Novel & Cerita El Cadáver Dela Novia

Candela trailed off as she gave Dolores a hard slap on the face. "Ah...." Dolores whimpered, holding her cheek where Candela slapped. "Don't you ever say that to me again. Do you hear me?!" Candela yelled. Dolores looked at her. "Blanca was ill. She was unfortunate to be killed by it. I didn't kill her!" Candela yelled again. "You didn't waste a second getting married to her husband!" Dolores yelled back. Candela's face twitched. "Okay. Maybe you didn't kill her. But you did in your heart. You wished her out of the way so you could have Adrian to yourself," Dolores said, making Candela raise her hand to hit Dolores, but Dolores was fast enough to hold Candela's hand.

she added. I quickly turned to Zachary, eyes widening. “What is she talking about? Who died?” “Vance Bomer’s wife. Nicole Bomer.”

Then froze. Because there was a photograph attached. A woman. Beautiful. Familiar in a way Lena couldn’t place immediately. Below it: “Previous partner — deceased.” Lena’s voice softened without permission. “She was part of this too?” Adrian’s jaw tightened almost imperceptibly. “Yes.” “And she died?” A long pause. “Yes.” The word landed like a locked door. For the first time, Adrian didn’t look like someone who owned the room. He looked like someone still haunted by it.

As I was rummaging through the trash for leftovers, my wife, who had died three years ago, suddenly showed up. She stepped out of the Voyce and looked down at me from above. “Honey, you really did pass my test.” I was holding some moldy stale bread. I stared at her in bewilderment. It turned out that three years ago, at a class reunion, the school heartthrob she had once dated had suggested it. “I wanted to see if your love is real.”

“I heard Grandpa arranged all of this. You don’t love her at all, do you? Don’t tell me you’re still after that woman, Lillian... she’s not worth it. You have to move on, brother.” Adrian shook his head, lowering it slightly. Sadness flickered across his features. It had never been Lillian. He realized too late. Yet even now, as the wedding day pressed down on him, a part of his heart ached for someone else, someone lost. “Then... who is she?” Isabel asked softly, curiosity in her voice. Adrian paused, then said quietly. “She... died yesterday, in a crash.” Isabel froze for a moment, then rushed forward and hugged him briefly.

Anastasia's hands, lifted Emily, and placed her in the coffin. "Gran, cry a little; your heart will be lighter," Esen said. Ms. Anastasia gave her a look and then blankly watched Emily's coffin go. She picked up the birthday cake lying next to her and began to eat it. "Didn't Lowell come?" John asked. Aydin looked at the room full of people but didn't see him anywhere. He was surprised that his girlfriend was dead here, but he didn't even come to say his last goodbye. He muttered angrily.

She shuddered and said tremblingly, "M-Mayor W-Walton, there must be a misunderstanding! Today's my wedding day! You have always been looking out for Henry. Can we talk in private?" Wesley snickered and slapped her again. Not satisfied, he even kicked her in the chest. "Looking after who? That idiot? Nora, looks like that slap didn't sober you up at all. Do you think if it weren't for your husband, John Xander's contribution to the country, the two of you would be worth any special attention from me?" Nora's face instantly lost all its color. The guests started discussing louder among themselves. "Tsk, tsk! She has such an amazing husband, yet she doesn't cherish him. Faking her husband's de

Seigfred was not there and his things were intact; the same with his second condominium unit and his third one including his mansion and houses. Atty. Yhera was already frantic and feeling dizzy because of nervousness. Tears started to roll down her eyes. “Tony, Buddy, where is he?” she asked with shaking voice. Tony and Buddy hugged their best friend and tried to pacify her. II In the evening big, shocking news hit all social media platforms that made Atty. Yhera almost fainted. Breaking News! “RHODA TOLENTINO, THE YOUNG HEIRESS OF THE TOLENTINO GROUP OF COMPANIES HAS BEEN FOUND DEAD IN A VACANT LOT NEAR TAGUIG AREA.”

“Cay, are you okay? Cayden, what's wrong?” Instead of answering, Cayden fell on top of his mate. Emaline screamed in fear when she saw he wasn't moving anymore. “Cay!” she dropped to her knees and touched him only to find his body cold as ice. He's dead. She realized right away that he and Ashley had already finished their mating rite and were life partners! “No, no, please you can't... I didn't mean to hurt her Cay, please wake up.” Tears began streaming down her face as she shook his body.

“Continue.” She takes control of her raging emotions. “Well I finished getting ready, went to the wedding venue and I got married to Adrian and on our way to the reception my viel flew off my head because I was screaming and dancing in the car. The car stopped and I went to get it with Adrian. Then I think we got hit. All I remember is the syringes and our blood soaked my dress. I looked at Adrian beside me and watched as he took his last breath.” “That's it?”