Novel & Cerita Anh Hận Anh Yêu Em

Hana stammered because she was in pain. “Tch, you and that rotten man are the same. You hypocrites! You say you want me to be happy, but you two just take all my happiness and make me worse with all this suffocating hatred. Do you know how disappointed I am with the news of your pregnancy? I am angry! I hate it and I'm very disappointed in myself who has never been able to compete with my hyungs in everything. Even when it comes to women, my hyungs are always luckier than me. Do you remember our first meeting? But, I'm sure you won't remember because I've erased all your memories so you can't possibly remember anything in the past. Actually, I was the first to meet you and love you. Even tho

His eyes flashed with anger, his face was grim, unsightly “Do you know what you are talking about? We've been planning this flawlessly for so many years. This is a good opportunity for us to take revenge for our sister. Have you forgotten how your sister died? It's puzzling.” A feeling of pain flashed through, and the image of Khanh An ran through my memory. Her love and affection make me so happy. Feeling the pain of the day she left made me hate even more, I hated myself. But perhaps love always makes both my sister and I fall in love, even though we hate to the bone, but love is bigger than that.

When finally, he spoke, the only word that left his lips was “why?” “Why?” she repeated, as if he had asked a totally ridiculous question. “Why do people frame people up and force them into marriage they don’t want and torture them? Let’s see” she said pretending to think. “How about because they hate them.” she answered, her sharp eyes suddenly becoming sharper with anger, it was amazing how she could transform from cool to hot in just an instant. “I hate you Mr Farhan, I hate every fibre of your stupid disgusting being, in fact, I hate you so much, that I don’t think anyone ever hated anybody as much as I hate you, I hate you more than I hate the devil,” she continued her anger rising with

she said truthfully. "That our relationship will fail like the last time?" She nodded. He cupped her face with his hands. "I know we may not have the perfect compatibility." he said softly. He took a step closer, his eyes pleading. "But what we have is something deeper. We love each other, even if we sometimes fail to understand one another. Our love is real. And with it, we can face our flaws together. Because the truth is, I can’t find peace without you by my side. No matter how difficult things get, I'll never leave you again... I can't live without you, Angel." his voice cracked slightly as he continued, "And whenever we feel like giving up... we’ll look at our kids. They will remind us

With a pointed finger, I gesture towards her face, leaving no room for misinterpretation. The intense surge of emotions washed over me, leaving me breathless and overwhelmed. The words that escape my lips tremble with a mixture of anger, hurt, and regret. "Never ever mention the word 'Love' to me again!" I declared, my voice filled with a potent blend of frustration and disdain. The very notion of love had become tainted, a painful reminder of the tangled web of emotions I found myself entangled in. My lower lip found itself caught between my teeth, a physical manifestation of my discontent.

~Liam~ I cannot stop the anger rumbling deep in my core. How could she do this to me?! How could Hannah do this to me?! Is this how much she hates me? Does she hate me so much she will desire my bastard brother right under my nose?! How long have they been fụcking right under my nose?!

News sites, social pages, accounts she'd never heard of, a text from Chloe that was entirely in capital letters and appeared to contain no actual words, just a sequence of exclamation marks and what looked like seven consecutive heart emojis. She sat up. The photograph had two million likes. She stared at that number for long enough that it stopped looking like a number and started looking like a shape she didn't recognize. Two million. People she would never meet, in places she would never go, had stopped their scrolling and pressed a small heart beneath a photograph of her and Julian on a marble staircase. She clicked into the comments without meaning to. *This is what true love looks like

“And so is love.” “Then it’s a good thing I love you.” I tell him softly. “There’s no more room for hate in my heart when it comes to Michael Black. In due time, I’ll learn about this darkness you speak of, but until then, I’m content with the Michael Black I have come to know.” His breath shakes. “And in the days when this Michael Black is nonexistent, Ada, what happens then?” “I’ll be angry and disappointed,” I smack a kiss on his lips with a chuckle. “And I’ll smack you across the face, curse at you…” Michael chuckles, and that warms my heart. “But I will never hate you.”

____________________ ~ Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you I'm doin' time but I don't mind I'll be just fine Sometimes I just hate to love you Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh oh uh oh Oh I'm doin' time It's a real fight But its all right Sometimes I just hate to love you~ Her voice rang in my ear and brought me back from the La La land of my thoughts as she completed the song. I know she is looking at me. I can feel her glare on me.... Her voice held pain, anger, hatred all directed at me..... I looked up when our professor said, "woah that was intense! You so beautifully spoke your emotions with the lyrics! And you

But I was stunned for a moment. I saw the tattoo on the side of his thigh. My name was written on it. And under my name there is a heart. Written on the heart. 'My Girl'. My eyes watered. "Kier…" "I love you, Fatima. I have always loved you. But I used to think that you couldn't love me because you hate me so much. I'm sorry." "Who wouldn't be angry with you? You insult me ​​every day for being obese."