Todos os capítulos de Woman of Vengeance (English): Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Leigh halted in the middle of the living room. She was fidgeting back and forth. A tear of dissatisfaction on her face was evident.Minah casually placed her backpack on the ragged couch before turning on her heels to face her.“Are you mad or just very thankful?”Leigh spun around, ready to confront her at last. Minah could not help but raise a brow when she her annoyed expression.“Thankful?” Leigh responded in an incredulous tone. “Do you realize what you just did to Damon? You are way too old to—”An exasperated sigh escaped from Minah's mouth. “Excuse me, Leigh. Eighteen is definitely not too old. Do you see any wrinkles on my skin? Does my hair look gray? Do I smell like land or earth?”A thin and awkward smile formed on Leigh's dry lips. Could not she be any more cringe? “You just smack a boy who was three years younger than you... Don't you feel sorry for what you did?”“Why on earth would I feel sorry for him? Did he even feel sorry for you? What does his age have to do with

Catching her breath and tears swelling in her eyes, Minah's body was covered with beads of sweat. Fear and agitation were quickly creeping into her heart. It was past midnight and the fire trucks were roaring down the street, breaking their used-to-be quiet neighborhood.Diana tried to call her on her cell phone earlier but Minah deliberately ignored her. She knew herself too well, talking to Diana right now might just end up starting another argument. It was going to be hard to force herself to speak to her Mother when she was still too upset. Minah would be staying at Lara's apartment unit in the meantime to calm herself down. She would only be coming home when she feels like it's time to come back. No one could make her come home even if Diana begged her to.Lara's unit was also located on the eighth floor of the building where they lived. Lara had been living by herself since her mother, Celestine, got accepted to work in Singapore as a domestic helper. Her mother can only visit t

“We have our reasons,” said Nathaniel as if he was able to read the question she had in her mind. “And if you are ready, you can get all the information you need in the envelope.” Reasons. Whatever they were, she was dying to know. If they were able to recover Leigh's body, why did they hide it from her adoptive family? More so, what does her sister have to do with them or with Night? Setting aside the newspaper and magazine, Minah picked up the other picture that was flipped over. Her forehead creased when she saw a picture of two unfamiliar men. They were both wearing slacks and long sleeves. She raised her face and glanced at Nathaniel who was looking intently at her. "Who are these people?"“Those pictures were taken two months ago. The man in a white shirt was Vincent Fuego. He's the son of the businessman, Juan Miguel Fuego."Fuego. Vincent Fuego. Minah had a bad feeling about him. So, this was Juan Miguel's son to his legal wife. The woman whom her mother failed to steal he

Seated inside their service van and arms crossed against her chest, Minah's face was sulky and her stares were intense. She could see Jay-Dee walking out of the building's exit where the photoshoot took place. The bitch was still carrying the flowers in her arms, sniffing them like a fool. Because she was in a hurry catching up with Jay-Dee, Minah had no choice but to pair her mid-thigh length cocktail dress with her three inches red stiletto.She still could not believe that Night was in Bangkok. He did not send a word to her, and she did not even receive a simple heads-up from Nathaniel.Now, here she was, waiting for the bastard to pick up the woman she hated the most. She had been bugging Nathaniel for months, asking about Night's plan for her. It wouldn't be such a biggie if Night wasn't taking hold of her passport. But the bastard took all her belongings which makes it harder for her to leave the country.She did everything she could do including searching every corner of Innif

Minah's eyes were shut as she began to groan. A smell that seemed very familiar to her was tickling her nostrils, waking up her sleepy and lethargic spirit. The mixture of wine and pine was playing with her sense of smell. Or perhaps she was the one who smelt like wine because she had a few drinks last night. But where did that pine smell come from? She rolled over to the side and buried her face in the soft and fragrant pillows. Then her eyes flew open. She quickly sprang out of bed. Her silky soft black hair dropped to her face. She tucked them behind her ear and wandered her eyes around looking disoriented. She was expecting to see a clear blue sky and a peaceful poolside but instead, the one that greeted her was a painting of a knight hung on the wall. And instead of a couch, she was laying on a comfortable and elegant king-sized bed. Minah checked herself, she was snuggling a soft blanket and she was still in her dress. How did she ended