is!!
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  • Longing For My Ex-Wife   Not alone

    The next morning, sunlight crept through the half-closed curtains of Maya’s bedroom, painting a soft golden glow across her small, quiet space. The air still felt heavy, as if last night’s emotions had soaked into the walls. Her pillow was damp from the tears she had shed until sleep finally claimed her.Her phone lay on the nightstand, screen dark, but when she reached for it and pressed the button, it lit up instantly—so many notifications crowded the screen that she blinked in disbelief. The call log was overflowing.Twenty-seven missed calls from Elias.Fourteen from Mom.Nine from Dad.And Colton’s name… over and over, so many times she didn’t bother counting.A new wave of exhaustion washed over her. She remembered every word, every look from last night. The humiliation still clung to her like smoke she couldn’t scrub off. She sighed shakily, setting the phone back down, when the soft creak of the bedroom door caught her attention.Colton stepped in, tall and serious, holding a

  • Longing For My Ex-Wife   Hurts

    Maya didn’t go to her parents’ house that night.The moment she stepped out of the Carter estate, she couldn’t even think straight. Her feet felt heavy, her mind blank. The humiliating words still rang in her ears, each one sharper than the last.Instead of calling Colton or telling the driver to take her to the Denovan estate, she flagged down a cab herself. She didn’t even care that she was still in the elegant dress her mother had insisted she wear, her hair and makeup still perfect on the outside. Inside, she was shattered.“Where to, ma’am?” the cab driver asked politely.She hesitated for a moment, then muttered her apartment address. Her voice was low, almost breaking, but she didn’t want anyone to see her cry—not yet.The ride felt endless. She kept her gaze fixed on the city lights rushing past the window, but her mind kept replaying Grandma Margaret’s voice over and over: “A lowlife like her… a poor girl like her… she’s just a mere fashion designer… she’s a gold digger…”Her

  • Longing For My Ex-Wife   The Cruel Words

    After the dinner plates were cleared away, the atmosphere in the Carter family’s dining room shifted. The rich scent of roasted meat and fine wine faded, replaced by the faint perfume of polished wood and the lingering chatter of relatives. The maids moved swiftly and quietly, collecting dishes, glasses, and silverware before disappearing toward the kitchen.Elias rose first and offered his hand to Maya, guiding her out of the dining room. They followed the rest of the family into the expansive family living room—a space almost too grand to feel warm. The tall windows framed the garden outside, the velvet curtains pulled halfway back, allowing the moonlight to filter in. Gold-framed portraits lined the walls, most of them showing stern-faced Carters from generations past.The family members settled into their favorite seats, some reclining lazily, others crossing their legs with the practiced elegance of people born into wealth. The leather sofas gleamed under the soft light of the cr

  • Longing For My Ex-Wife   Shocked

    The moment they stepped inside the Carter villa, Maya’s eyes scanned the vast hallway. The warm, golden lights above reflected off polished marble floors, and the faint aroma of roasted meat and fresh bread drifted through the air. She could hear low voices and occasional laughter coming from somewhere deeper inside.Elias gently guided her forward with a hand at the small of her back, leading her past the grand staircase and toward the dining room. The double doors were already open, and from where she stood, Maya could see a long table set for dinner, with gleaming silverware and crystal glasses catching the light from the chandelier above.As soon as they stepped in, a small voice rang out with excitement.“Auntie Maya!”Before she could process the greeting, a little girl came running toward her. She was wearing a pale pink dress with a matching ribbon in her hair. Her tiny slippers barely made a sound against the floor as she launched herself forward.Maya instantly recognized he

  • Longing For My Ex-Wife   The night

    Maya stood in front of the full-length mirror, smoothing the soft folds of her dress one last time. The stylist had done her hair in loose, elegant waves that framed her face, and the subtle makeup brought out the warm tones of her eyes. She hardly recognized herself—not because she looked like someone else, but because she looked like the version of herself she had never allowed the world to see. Tonight, she wasn’t just Maya the fashion designer; she was Elias Carter’s girlfriend, walking into the heart of his family’s world.She had barely finished fastening her bracelet when her phone began to buzz on the dresser. She picked it up and saw his name flash across the screen.“Hello?” she said softly, her voice catching slightly.“I’m here,” Elias’s deep voice came through, smooth but warm. “At the estate gate.”For a moment, her stomach flipped. It wasn’t nerves from seeing him—it was the thought of what came next. Taking a slow breath, she crossed to the window and glanced out at t

  • Longing For My Ex-Wife   Styling

    The morning sunlight slipped gently through the curtains of Maya’s room, painting golden stripes across the soft cream walls. She opened her eyes slowly, still feeling the weight of sleep on her lashes. For a moment, she lay there, listening to the faint sounds of the estate waking up — the soft hum of a vacuum somewhere down the hall, the muffled voices of maids talking in the distance, and the faint clinking of dishes coming from the kitchen.Today was the day of Elias’s family dinner night.She wasn’t going yet — that would come later — but her mother had made it very clear the night before: Maya would be getting styled properly for the occasion. Whether she liked it or not.Maya sighed and rolled onto her back. She had tried to insist on going simple, maybe just doing her own hair and makeup. But her mother had looked at her as though she had just suggested wearing pajamas to a royal wedding. “Absolutely not,” Mrs. Denovan had said, her tone leaving no room for argument. “It’s y

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