Fightback After Being Abandoned Chinese Drama นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"When she returns, there will be unrest. Perhaps even danger. But if she steps away, if she rejects Alexander and leaves the Crescent Moon Pack for good, peace would return." The screen went black for a moment, then she reappeared—looking straight into the lens—straight at me, as if she knew I'd be watching. "Scarlett," she said sweetly, "why not save us all the trouble? Reject Alexander, leave, and never look back." For what? So the two of you can have your happy ending after what you've done to me? Fuck no. The video ended. For a moment, the silence in my room was deafening. My reflection stared back from the darkened phone screen—tight-lipped, eyes flashing.

she stares coldly at the picture of Jace on the screen, in pain of only humiliation and sorrow. That was his big emergency, Luci, his ex. Who abandons their bride on the altar to cater for their ex? Why did Jace choose to humiliate her and her family like this? He could have called off the wedding a week ago, even yesterday would have been better, not like this, not with such ridicule. When Luci returned a month ago, she worried there would be a problem but she buried all that worry behind making today perfect. She never thought her perfect wedding would be perfectly ruined in such a manner.

The post beneath it read: 【Former Luna of the Eastern Pack who abandoned Alpha King Mateo during his darkest hour, now claims she sacrificed her wolf power to save him. 【Attempts to scam money from the Alpha King by pretending to be cursed.】 Just like that, I became infamous overnight. Every wolf pack in the territory was talking about me. The nameless, powerless wolf who had once been mate to the mighty Alpha King. "She abandoned him when he was cursed, now she's back begging for money? Shameless!" "Claiming she gave up her wolf power? What a pathetic lie!" "Everyone knows the Alpha King was saved by ancient pack magic!"

Jin zeyan stumbled away. The sound of chaotic footsteps followed him, but soon disappeared from his ears. Feeling upset, Lin wei suddenly felt a wave of nausea rising from her stomach. She pushed Sheng Tiaorun away from her and rushed to the trash can to vomit. Sheng Tiaorun was stunned for a moment, then exploded in anger. He glared at Lin wei, who was still retching, and said without restraint, "What, you find me disgusting just because you met your ex-lover?".

Long Chen replied, still smiling warmly as he looked at Lin Yin. "Son, what do you mean by abandoned? Don't talk like that! I'm sure they had their reasons for leaving you back then. So, don't introduce yourself like that! I don't like it!" Lin Yin scolded Long Chen, who clearly harbored hatred in his heart towards the parents who had abandoned him. For Lin Yin, Long Chen should not hate them no matter what because they were the ones who gave birth to him. Long Chen sighed. Yes, they were his parents, but did they deserve to be called parents?

“I was raised to believe leadership meant strength. And strength meant needing nothing.” “That’s not strength. That’s pride.” “I know that now.” She handed him a bowl. “Then let’s see if you remember it when someone saves you again.” He smiled faintly. “You planning on saving me soon?” “I do it every time I don’t leave.” --- Two days later, the ambush came swift—arrows slicing through the mist as they crossed a narrow valley. “Down!” Draven roared, shoving her behind a rock. Four rogues charged from both sides.

Billy smirked through the screen. "You're going all out for this act, Isabel. Forgot what happened last time? Need to lose the baby to learn?" "I'm not acting!" I screamed. My abdomen sank, something slipping away. Blood pooled beneath me. Something was wrong with the wine. I realized it had been spiked with an abortion drug. "This is our child! He's eight months old!" I cried my heart out. He didn't flinch. "You know how that kid happened. Good riddance. You don't deserve my child. Only Alicia does."

Driven by sheer survival instinct, I bite down on his bottom lip with everything I have. “You fucking bitch!” Julian shrieks, violently recoiling and stumbling backward, his hand flying to his mouth as blood instantly wells over his fingers. I don't hesitate for a single second. I turn and run. I don't look back at him. I stumble dangerously on my high heels, sprinting blindly toward the illuminated glass doors of the ballroom. He screams my name behind me, his voice echoed by the night wind, but I don't stop—until I slam directly into a broad, solid chest standing right at the threshold.