Fooled Me Twice Mga Nobela at Kwento

XAVIERA Once bitten, twice shy. My ancestors would weep. Fool me once, you're a fool, fool me twice, I'm the fool. I had been a fool, twice. What was I thinking ? That he'd changed? Overnight? I was really a fool to even expect any change. That tricky bastard had made a fool of me twice. Making me delicate, wobbly, needy and cheap. I bet he was testing how easy it would be to take me to bed, and I had proved he didn't need to do much.

“That was the real reason why I'm here with you… Am I right?” He closed the door before giving me the answer I had anticipated. “Yes.” Those three letters really hit me with reality. He did not help me. He used me. For what? Maybe he's so damn mad at my father and wanted to ruin his life. But since Dad died, he chose me and continued his hidden agenda. I'm the perfect naive girl that he can easily fool. I admit to that. “Wow, I was fooled for the second time around.” A sad, small laugh escapes from me. “You must be so happy that you managed to fool me.”

"See, I can explain, Cass, forget them; it's not what you think." She couldn't hear anything anymore, her heart broke—no, it shattered. Tears blinded her eyes, but she would not let them do so again. So she raised her chin and walked away, leaving humiliation, deception, and betrayal along with the first boy she ever trusted. One promise she made to herself was to never let Jeffery Richards ever fool her again.

He sounded angry. My brows pulled together. “I don't understand.” I shook my head. “You invite me to touch you after I saved you from being raped. I don't know what is worse, the fact that you think sex is the only way to convince me to sleep with you. Or the fact that you think I'm dumb enough to fall for your little tricks. The first was to watch you shower. Then next you invite me to bed and I foolishly fall for it because I've missed the feel of your body against mine.”

A few months later I was holding twins in my arms with my mate looking down at me but not with a smile. I had made a grave mistake

My reflection stared back at me from the mirror, eyes sharper than I remembered, like I was looking at a stranger wearing my face. And the truth was... My instinct wasn't telling me one thing. It was telling me two.

Adjusts. “Confused,” I admit, because lying to Harvey has always been impossible. He reads micro-expressions the way other people read newspaper headlines. “Very confused.” “Of course you are.” There’s no judgment in his voice, only that clinical patience that once comforted me and now makes me feel like an interesting specimen. “He’s filled your head with false information. Implanted memories. It’s a well-known psychological technique, especially effective on people with prior cranial trauma.” Something inside me tightens.

I can’t trust it. There could be a million reasons why he was upset once he learned what was happening to me. But the one I won’t believe is that he cares about me. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. When Tammy said high alert, she meant it.

He doesn’t. There’s a saying, Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. So I won’t get back to him. Never. He will just waste his time running after me so if I were him, just let me go for good. If he truly loves me, he won’t do that thing in the first place. Now that we broke up, he will go after me? Is he insane? Did he realize that he love me after I let go of him? I sarcastically inside my mind. This isn’t a game, Felix.

the people who I trusted the most making fool out of me for a very long time I can't believe how naive I was to be blinded by them. I realized how fool I was I didn't even notice that their doing something under my nose it really hurts, it hurts a lot ... I clench my palm into fist and promise to myself that I will sure make the two regret what they did to me and serve them what a traitors like them should deserve.