Lahat ng Kabanata ng HER REVENGE : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 7

Chapter 2:Alina's poI nursed a cup of coffee as I looked out of the window and wiped my eyes for the umpteenth time. I watched the city below and envied the peace enveloping it.Ever since I watched that damned video my heart had been hurting. My eyes were dry from crying so much and I thought that there was nothing left to lose. But I was mistaken. What the receptionist had said kept ringing in my ears again and again.She was not mistaken, she knew what she was saying.My attention was drawn to my phone screen by a gentle chime. Barry Thompson sent me a message. My heart immediately skipped a beat.He emailed me but why? Did he know that I was back?Bracing myself I opened it slowly. And it read:Alina. I am forwarding the divorce documents that have been signed. If you could complete your end as soon as possible Camille and I would be grateful. I hope the course was worthwhile. — Barry. The words made me blink rapidly , documents for a divorce?Did he know I was back?I know

Chapter 4: Alina's pov That night I slept very little. I was having trouble processing the contract I had just signed and my thoughts were racing. One part of me wanted to laugh, another to scream and a tiny silent part to cry. But nothing would change if I cried. It was precisely at 6:00 a. m when my phone buzzed. Dante: The car is downstairs. Get ready.He said as if he already owned me, I gazed at the message and the audacious assurance in his words. I got dressed quickly wearing dark jeans, a white silk blouse and not much makeup. I had to appear gentle without being frail. Untouchable but beautiful. A woman who wouldn't recoil when she married a billionaire. It was a sleek, black spy-movie-type car. With a nod, a silent driver opened the door. Nothing to say, just a luxury. “Miss Alina,” he said courteously. I slid in after nodding back. Yes,now my name is Alina Thompson, the wife who was forgotten. This sister who was betrayed. But that is no longer the case. As we pul

Chapter 6Dante povThe silence between us was thick, and I could feel her eyes burning into the side of my face. I could see the way she wanted to speak—her mouth twitched, and her thoughts were like a parade of unwelcome questions. But I wasn’t in the mood for her probing today. I was still trying to shake off the unease that settled in my chest after seeing her earlier. Something in her expression, something in her silence had stirred a part of me I wasn’t ready to confront.I turned my eyes back to the window, pretending to be absorbed in the landscape blurring by. I wasn’t going to let her get to me. Not this time.Her voice finally broke the silence, light and casual, like she was asking for the weather forecast.“You knew I was going to ask.”I couldn’t help the small, sharp laugh that escaped me. “Alina, you’re simple to read.” I turned to face her, and my eyes locked with hers. She was playing that same game again, the one where she pretended to be uninterested, detached. But