Lahat ng Kabanata ng She Came Back to Burn: The Return of the Amnesiac Wife.: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

~Arya~“Everyone, I know how this may seem to you all right now, but I really ask that you are not hasty in making a judgement. Arya Manchester is not a horrible person. She’s someone I have known since I was a child. I have good reason to believe that there’s a reason she’s acting this way.” she paused again, looking into the camera with shocking conviction. Her actions were not supposed to surprise me as much, but they did. Who could have thought that Cassandra letcher had grown up into this type of woman. Heartless, bent on destroying whatever stood in her way just because she had the influence to.“I think she must be going through something. Maybe she’s just venting her anger out on me. She has her way with words, so she knows how to convince people to do exactly what she wants them to. Arya Manchester is a dangerous woman, one who should be feared by all.”“She’s having a blast,” I scoffed. Lucien relaxed in his seat, his brows knit together.“We should do something soon. If we

~Arya~“What did you just say?” Lina demanded, her eyes narrowed into slits. “What on earth did I just hear you say? You want me gone?”“You heard me correctly, Lina. I want nothing to do with you anymore. You have shown me all there is to see, why should I keep you around?”“Arya, you killed my baby,” she cried out. “If it wasn’t for you, I'd still have a child growing in my womb. Now I can't even give birth again. I have lost my chance to ever be a mother. You can’t just toss me to the side after everything you have done.”“I can.” Her jaw dropped open. She glanced at Edgar and Pamela, eyes wide. “What the hell does that mean?”“I can toss you anywhere and anyhow I want to, because I did nothing wrong. I didn’t kill your babay. I know nothing about that poison. As a matter of fact, I never saw it until the detective showed me earlier.”Panic flickered in her eyes. It lasted for a fraction of a second before she masked it. “The detective did what?”I smirked. “The police found the

~Arya~“What type of man do you think Lucien Vale is?” I repeated. “Your answer to that question will determine if your suspicions of me even deserve to hold water.”The reporter frowned. “Are you trying to turn things around in your favor now, Mrs Sinclair?"“No, I only asked a question. One you should be able to give an answer to.”“We all know my Vale is a respectable man.”“One who would never be guilty of infidelity," I completed, my shoulders rising and falling in a shrug. “So what's your point. You know Mr Vale isn’t guilty, yet you think I stole him from Cassandra? Isn’t that because you just hate my existence and can’t come to terms with the fact that your favorite actress is only living up to her profession…” I leaned down to her level and whispered into the microphone. “Giving you the performance you badly want to get.”Guilt flashed across their faces, they joined their heads together to converse among themselves, and I watched with a dry expression.“I don’t know if I'm i

~Arya~I blinked, completely taken aback by his harsh tone. I never expected that he had gotten so pissed in such a short time. He gave me a scowl of disapproval, his lips set in a hard line. “It’s just a graze,” I muttered, turning to the other people in the room. I waved at them in dismissal. “Don’t mind him. He’s just being dramatic.”“I think you should go get treated, Arya,” Regina joined in. “you lost a lot of blood earlier. We have to be sure that you won’t collapse all of a sudden.”“I’m fine,” I assured her, placing a hand against my chest. “You have no reason to worry. Regina, I'll be safe. I won’t leave till I get answers to my questions, Regina. There’s no point trying to convince me.”“Lucien.” She looked at her son for support, but he stayed silent. How couldn’t he? I had shot him the most hostile glare, enough to make him know that I had no plans to listen to him. I knew my system properly. I survived the worst, getting thrown off a bridge to drown in a river. I held o

~Arya~He was slipping up again, losing his composure. His nails dug into my skin. I school my expression, determined to not let any emotion of mine show. He was used to making me scared of him, so he could feel great about himself and do whatever he wanted without fail. This time, I refused to give him that satisfaction.“You can’t determine that, Edgar.”“We’re married. The law recognizes us as a couple. How do you expect me to feel when you keep hanging around your ex.”“I don’t even remember him.”“That’s what gives him the audacity to do all those things to you.” Edgar inched towards me, desperation flashing in his eyes. “I have said this countless times, and I won't get tired of saying it anytime soon. You can’t keep encouraging Lucien to do what he wants with you. He thinks he has the right to do whatever he wants because you give him leeway.”“Lucien is a good person."“That’s just what he pretends to be.”“He’s better than you,” I snapped, unable to stop myself. “Lucien is a