A Man Will Sacrifice His Happiness Novels & Stories

"I know that is inevitable but I guess I can handle it. To be honest, I think I will end up dumping them for Venus cos I feel something different whenever I'm with Venus compared to them." "Alright. Just play your game right cos some broken hearts never mend." He was silent for a moment as he gazed at me. "You are right but I have to do what I need to do. I can't displease myself just to please them. The love a woman has for me will never make me sacrifice my happiness. I will never let that happen," he said with a serious tone. "Alright, if you say so. I know that you are intelligent and would probably know how to handle it," I said.

"You don't understand what it's like to have a family and to sacrifice everything you got for them." Then he laughed hysterically. "This is not a sacrifice, little one," he spatted. "In sacrifices, you'll earn and get something out of it. This you won't. And you might die in the process. You might even die now simply because you got caught up with the mess of the men you're to wed."

"You are perfect for me. My other half and soulmate. I will love you forever." "Don't you get it, I might get demoted by the pack, and I might not be able to give you children, or pleasure you properly." His brows arched in the grave lines that twisted his handsome face. "What happiness could I offer you?" In awe, I stared at him. The man who is willing to forego his own happiness so that I could find mine. The least that I planned to do was try to help. There must be something that he hasn't tried.

“Every day, his true colors show.” “Men were always kind at first,” I gabbed, “But women still fall for that sham.” “I don’t know. All I wanted that moment was for him to be happy,” she breathed heavily “So everything in consequence is just fine.” “Are you really crazy?” I said frankly as I grinned, “To sacrifice your own happiness for others happiness?” Sena Mangampo Copyright Property Votes, Reviews and Comments are warmly accepted and welcome. Thank you so much!

Sophia, in the form of memories and the laughter of their daughter playing nearby, seemed to be a silent yet profound participant in the conversation. Larry's words, infused with a deep sense of gratitude, opened the door to the unspoken sacrifices that had shaped their lives. The sacrifices, like chapters in a novel, had woven a narrative of love, resilience, and shared commitment. As he spoke, his eyes held the gleam of someone who had discovered the richness of life through the lens of sacrifice.

But even if they met, would this truly be what would happen? Would she reach out to him without even knowing who he was? Would she fall in love with him, and would he fall in love with her? Or was this just a fantasy created by his desperate mind? Because... Even in a world where there were only laughs, and blinding colorful lights, death and suffering would still exist. Creating a world where he and the people he cared about will always be happy might also mean sacrificing everything else. And becoming a god in that kind of world... was just horrible.

He said and moved past Scott but I grabbed his arm and forced him to look at me. “Myron, you will not put yourself on the line.” I said firmly, “No matter what, no one must sacrifice himself today. We must all win. Together.” “Have you forgotten when all you wanted was revenge? For what he did to your unborn child and mother back then. For what he did to you.” Myron whispered under his breath. I held his arm again, “Yes, I remember. But over the years I have realized that getting revenge at the cost of one's happiness and loved ones is not worth it.”

It hurts to think that he wouldn't think twice running back to her the minute I let go of him and free him from the guilt of being with me. I couldn't do that to him. Sacrificing his happiness for my own selfish reasons wasn't really something I wanted to do. So I let him go, I let him go freely just so he could be happy. I was even willing to let him abandon our child because all I wanted for him was his happiness. I didn't mind being away as long as he was happy. Yes the pain of letting him go was the worst feeling I had ever gone through, but I was willing to endure for his sake. It was what I wanted to sacrifice for him to be happy.

Before leaving, Maren suddenly asked, "You divorced him yet?" I paused. "The lawyer says Gideon doesn't agree. I don't know what's up, but I'll deal with it later." "Maybe he can't let you go," Maren teased, running off. I chewed over her words but soon dismissed them. Gideon was a selfish businessman. I made his life easy, so he'd pay to keep me. My refusal hurt his pride, and marrying Vesper was his way to lure me back. Too bad for him, I wasn't the old Selene anymore. Now I didn't even care about these things.

Her voice was cold with no emotion in it —not even a glint. The thought of losing his business was too much to bear, and He couldn't risk it for the sake of his personal freedom. His sanity and livelihood were tied to his company, and Rosy's drama would only serve to drag him down. He had to choose between his happiness and his reputation, and the only logical choice was to sacrifice his happiness in order to protect his career. It was a difficult decision, but he knew it was the right one. That was his only source of sanity. He had to sacrifice one for the other to be stable —his only best choice was sacrificing his happiness for his business reputation to survive.