Novel & Cerita How To Ruin A Love Comedy

A middle aged woman rushed forward, trying to know why the cafe was in an uproar. Jane, who did not expect Lucy to lose her temper, rushed forward to grab her friend, Lucy. “Lucy, that’s enough! You need to get your face treated immediately, or it would leave a scar.” “Leave me alone Jane! I have to make this slut pay for what she did to me.” Lucy said as coffee was still dripping from her head, making her look like a ghost, who was not to be trifled with. She hitted Iris nonstop, enjoying how she was screaming out her lungs.

“Did you hear that? This is the ‘best man in the world’ you were just harping about.” I looked at Tessa. My voice was cold enough to cut through the air. “For the sake of the Quinnell family’s assets, he caused the death of his unborn child and signed away his wife’s uterus without hesitation. So, Miss Zander, how much loyalty and faith do you think exists in his so-called love for you? When you lose your value to him, or when your child… becomes an obstacle to his plan, what do you think he’ll do to you then?”

Kian, eyes bloodshot, was smashing and cutting apart her belongings, including her bags, dresses, and cosmetics. In less than five minutes, the whole place was a mess. "It's all your fault! You're married! Why did you still seduce me? Didn't you say he was broke? It's all your fault! You ruined me!" Sandra's face and body were bruised. Trembling in fear, she shrank into a corner, trying to make herself invisible. I shut off the video expressionlessly. So much for true love. It turned out that it was nothing more than a ridiculous illusion built on my money.

I murmur She rolls her eyes "I will never want you." I smirk "Good thing I said love not want. We both know you already want me." "I- I don't" she lies "You're a horrible person." Oh, sweetheart people fall in love with horrible people every day. I stand up, with the gun still in my hand and I walk closer to her, As expected she takes a few steps back "Is that why you touch yourself at night to the thought of me?" I whisper

The boutique's washroom was open to all genders, so anyone could enter the washroom at any time. Kevin and I could hear Violet proclaiming loudly in a haughty tone, "I just wanted Daniel to kill Michelle off in order to appease him. Who would've thought that Michelle was that pathetic? Kevin never loved her at all! He still loves me the most at the end of the day! That's why Daniel had to kidnap me once again. "I feel that I've wasted my breath in describing how much Kevin loved Michelle to Daniel back then. What a shame." Upon hearing Violet's explanation, Kevin turned on his heel and returned to the wedding boutique.

Gabrielle: “You’re slower than a turtle on vacation. No—slower than a sloth stuck in traffic. At this rate, I’ll be dancing at your wedding with a cane and an oxygen tank!” Freya: “...” Inner Devil 2: ‘I mean, she’s not wrong! Haha!’ Inner Devil: ‘I told you—parents forcing their grown kids into marriage is the original romantic comedy!’ Kenneth: “You’re being dramatic.” Gabrielle: “Dramatic? Kenneth, if I left you in a room with Cupid himself, you’d ask for a ‘grace period.’ I’m not being dramatic. It’s called intervention!” Freya: “...”

I asked as I looked at her, still in Ace's tight hold. “We ruin the wedding. Cause as much damage as we can, and make her postpone it until we can come up with a permanent solution.” Alice said seriously. “And how do we do that?” Ace asked, a smirk stretching across his face. “Like this.” Alice smiled as she grabbed an empty bottle, twirled it in her hands, and threw it against the wall, shattering it. “Wedding crashers!” Romano screamed as he flipped over the coffee table, shattering it to pieces. Ace and I looked at each other as we laughed and smiled.

The dark comedy of the situation lay in these students losing themselves so deeply in make-believe that they created something unintentionally ridiculous. I tried not to laugh as Killian just shook his head in bewilderment as he grinned at me, his eyes glittering in the dim light, "What the hell they're still on this. Sorry, Ruby I forgot to remind this jerks to clean up and fix their lose shits,"

“But I don’t scare easily. If you want someone who’ll tell you the truth even when it’s ugly, I’m that person. If you want a puppet, hire someone else.” I watched her carefully. “You’re either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid for speaking to me this way.” “Maybe I’m just tired of powerful men thinking they can intimidate everyone,” she fired back. “You need results. I deliver them. Simple as that.” The tension crackled between us. I could feel the pull, that dangerous familiarity I couldn’t shake. I made a decision. “Marry me,” I said. She blinked. “What?” “Fake marriage. Thirty days, maybe more. In return, you get influence, money, whatever you want. I keep control of my company.”

“You’re telling me you don’t enjoy a little chaos? Look at you, all torn up between two worlds. It’s like watching a soap opera unfold live. I mean, poor Casma must feel like she’s just a backup plan, right?” Ruine clenches his fists, feeling the weight of her words. “You think this is funny? This is my life we’re talking about.” Ciara shrugs, her expression shifting to one of mock innocence. “Just calling it like I see it. But hey, if you want to keep dancing around the truth, be my guest. Just don’t expect me to take it seriously. After all, it’s not every day you get to witness a love story ending"she smiles.