Culpa Tuya Book In English Mga Nobela at Kwento

Author's Note: I am very grateful to you for giving my book a chance, please leave your comments on what you think of the story and what you think of the characters' decisions, don't forget to leave your raiting (the little stars) for my book. Also available on Spanish al Buenovela.com "Por Siempre Tuya" https://www.buenovela.com/book_info/31000018152/null/Por-Siempre-Tuya ****************************************************************** Chapter 17 The truth finds its way

I want to protect you, but it seems as though I won't be around anymore to do so. My brave, sweet Max, I'm sorry that I won't be at your side to back you up. But here in this safe, I place pieces of information that I have gathered. Here, you'll find the answers to some of your questions. I know this isn't enough to uncover the culprit yet, but I believe in the courage that's within you. Just be mindful of your actions, for who knows you're already in one of the lion's den. In this game of justice and revenge, your power and strength is but a pebble in a wide desert. Use your mind, play well and you might stand a chance.

"Oh sweet Tulip. He doesn't have any feelings of responsibility to you anymore. As we can all see Noah is not the person he thought he was, he has changed. He is a bad person causing hurt to everyone in love. This is the time for all of us to stand up against him. I am sure we are not the only ones whom he has hurt like this! We need to enact our revenge on him and let him feel where it hurts... " "Oh shut up Trent!' In the middle of my motivational speech, Layla caught me off. 'We all know that you are not a good person either. No, I just beat you at your game this time dumbass! "She walked away and Tulip followed.

His deep voice growled. Even as I cried, my palms grew sweaty. I didn't know if he was there to punish me already because of Beta Mogan's report. I wondered what Madam Gabby's punishment would be, and I couldn't help but think of serving it in her place because it was all my fault. "Greetings, Alpha. It was all Camila's fault. Please don't punish my mother," Tyla spoke up, joining her palms together in pleading. Alpha Zedex's eyebrows furrowed in confusion as if he didn't know what she was talking about.

He was the one who betrayed her and he should come to her and ask her a mercy which she would never give. The conversation between Lucas and whoever the bitch was ingrained deep into her memory. What he said to the girl was like a thunder in a summer afternoon. The mixture of emotion disturbed Taya from the inside. Taya had been so adamant but what caused her being so indecisive was a massive strike that hit her not only mentally and emotionally also.

She turned away and I was on her in a second, my arm curling around her waist. “Why didn’t you say anything?” I mumbled. “I thought after what Pope did to you...” I trailed off. I couldn’t bring myself to say the words. “Pope raped me, Gio, I can say the words out loud, can you?” She didn’t let me speak, and her shoulders moved as she sighed. “You looked at me differently after that. And I couldn’t stand the pity in your eyes.” “It wasn’t pity, Keeley, it was guilt. Because I failed you.” Turning her gently, I tilted her chin up. “I keep failing you.”

No one else is to blame, but me. I was so blinded by anger that I didn't think about what the consequences would be. "That's less than the hurtful things you said to Zella. Now, tell me that you don't deserve it?" Kuya lashed out. Taiden's jaw tightened and he tried to get out of the grip of the two guyses holding him. "I-I'm sorry. Don't be mad at Kuya. It's all my fault, Taiden." pleading, I told him but still the sharpness of his gaze did not change on me. But I see more pain there, than anger.

Yara. "Why would I turn myself in? Why would I throw my life away? I never meant for this to happen! I am also a victim of all this. Don't talk nonsense. " She warned, displeasure merging with her features, and it was an amusing scene to watch. The culprit couldn't admit their mistake, even at their end. "Well, I am sorry, Mother, but it doesn't seem like you have much of a choice, either. " Angel's voice wasn't apologetic in the least bit.

I looked at Dad's face, the one I knew so well yet barely recognized anymore, and screamed in despair, "Dad! Why won't you listen to reason? Thomas broke it deliberately! He's the naughty one! He just wanted to see me get punished!" "Shut up!" Dad whipped around, his eyes cold and filled with disgust once more. "Tommy is only three! What does he know about doing things deliberately? Can he even tell right from wrong? You're the mean one! "You won't teach your brother properly, you won't take responsibility for it, and now you dare to pin the blame on Tommy, who's only three years old? How did I end up with a piece of garbage like you?" With that, Dad raised his foot and drove his hard-soled

“Besides, it’s not that easy.” “When has it ever been easy?” He shook his head. “But think about it. In ten to fifteen years, nothing of this sort will matter. Fabiola will be settled in her life, and so will you.” I hoped I would be forgiven by then. “Aren’t you guilty?” “About what?” “About leaving Fabiola?” He raised his brows in surprise and squealed, “Hell, nah!” I frowned. “How can I be guilty when I have everything I want with me? Fabiola was never supposed to be mine, and she isn’t.”