Novel & Cerita My Love My Hatred By Jasmine

As for Jasmine, she cares about what haters think because it's easier to please them. One time, one of the girls who hate her said that long hair doesn't suit her. Jasmine immediately cuts her hair to please that hater. Days later, that girl became a diehard fan of Gold's mom. She thought that her opinion matters, that Jasmine likes her enough consider her suggestion. That's what Jasmine does. She converts her haters into becoming her supporter. "Mrs. Adana! Is it true that your son is gay!?" Jasmine stops dead on her track when a group of people in the media surrounded her. The mother bites her bottom lip upon realizing that she cannot run back to her company's building.

Jasmine yelled as Emily backed away. Jasmine noticed her daughter's blue eyes on the woman in the room. She blocked her view, her eyes holding Cirilla's blue ones. Only heaven knew how much she hated those gazes. Staring at Cirilla felt like staring at the blue eyes of her worst enemy, the bitch who ruined her life and every chance of the happiness she would have had. She hated her so much that she couldn't keep the hatred locked up in the well of her heart throughout past years. Her only hope and consolation in everything was that bitch would be more miserable than she was. Jasmine's lips parted to speak when her eyes noticed the bloody state of her daughter.

Jasmine smiled bitterly and said, "But she loves my dad so much. They had a great relationship before. I used to believe that too. But now, with Luna in the picture, everything's changed. It made me realize how unpredictable people's hearts can be." Mia paused for a moment before saying, "Don't dwell on it too much now. Let's talk after her surgery's done." "Mia, I swear I'll make Luna pay with my own hands. I'll wipe her and her illegitimate child off the face of this earth to put an end to my dad's absurd visions," Jasmine exclaimed. Jasmine had never hated anyone as much as she hated Luna. She had returned to the country this time expecting to start a happy life, but ended up hitting a ma

“I should be. Perhaps if you hadn't come, I would have been living a very good life. The limelight would be on me and I would be known as the daughter of the Rossador family and not you.” “I thought as much. Well, I thought that your period of enjoyment is over and I should come to take what was mine. I let you have them does not mean that you are going to get them forever. It was only a matter of time.” She could feel Jasmine’s hatred for her grow in a thousand and one folds but it's not as if she cared. She can hate on her for all she cares and it isn't going to remove a dime from her. Jasmine chuckled.

And yet, the pain in her chest now felt worse than when Osbert had stayed behind to fight the zombies and died in front of her. Sometimes, the worst thing in the world was believing you hated someone completely, only to realize, too late, that love and hatred had tangled together so tightly that you couldn’t tell them apart. Why did someone so terrible still treat her so well? Jasmine cried until she could barely breathe. "Jasmine…" "Jasmine…" The helicopter slowly descended. It landed in the central plaza of Aecraton. By the time they touched down, Jasmine had cried herself into exhaustion and passed out.

I hugged her again and said to her ears "Jerk!" She mumbled. "I'm sorry." I chuckled. "You're trouble to me Jayson." She mumbled again. "I am, I am you're trouble baby." "I hate you!" "I love you too!" I kissed her The End

Dismayed by her reactions, I thought she would change her point of view about me but to no avail. “The only bond we share is hatred.” Lucille said with intense loath. “Do you want me to repeat what I feel again?” She derided, For the first time in my devilishly long life, someone hurt me and surprisingly not with actions but with words. Hurt sparked in my eyes but leaning closer, she whispered, “You. Repulse. Me.” I am your mate, your other half, the only love of your life. How can you say this? A sudden pain shot through both of ours hearts as we could share emotions when I forced a smile and whispered,

My anger was out of control right now and my mind is not completely registering what i am saying to her. "What kind of women are you huh?” She flinched a little hearing this.Good! A reaction, now you know what i am feeling, i thought. ”What did you do for my grandparents for them to like this much that they want you to be their daughter-in-law? I know something is wrong and I will uncover all your facades. And you will regret this. I will make your like a living hell and that's a promise!" I leaned forward so that our faces can be closer to each other. I waned to see the fear on her face but I was wrong. I didn't see any hatred or fear. Instead all i saw is sadness and loneliness in her eyes

I looked at her. All the cold fury, all the trapped rage from Eric’s house, from my father’s betrayal, from the auction block, from Lucas’s possessive hands—it all gathered in my eyes. My green eyes, which I knew could look soft, turned hard as emerald stone. I let her see it. Every ounce of hatred, every promise of violence I’d learned in silence. Jasmine saw it. Her triumphant sneer faltered. The arrogance in her black eyes flickered, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty. She took a tiny, involuntary step back.