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"Does love have to be said? My father loves you and never lies, but what about you? Do you love my father? What you love is vanity! You don't have to worry about food and clothing. You can do whatever you want with my father supporting you from behind. I don't know what my father likes about you. For so many years, he has been doting on you every day. In the end, he was even sent to the hospital by others when he dies. And his most concerned wife was still throwing a tantrum at home, complaining that he doesn't know how to appreciate your love and doesn't understand your heart. Mom, you don't deserve my father! You don't deserve him to love you!" "Shut up!" Haniya was immediately stimulated.

I’m angry because I was a fool and let him hurt me this deeply. “You’re wrong, Nana Mae,” I said with a hardened heart and furious expression. “I don’t love him. There is no way I can love the man who left me out on the road to be run over and crushed even if I’m suffering from Stockholm syndrome. All I feel for him is pure hatred and nothing more. If I get the opportunity to make his life a living hell, I will take it without hesitation.” She sighed heavily and shook her head as if to disapprove of everything I said.

Azalea chuckled at her cuteness and ran his hands across her soft skin. “We didn't know how to love you and hate you at the same time so we thought the best option was to leave” Alicia said with her head lowered in shame. Azalea pulled her closer to him so that she was cuddled up beside him on the other side. He kissed both their foreheads and said, “I'm sorry for putting you both in such a position, it was how I felt with you girls when we first met, I wanted you and didn't at the same time. I guess it was truly our fate, to hate and to love”

she said and her father nodded, clearly waiting anxiously to listen to what their daughter has been going through. "Dad, Mom, I have a guy that I love, and he is..." Rose was still saying this when her father suddenly cut her off, saying "...an asshole right?" "What is his name? Who are his parents? He broke your heart, right? I'm going to kill him today" he said with an angry face, yelling at the top of his voice. "Eh?" Rose was dumbfounded while looking at her father who was yelling at the top of his voice like someone who got all his money stolen.

Angelina snorted. "I don't like anyone interrupting us when we're alone!" Alex continued. "You know, you're so selfish, Alex! I hate you!" "I love you too, Angelina," Alex replied casually. "I said I hate you, Alex!" "Yeah, I heard that too, Angelina," Alex replies still very relaxed. "So, what do you mean you love me too?" "Because hate is really love, isn't it, Angelina?" Alex raised her eyebrows to tease the girl next to her.

he exclaims in disbelief. “Of course, I don’t. I’m hurt and angered and saddened by what you did, but I don’t hate you. That’s extreme. Hate is a strong emotion, and toxic. I love you; I don’t hate you. I just hate what you did, and that’s completely different.” “You really don’t hate me?” he asks with uncertainty. I roll my eyes. Come on, he knows I’m physically unable to lie. “If you’re so convinced I somehow found a way to lie, then read my mind. You can, can you not?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.

No feelings attached. Just this. Her nails dug into my chest. My hands slid from her neck down her spine, tracing every curve through the thin fabric. She pulled back slightly—just enough to breathe. Her eyes were darker now. “This doesn't mean I forgive you.” She whispered against my mouth. “I know.” ”And I still think you’re an asshole.” ”How about we never say ‘ I love you.’” Her brows furrowed. “So what do we say?” ”We say ‘I hate you.’” I smirked.

The fear erodes as my anger crasher over, making me see red. “How dare you Ansel! I have done noting but try to support you. One day you are going to realise the depth of your mistake and I hope that pain crushes you from the inside out. I hope you never get your precious heir. They will just be another tool for you to use and discard. Are you even capable of love and any emotions that relate to a human being? You have insulted me to my core and I will never, ever forgive you for this.” I seethe my fists clenching and unclenching as my whole body vibrates.

His anger fueled his words, his resentments laid bare in raw, painful clarity "I hate you for not having enough faith in me to stick around and wait for me to wake up! I hate you for killing me by disappearing from my life and running away from what we had! I hate you for driving me to madness with worry, not knowing whether you were alive, sick, suffering, or damn dead! I hate you for almost causing me to lose you again by recklessly endangering your own life and shooting yourself! But most of all...I hate you for making me crazy enough to still love you despite everything!" His voice echoed through the room, laden with pain and anger, but beneath it all was an undeniable thread of love. It

"It doesn't matter if you continue to hate me all your life, but remember to always think about your own happiness because the anger you have will only make your life more miserable." For a moment Anna just froze with my warning words, but a few seconds later she immediately jerked my hand hard and turned back to face me. It's okay today she hates me with all the anger she has, but I swear I will make her love me back with all the feelings she has.