A Woman Scorned Novels & Stories

Her breathing was heavy, her face red with anger. "Don't you dare bring IVF into this conversation again!" she screamed, pointing a shaking finger at me. "You have no right to even speak about children. We are not on the same level. I am a mother, and you're... nothing but an empty shell of a woman!" "Careful, darling. You're showing your cracks." I winked and turned to continue the dishes. She was even more offended by my calmness.

he added, adding societal etiquette pressure. Gritting her teeth concealed behind her tightly closed lips, she couldn’t help but to bent over his words. After pointing out the futility of declining, she couldn’t possibly do so or else it would appear as personal whims and grudge toward him. She knew better to keep her irritation on her own or else she will be returning to her infamous title of being a scandalous woman, with no particular reason. She couldn’t afford to be reckless when with her little mistake, her viscous stepmother will take her chance and push her more into trouble.

she growled, throwing her hand in the air to slap me, but I quickly caught her wrist. "Why?" I raised an eyebrow as I looked her dead in the eyes. "Did I hit a nerve? You have no business meddling between me and my husband." I made sure to emphasize the last word. I watched as her jaw dropped. A few seconds passed before she was able to collect herself. She chuckled after pulling her arm away from my grasp. Then her quiet snickering slowly gave way to full-blown laughter. She looked like she had completely lost her damn mind. "How pathetic," she muttered under her breath while still giggling. "You're still in denial, aren't you? Are you really that stupid? Do you want me to spell it out for

Grey. It was the same scenario, the same feeling that churned in my gut every time I thought about women. they were all the same! Give them little attention and they would want to ruin you completely. “Get out!” I snapped, every ounce of my being desperate to rid myself of her. My disgust for her grew with each passing second. She took a hesitant step backward, her hands trembling. “Please… you have to believe me,” she pleaded. I didn’t want to hear it. She had to go.

She had involuntarily done it the first time but seeing how the system is she noticed the ambiguity in her action and her face flushed in embarrassment. Zach who had been looking at her got angry thinking she was blushing because she admired the other man like the rest of the girls trying to get his attention. A sneer appeared on his face and he gave her a condescending look. "Mr Watson will never go for someone like you, so don't get your hopes up for nothing. You are way out of his league, you won't even be worthy to clean his shoes," he ridiculed, his voice filled with malice and mockery.

“Besides, you were in no condition to defend yourself.” Shame washed over me at his words. He was right. I had been weak, helpless. My throat tightened as the memories of Nathan’s rejection flooded back. I had once been Luna, and that alone had given me respect and honor. Now, I was nothing more than a broken, discarded woman. Favian must have seen the pain in my expression because his tone softened. “What happened to you?”

A frown made its way to my face as a memory popped up in my mind. “Look at you.” The distaste on her face wasn't hard to miss. “Aren't you ashamed of yourself, even if it's a little bit?” “But mum….” “Don't you dare call me that!” She spat. “I'm your mother-in-law, and looking at it right now, I think I've made the biggest mistake of my life. If I had known that you were a barren woman, then I would never have allowed you to get married to my son.”

A sharp, feminine voice, as venomous as Scarlett's, pierced the air as a woman approached Aysel, echoing Scarlett's sentiments. "Who does she think she is, trying to steal Anthony away from you?" The woman's words dripped with disdain. "Just a country girl from a wretched background, with only her mother by her side. Mother and daughter who are both abandoned, with nothing to their name. And yet, this audacious daughter stoops so low as to seduce someone else's fiancé, all for his wealth and status!" She spat to the side, irritation in her eyes as she glanced back at Aysel.

"You must've seduced some rich married man. That's how women like you get money, right? Being kept on the side." Scarlett slowly turned around. "Did you see that happen?" The woman scoffed. "Do I need to? It's obvious. Otherwise, how else would you have that much money?" Scarlett narrowed her eyes, her gaze turning cold. "So you're making accusations based on nothing at all?" She took a step closer. "Where are your manners?" The woman's face darkened instantly. "You dare say I have no manners?" She raised her hand and swung. She never made contact.

My face flushed red. Giselle scoffed. “You’ll regret this, Lucian.” “The only thing I regret is meeting you.” Lucian hissed. “Oh really!” Giselle exclaimed, turning to me. “Let me make you understand one thing. Even if the media accept you, you’ll always be a lowlife, cheap asshole!” She spat. I felt sick. This was about a woman scorned, and that made her infinitely more dangerous Instead of fighting back, I just stared at her. “You're just a pained woman.”