Love And Debt Novels & Stories

Millie then explained, "Winston, love is when I knew how much you cared for Joanna but still held onto you, wanting to keep you close. Love means recognizing my own selfishness, understanding you don't love me, yet choosing to endure the pain and refusing to let go. "Love often means feeling like a debt we can't repay. Have you ever felt, even for a moment, that you owe me anything?"

“I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to show her how much this means to me.” The sentiment struck a chord within me. I thought of Lysaa, of how she had risked everything to help me escape. “I understand,” I said, my voice soft. “I know what it feels like to owe someone a debt so large, it’s impossible to repay. But maybe… maybe you don’t have to. People like Eloane… they don’t do these things expecting something in return. They do it out of love. That kind of love… it’s its own reward.”

In fact, I just want to cover up a confused brain. What should I do? What should I do? Does Dad know? "Go ahead. I know." Zhang Guowen seemed to hear the panic in her mind. "There are still thirty thousand..." Liu Liu could not stop, almost broke down and cried out. How can this money be enough? Zhang Guowen closed his eyes in Liu Liu's cry. Thirty thousand? He knew Liu Cui would leave, but he didn't expect her to be so cruel. For Zhang Guowen, life has exhausted all his energy. What is love? He doesn't understand. All he knew was that Liu Cui was his woman, he was a man, and he wanted to support the family.

Leila furrowed her eyebrows, "it's you and Trina." "Are you upset by her? Oh come on, you know that I'm only acting." He sipped his glass of wine. "I know but you seemed to be overacting. Did you have to over praise her? I couldn't help but get jealous cause she looked so flattered. I'm your one and only girl. Remember that." "Sure babe. I know that. Until I've gotten what I want from Trina, I will leave her alone. She means nothing to me and I'm lucky that she's into me. That'll make it easier for me to get what I want from her."

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The debt notices were scattered across the floor, each one a silent accusation. Asher's face cycled through shame, anger, and desperation, his composure crumbling under the weight of truth. "Tabitha!" he roared. "I never thought you'd be so materialistic. We're married. Why keep score like this? I grind every day for this family, and you're obsessing over petty debts? You're impossible!" The doorbell rang, cutting through the tension. Asher opened it to reveal Crystal, who took one look at the scene and conjured tears.

"Hello, everyone. Last night, a woman called in saying that she wanted to break up with her boyfriend who funded her education, promising to repay every cent she owes. Does anyone remember that?" The moment I said that, the comments section exploded. "Oh? More gossip? Is this the boyfriend from yesterday?" "Honestly, I don't blame that woman. If there's no love left between them, why not pay him the money back and part ways?" "Women like that are heartless. That's what they always do after getting rich—they cut off the people they love. How can anyone still be on her side?" I watched the rapidly climbing viewer count, my fists tightly clenched. I raised my voice. "I've got her handwritten le

I believe hatred lasts longer than love—so I believe you'll recognize me in the next life. "In this life, I wronged you. So in the next… could you give me one chance? "Let me love you instead."

“Aren’t these all things you did? Why are you blaming me alone? “I just wanted more love. And you—didn’t you want to run away from her too? “We were just using each other.” Mom screamed at her to shut up, rushing out of Sylvia’s room in anger. I glanced back at Sylvia. She sat on the floor with her head down, saying nothing. I trembled suddenly, following Mom as she floated away quickly. Sylvia’s sudden hatred for me had only one reason: she wanted all the love for herself, and she saw me as a rival.

“Once we get married, will my debt be paid?” He glanced at me. “Nope. You’ll still owe one million.” Damn it! I thought it was all settled, but apparently not. “You should’ve been clearer,” I complained. “We’ll get there soon.” “I’m impatient.” “I know.” “Raze!” I was really getting irritated now. “Once we’re married, one million is paid. And I won’t demolish your house and eatery,” he clarified. “And the remaining one million?” “I’ll think about it, don’t pressure me, Lyl.”