4 Truth Novelas e Histórias

Jefferson pointed at Fabian as his entire body trembled. The truth came in one blow after another. Of course, Tiffany refused to believe Fabian’s betrayal and continued to defend him. “Daddy, you must’ve been mistaken. How could darling Fab do such things?” She then looked at Fabian and said, “Say something! You didn’t do all these things, right?” However, facing her hopeful eyes, Fabian remained cold. Everything was now evident without further explanation. Realizing she had been deceived, Tiffany collapsed to the floor.

He staggered backward, clutching his stomach as he screamed hysterically. "No way! That's impossible! I saw him get encased in the concrete with my own eyes. He had already lost all his limbs. "How could he have hidden a recorder pen? You're lying! Gabriella, you're lying to me!" As soon as he spoke, he froze on the spot. Gabriella calmly rose from the couch. "It's true. I lied about the recorder pen, but I know everything—you colluded with Oliver and leaked classified narcotics intelligence, causing the death of hundreds of our comrades. You even killed Daniel to silence him and fabricated evidence to frame Victor."

"I just could not find the right words to say that to Efron... besides I don't think he would accept it if I rejected him!" Tristan sighed and frowned. "Damn, there is no right word to say that you don't like the person. The truth may hurt for a little while, but a lie hurts forever. Telling the truth and making someone cry is better than telling a lie and making someone smile. Three things cannot be long hidden: the Sun, the Moon, and the Truth, that's a quote!" "Well, I will tell him that some other time... right now, let's have some drinks!"

Feeling embarrassed, Zyra was about to apologize when her phone buzzed to life beside her pillow. "Hello? Yaslyn, what's up?" "You better not be at Tyler's." Yaslyn's tone was cautious. "Where are you?" Zyra's heartbeat quickened, her voice trembling slightly as she replied, "Home... I just woke up. Why?" Yaslyn was doubtful. "Home? Now?" Drawing a deep breath, Zyra said, "Yes, yes, home. You know how long I sleep, right?" Her lie was too obvious, even to herself.

"He swore that you didn't have sèx! That you bored him in bed! That you are unfuckable! That your sèx life had been dead for the past four years!" "He lied to you about three things. First, we had sèx like any normal young couple. Second, I'm not a bore in bed. And lastly but most importantly, Look at me. Do I look unfuckable?" She starts crying. Hysterical crying. I just stare at her in confusion 'cause I'm not sure what I should be doing in this situation. Or what I should be feeling. But I definitely feel sad for her. This is a cruel way to find out that your man was screwing the woman he swore he wasn't screwing.

the man said boldly. "A serpent fights back instead of running when its life is on the line," Bryson said. "Spreading fake news is an offence punishable by law. You can spend up to six years in jail for that. I am being merciful and not pushing for the law to take this up fully. That is why you have an option of 7 days vacation in prison. You can also redeem yourself by providing evidence to support your claim," he added. Bryson has broken off his engagement with Melissa but he did not break off his engagement with Melissa so he could date Dede and again, this was not publicly announced.

She whined, "Tim, why aren't you in bed yet? Aren't you tired after what we did?" "I'll be there in a second," Timothy replied, then added one last cutting remark, "Halle, don't learn to lie like your mommy. Daddy doesn't like children who lie." Halle cried into the phone, "Daddy, I'm not lying! I'm not!"

Not this time. This ends today.

Of course, I was bundled up tightly. I asked him, "Am I dying soon, Kevin? The nurse told me I don't need to do chemotherapy anymore." Kevin held back his tears as he replied, "That's not it. You don't need to do chemotherapy anymore because you're recovering soon. Actually, there's another belief—that a person's soul doesn't truly die, but instead, it rests in the grave, along with their memories." I laughed. "You're really funny, Kevin. You're truly a perfect cemetery sales advisor with lines like that—even I was moved by such a romantic pitch."