Revenge of the Sultry Goddess のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

As Vanya wandered aimlessly through unfamiliar streets, her mind weighed heavy with a mixture of emotions. Uncertainty clung to her like a shroud, as she grappled with the choices she had made and the path she had chosen to walk. She couldn't shake off the guilt that still resided within her heart, a constant reminder of the pain she had caused.‌However, amidst the turmoil, a flicker of relief glimmered within her. She found solace in the knowledge that she had taken a step, however uncertain, towards redeeming herself. The money she had given to Kevin had come from her life savings and the funds she had received from Gustav, a man she had once known. It was a gesture of her love for Kevin, a way to support him during his time of need. In her heart, she believed that he deserved the comfort and security that the money could bring.‌But even as Vanya felt a glimmer of relief, her own future remained uncertain. She had no concrete plan, no clear direction to follow. She was adrift, g

A glimpse of sunlight hit Kevin's weary eyes as he blinked them several times. He yawned and got up from his slumber, rubbing the back of his neck and scanned his room. His eyes now glanced at the side of the bed where Vanya usually slept just before she disappeared somewhere without any explanation.‌That name rang something inside Kevin's heart. His thoughts began to wander as his feelings were torn in two. He should feel relieved that he was no longer haunted by fines against Gustav's company that sued him, but somehow, there was a feeling of confusion and restlessness. Coincidentally, Vanya disappeared from his life just after Kevin received a hefty amount of money to pay all the fines.‌The man exhaled deeply as he pressed his temples. He had no recollection of anything that could indicate the reason why Vanya had gone without any trace. No resignation letter, just a vague goodbye letter she wrote some months ago that was left on his home office's desk. Kevin still had that let

Just a few meters before her, Vanya noticed a man in a gray hoodie sprinted closer to her. The woman had not fully digested the events unfolding so quickly in front of her. No doubt, the snatcher bumped into Vanya, who was still gawking and understanding the situation.‌Thump!‌Vanya groaned in pain. Her elbows felt stinging after holding her body not to fall directly onto the hard concrete pavement. While wincing in pain, Vanya looked up and saw the man in the gray hoodie standing up swiftly and trying to escape with a leather clutch in his hand. Unluckily, he didn't notice that Vanya's sling bag strap was wrapped around his leg. He tripped and fell again for the second time.‌Some men running from the opposite direction immediately pointed at the mugger while shouting, "He's there!"‌Without wasting more time, those men immediately caught the snatcher and called the police. Apparently, he had been doing this crime for quite some time all around in Brussels and was wanted by the

As the sun leaned slightly toward the west sky, all of Bertha’s employees were taking a break at a gazebo in the garden behind the mansion. Vanya was joining them as well, chatting and joking around as they rested their weary limbs after another heavy day of work. Despite her laborious work, she enjoyed her new duties at the Goodwill's mansion. It was a long day of cleaning, not to mention helping the house mistress setting up the room and table for her grand dinner party.‌She sighed in relief, wiping the sweats off her forehead as she leaned on the lounger chair. "Finally we could wind down and rest.”‌“What a rewarding time,” chimed the gardener as he smoked his cigarette, inhaling the intoxicating tobacco deeply before explaining, “let’s enjoy this moment before Mrs. Goodwill called one of us again.”‌"I wonder who the guests she invited," said the chef.‌"What is clear is that they are all Mrs Goodwill's colleagues," told the guard after sipping his hot tea. "Ah, the heat fro

The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow in the room as Vanya lay in bed, her thoughts heavy with apprehension. The events of the previous day lingered in her mind, the encounter with Ethan haunting her thoughts. She dreaded the possibility of another confrontation, the anger that might be directed towards her.‌A sense of weariness settled over her, making it difficult to find the motivation to rise from her bed. She considered the options before her - to face the day head-on, summoning the strength to navigate the challenges that awaited her, or to feign sickness, seeking refuge from the outside world. Both paths held their own consequences, each carrying their own weight.‌As she gazed at the ceiling, her mind filled with doubts and uncertainties. The desire for a moment of respite, to shield herself from the potential turmoil, tugged at her heart. But deep down, she knew that succumbing to fear and hiding away would only prolong her anguish. It