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A fool he was, he would have known otherwise if he had done his research well. Then looking towards Silia he said, “Don’t believe him Silia. I still think that he is trying to fool you. He will never love you as good as me so tell him to go away.” It was clear from Silia’s expression that she had been too tired by his manic ways and grabbing his head by his hair I kicked him where he was wounded and having him fall down on his knees in front of her I said, “Stop harassing her you fucking bastard, was this why you kidnapped her? Because of 'Love'?”

A damn fool! "Quit crying. He doesn't deserve your tears. Stick with your plan. Don't be discouraged. Your love for him will just hurt you." My fist clenched in anger. My tears continue to fall. I wiped it harshly, disgusted with my own tears. Fuck him! He is so deceptive! And how foolish am I to almost believe those lies! He made me look stupid!

The weight of it settled between us, warm and undeniable. And as I looked at him, at the man who had once been my enemy, my salvation, and now the greatest love I had ever known—I knew. This. This was my greatest victory. *** Hey, awesome readers! Thanks for sticking with me through Once a Fool, Now a Queen! I hope you’ve loved the drama, the twists, and all the swoon-worthy moments as much as I loved writing them. If you’re enjoying the story, don’t forget to add it to your library and keep reading—there’s more to come! Your support seriously means the world, and I’d love to hear what you think. See you in the other story!

She muttered, and Gadreel frowned, clearly not getting her point, but that soon faded away, when the hand on his cheek suddenly moved, cupping his face. "Foolish to the point of throwing away the important things in front of you. Foolish to the point of hurting the wrong person. Foolish to the point of destroying your own home. Foolish to the point of being an asshole and worse of all," Her lips curled up into a warm smile. "Foolish to the point of falling in love with your ex wife, falling in love with me. But, it's that same foolishness, that has caused you to change, and realize your mistakes. To grow and understand what love really is, and what it's not.

She hates herself for what she did. ‘’Fool! They said love makes one a fool but it makes me useless, stupid. How can I say I love him? The moment I heard he is extending the contract, my brain went dumb and I blurted out those words. Thank goodness he didn’t catch on. My plan is for him to fall for me and not me fall for him dozens of times. Take a deep breathe Arianna and calm down. Gavin Hugh… you won’t escape me tomorrow. I’m gonna have you for dessert and I mean it.

“You know what, Collins? This is it. I’m so tired. Tired of all this… this world, this life, this constant cycle of lies. Why… why? His voice broke beside me, desperate and trembling. “Selene, I’m so sorry. Please… I’m sorry. I never meant for it to be like this. I swear.” But I couldn’t even look at him. The weight of everything pressed down, suffocating. And his apologies, no matter how sincere they sounded, felt too little, too late. My throat burned as I forced out a laugh, the kind that wasn’t from amusement but from something jagged clawing inside me. I tilted my head back, clutching my chest as the words spilled out of me. I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood. My laugh turned b

Eventually, he grew emotional and yelled, "I just made an error, that's all! "There's always a margin of error. This doesn't prove that I tampered with the report. You can't just accuse me of falsifying the report!" All of a sudden, David remembered something. He excitedly pulled out his phone and started scrolling through it. After looking through his gallery, he pulled out the photo of the finger diagram and said, "Nick reminded me of something. There's always a margin of error, but the prints on the drug vial definitely belong to Natalie. This is concrete proof that no one touched the vial but her."

I feel foolish for being unable to love a woman like her; my actions have caused her so much pain, and it weighs heavily on my conscience. "Eloisa, I am deeply grateful for your love, your care, your honesty, and everything you have done for me, but I do not deserve it. Witnessing you in this state, loving me while receiving nothing in return, is unbearable. If you truly love me, you will listen to my words and move on to find someone special for yourself, because I will never be able to love you. It is not that you are not perfect; rather, I am a fool, and my heart already belongs to another woman."

His beautiful song was our love story’s grand finale. "I'm the fool who threw true love away And now it's raining every single day Baby I'm sorry for hurting you that way Please, forgive this fool and choose to stay" Everyone cheered for him. As he gave me the roses, I managed to force a little smile and he looked really hurt by it. A pang in my chest made me wince, but I managed to make it go away.

"Stay right there. About your father—sign Rick's letter of forgiveness first. Only then can you leave." I was so furious I laughed. She had personally smashed my hands, yet she wanted me to sign a letter of forgiveness for her lover? "I'm not qualified to sign that." Clearly, Clara took my words as an excuse—a form of bargaining. She shot me a contemptuous glance, pulled out a card from her bag, and tossed it at my feet. "Not enough money? Is three thousand enough? Your country bumpkin father wouldn't earn that in a year, right? Tommy, you should be grateful."