My Fiance Hates Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He instructed, his tone filled with intimidation as though he already had things in place if I dared to defy him. “And what if that’s not what I want?” “What you want doesn’t matter at all.” He shrugged. My lips clenched, hatred seeping through my veins as I glared at him. “I never wanted you, you forced me into this and now you want to treat me like trash, I’ll make you pay for this,” I promised him. “What do you hate about her that made you not want me to meet her again?” I questioned curiously once more. “Because she is my ex-fiancé.” He revealed.

She asked softly. I sighed. “Doctor Fanny, even if I did have faith and I’m stubborn that everything would fall into place for me, it wouldn’t change the fact that my mate hates me. He can’t stand me and he is completely disgusted by me. I can’t change his thoughts about me.”

I don't give a shit anymore. "I hate her, I hate what she's done to us, always treating people like shit! Well I'm done, I'm done with her and I don't give a damn about her being in a fake marriage with the man I love!! She doesn't even love him while he tries to give her everything and for what, his money!! Well she can keep the money but his heart belongs to me!!" I yell while I hit the table with my fists in anger and frustration.

I don't have any idea about the real purpose of victor for handing over this f**king project to us. Seriously why did he gave his wedding project to us??... How am i going to f**king face his fiancee???....Is he trying to humiliate me with his fiancee??...If it was his real motive, he will never succeed. How am I going to face him now??..how am I going to control myself before aaron??...What will he do if he finds my feelings for victor??.... Will me misunderstand me??....Will he leave??Noooooo!!! I can't live without him.....Tears welled in my eyes and these thoughts killed me throughout the way....

He grabbed my shoulder giving me a shake. "If you want something, tell me! Get off your high horse!" He released me and then took a step back. "You do not have any idea what life your dick of a fiance has planned for you, do you?" He demanded angrily. "Seriously? Wanting to turn me against the man I love? Guess what? I could have walked out of that marriage and Jake would never force or kidnap me" I fired back at him, hating the way I felt, at the hurt expression that struck his face, but it was gone in a flash making me wonder if I had imagined it.

, I said in disbelief. "No it was you who did that. You took my fiance away from me. You know he had never confessed that he loves me in six months we where together. You managed to get it out of him on what three months?", hatred dipped from her words. "I'm sorry that you believe it was an easy journey for me. But it wasn't. It never is for someone who falls in love", I tried to reason with her. "No. I will take him back. Count your days with him because one day you will lose him to me like you did with every boys who you dated in high-school", I said.

assistant"> The water rippled softly around me as silence settled between us again. “You should hate me,” I said after a moment. “I slept with my fiancé’s father.” Then I let out a small breath before continuing. “I mean, I know Ryan isn’t exactly perfect and he already told me what he wants from our marriage. He wants to have his life, his women, and I’m supposed to be some dutiful wife.” Victor’s expression changed immediately, the calm stoic look on his face disappearing into a deep frown. “Ryan said what?” he asked sharply. “He plans to pursue other women while you’re married?”

I started, trying to keep my tone even, “you really didn’t have to come by.” “I wanted to.” She smiled, stepping closer like that would soften things. I took the coffee from her hand and set it down, untouched. “It’s just… not a good time.” She blinked, a slight frown forming at her lips. “You’ve been saying that all week.” “Because it’s true.” I let the frustration slip out more than I meant to. “My fiance left me, Jasmine. Everything’s a mess. I can’t even think straight, let alone…”

Thinking only about protecting my own heart when so much more was at stake. "Why do you hate me so much?" Malachi's voice startled me. I'd almost forgotten he was still in the room. I looked at him through my tears. "What?" "Why do you hate me so much?" Malachi repeated, his voice hard with anger. "What did I do to make you despise the idea of marrying me this much? Is the thought of being my wife really that repulsive to you?" "That's not—" "Because from where I'm sitting," Malachi interrupted, standing up, "it looks like you'd rather lose everything than spend a year married to me. And I'm trying to figure out what I did to deserve that level of hatred."