Lahat ng Kabanata ng MY DEAR REVENGE: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

“Wow…” Seraphine whispered, her eyes wide as she stepped out of Ezra’s car.The hotel was huge, tall glass walls shining with lights, the kind of place she’d only ever seen in magazines. Expensive cars pulled up one after another, men in dark suits stepping out with women dressed like queens. Everyone looked like they belonged in some glossy fashion magazine.“Don’t look so nervous,” Ezra leaned close, a small smirk on his lips. “You’re with me.”“I feel like I shouldn’t even be here,” Seraphine muttered, clutching her small purse. “Ezra, I don’t fit in—”“Stop.” He cut her off and slipped his hand into hers. “You're Seraphine Kane. You belong with me. That’s enough.”Her cheeks heated. She let him guide her inside.The hotel lobby sparkled like a dream—golden chandeliers, red carpets, waiters in white gloves carrying trays of champagne. A huge banner hung across the hall: HALE CORPORATION ANNUAL GALA. Seraphine’s heart thudded. She’d grown up in Ezra’s world but never truly felt part

“Please... let me in. I need to explain.”Seraphine's grip on the doorframe was tight. “What are you doing here?”He stepped inside without waiting for her permission. The familiar smell of his cologne wrapped around her like smoke.“I had to see you,” Ezra said. “Please, just hear me out.”Seraphine let out a shaky laugh. “Hear you out? You stood there tonight while your father announced your marriage to Ivy Cruz. And you didn’t say a word.”Ezra winced at her tone but didn’t back down. “It’s not what it looks like—”“Not what it looks like?” Seraphine snapped, her voice rising. “You let me believe I mattered. That night, at the balcony...”He ran his hands through his hair, pacing. “I didn’t have a choice. My father—”“Don’t,” she cut him off sharply. “Don’t put this on your father. You could’ve stood up. You could’ve said something. But you didn’t.”His jaw clenched, his voice turning rough. “Do you think I want this? Do you think I give a damn about Ivy?!”“Then why?” Seraphine sh

It had been two weeks since the Maldives trip, and Seraphine hadn’t seen Ezra once.She’d called him so many times she lost count, but his line was always busy or just straight-up unreachable. Sometimes she’d sit with her phone in her lap, staring at his name on the screen, hoping he’d magically appear at her door like before. But he never did. He wasn’t showing up in classes either. And the worst part? Every time she turned on the TV or scrolled her feed, there he was—Ezra Hale—next to Ivy Cruz. Fancy events. Dinners. Smiling pictures. The whole world seemed to love them together.Seraphine wanted to scream.She tried to focus on her books. Finals were only four weeks away. But how could she study when Cassian’s stupid voice and words from the resort kept playing in her head? “Pathetic.” “Weak.” “Stay Ezra’s plaything.” Ugh. That jerk lived rent-free in her brain and it pissed her off.Sometimes at night, she lay awake staring at the ceiling, replaying them over and over. She couldn’

When Seraphine reached home, her mom wasn’t back yet. The house felt too quiet, too small compared to the Hale mansion she had just left. She dropped her bag on the couch and went straight to her room.The second the door shut, she lost it.She screamed into her pillow, her whole body shaking. She threw the pillow across the room, then the blanket, then her books. Tears streamed down her face.“Why, Ezra?” she cried out, voice cracking. “Why the f**k would you do this to me?”Memories hit her hard. Ezra holding her hand when they were kids. Ezra promising he’d always protect her. Telling her he loved her.All of it felt like lies now. Like he is just stringing her along.She curled up on the bed, shaking, her tears soaking the sheets.By the time her mom got home, Seraphine had cried herself into exhaustion. She quickly wiped her face, pretending she had just been reading. But her swollen eyes gave her away.“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?” her mom asked softly.Seraphine forced a smile. “N

“Mom, is dinner ready? I’m starving,” Seraphine called out as she walked down the stairs, the smell of chicken filling the air.“Almost, honey. Just ten more minutes,” Emilia’s voice came from the kitchen.Seraphine plopped down on the couch, grabbed the remote and sighed. She'd been so busy reading for her final paper that she had missed breakfast and lunch. The exams had gone by in a flash. Like, literally. One minute Seraphine was stressing about back-to-back papers, the next minute she was down to her last one. After the whole Ezra-and-Ivy scene outside school, she had texted Ezra just one thing:“I need space. At least until exams are over.”She didn’t even wait for a reply. She just muted the chat and focused on her books. Ezra had obviously seen her text and he had given her the space she needed. Well thank goodness for that.Seraphine flicked through the channels lazily. Cartoons. Music videos. Some boring debate. A weird game show. Then she landed on a news channel—On the