Novel & Cerita A Vengeful Bride Ashley Mu

"I have been looking for you to congratulate you." Asher sighed and raised his brows. "I am not interested in hearing from you, Flavio. So cut the chase," he said and took a step to walk away from him but Flavio's mocking voice stopped him. "I was shocked to see The Bride of Velenoso. I expected her to be a woman of class but your brother is marrying a mere waitress, who slapped him at my wedding reception. What a great choice for our mighty Velenoso. A waitress…" he laughed taunting him.

I said cheerfully, "you're invited to our upcoming wedding." That's all. This is I will begin mine for vengeance. I'm going to hurt them one by one. Not physically but mentally and emotionally. I just stared at them intently. I'm not sure what they'll think of me, but the important thing is that I can exact my vengeance. "W-wedding?" She stammered. "Yup, it's close. Come on, I'll send you an invitation card." I said. I just looked into his eyes.

She's making me hard unknowingly so I had to leave the dinning. Ryan is right, I really want her. Heather (Lauren's mom). "I can't believe you are this cruel, I made a great mistake agreeing to marry you, you brought me nothing but pain " I shout at Ryder. "I don't care, you are never grateful for what I did for you, I saved your ass from being homeless after my stupid brother died "he says. Or after you killed him, for your own selfish reasons " "Give me the fucking money Heather " he growls.

Then she scoffed in bitterness, still couldn't believe that the man she had poured her whole heart out was betraying her and going to marry the woman she hated the most. "You know what... I'm going to your wedding... And I'm going to congratulate you like a sane person. And I'm going to bring another man with me. I'm going to prove to you that I, Ashley White, could replace you with someone better in less than a week," Ashley proclaimed her resolution to him clearly and left.

Asher explained to his Dad as if the man didn't hear him when he said that earlier. "Cut that crap, Asher. Have you forgotten that Ashley is married to your brother? Are you high on something?" Mr. Greyson slammed his hands on the table, and I flinched fearfully. "Uhm..." I cleared my throat and stepped forward. "Ace and I are going to get a divorce. He cheated on me, and... "You shameless who..." "You don't get to call my woman names, Madam Felicia. I think those insults should be directed to the dog you call a son," Asher stepped forward and gave Ace's Mom a murderous look which made her step back.

“Your neighbors told me you’d said yes to that scumbag, my stepbrother. He took what I wanted, again. I was furious, betrayed. You chose him over me, even though I’d offered everything. So I went to that wedding. I didn’t hesitate—I killed him there, right in front of everyone. I could have killed him before he tied the knot on you. But thats the gift for you. To remain as a widow for the sake of yes you gave him. And I made a promise then, Asha, that you’d never belong to anyone else. Not him, not anyone.” Asha’s fists clenched, her entire body tense with the urge to lash out. He was delusional, an egomaniac blinded by his own twisted sense of justice. Her hands itched to slap him, to break

The door slides open. Chloe stops, her breath hitching. Standing in the doorway of the van isn't the man in the visor. It’s a young Lady - a bit older than her, her blonde hair perfect even in the moonlight, a glass of champagne in her hand. "Going somewhere, darling?" Vivian purrs, a cruel smile stretching across her face. "I think you and I have some unfinished business regarding your sister." Behind Chloe, the warehouse erupts in a deafening roar of orange flame. The force of the blast throws her forward, straight toward the open door of Vivian’s van.

"Just let me leave. I won't cause any trouble for your wedding, I swear. The last thing I ever wanted was to be your wife." Adrian scoffed. "You've been reborn, too, haven't you? In your past life, you schemed to have Emily killed to secure your position as Mrs. Quirrel. How could I ever trust someone as vicious as you?" He actually believed I was responsible for Emily's death. "I don't know what you're talking about." I retorted. "I've never harmed anyone." "Stop pretending to be innocent," Adrian snapped. He stepped forward and looked at me with utter contempt.

Ashley traveled four hours before she arrived in the villa of the Connor Family in T City. Looking outside the window of the taxi she took; she saw the splendid huge villa that was familiar yet it felt so far away from her memory. She also looked outside the window of that car when she arrived in this place. At that time, Ashley felt so small—like a dirty ant feeling unworthy stepping on this place. She realized at this moment that from this villa, which had trapped her youth, she just jumped into another cage when she married into the Elijah Family. Ashley thought she was free from the sad past but she never knew how she became even sadder in that gilded cage called love.

Asher is a lucky man? Or am I the lucky bride?