Myex Revenge Mga Nobela at Kwento

Austin said from behind. I turned to Austin, “Oh, sticks and stones. You will never understand why I am doing these things. You are no better than the dirt under my shoe. But, luckily for you, I have a use for you. See, you will help me destroy your dear mate. And then,” I say looking at Rebel, “You won’t have the strength to fight me.” I started walking to the end of the corridor, still smiling and laughing, “When everything is said and done, I will have my revenge. Even if I die, I know you won’t survive either. We can all rot in hell together.”

Today, I would have forgotten that I had no painkillers if Ethan hadn't reminded me to go for a reexamination. But I still hadn't gotten the medicine. The pain in my body made my forehead break out in cold sweat. "Finnley, you can see everything with your own eyes... You're a person who likes to have affairs, so you think others are the same..." I held the table beside me, trying to stand firm, and sneered at him. "You froze all my cards just to confine me? Don't dream. I'll live well even if I don't have that money."

“If his ex-wife were alive, I’d help her in a heartbeat. That devil deserves to lose everything he’s stolen.” “Did you know his ex-wife?” Elowen asked, keeping her tone light, almost casual. “No,” Aurelia admitted, her frustration evident. “But from what I’ve heard, she was sweet and innocent. The kind of woman who didn’t stand a chance against someone like him.” Elowen’s lips pressed into a thin line, her thoughts swirling. Sweet? Innocent? Her gaze darkened ever so slightly. That version of me is long gone. If only you knew who I really am, Aurelia. If only you knew I’m here for revenge.

Returning to her mother, she handed over the certificate and softly urged, "Please, take a look for yourself, Mum." Rebecca's eyes widened as she carefully examined the marriage certificate. The names on the document were unmistakable – Justin Hemsworth. A perplexed expression washed over her face, and she couldn't help but shoot Jessica a meaningful look. "Hemsworth?" she inquired. "Isn't that the same surname as your ex-fiancé?"

You did not expect to see it, did you? This one was a bit difficult to find, I'll confess. He was very vigilant, a most cynical fellow. I had a lot of fun with him. Revenge is such an effective drive, don't you think? I hope you're not slacking. You're supposed to feel the heat. Everyone will die, and you'll be last. So no need to chase me around, we'll meet soon. I promise. Till then.

When I reached the reception I saw Zayne embracing Amy as they kissed passionately for all to see. I wanted to slip past them, but Amy called out to me. “Aurora, where are you running off to?” She came over and hugged me while I responded by stiffening up like a board. “You didn't even give me a chance to thank you,” she said leaning back. “Thank me?” I said bitterly, “For what?” She exchanged a glance with my now ex-husband. “You'll see,” she promised ominously, I broke out of her grasp and went outside to my car, I had one more place to drop by before going back home.

Elegant, polished, her long silky hair cascading over one shoulder and her sharp eyes gleaming with malicious delight. The same woman who had called me useless, who had kissed my husband—my ex-husband—right in front of me while I lay broken on the floor. The same woman who had taken everything from me now stood in the place I had just been dragged into. My stomach twisted violently. The nausea I had been fighting since the mall surged again, mixing with pure humiliation. My legs trembled. If Drake hadn’t been holding me, I would have collapsed. Jackson’s gaze locked on mine. For a split second, something like regret flashed across his face, but it was gone too fast. Chloe’s lips curved into

He knows the mistake he made. “Felicity has nothing to do with this. Don’t turn this back on me. You are the one fucking your brother’s ex-wife.” He snarls, glaring at me. Oh, if looks could kill, I would be a dead man. I stand, and we are face-to-face, only my solid oak desk between us.

I wonder sadly. Max I walk to the elevator, got in, and press the button for the ground floor. Today was a good day, the 1991 Tax Prep, finally punching that asshole ex of mine in the face. I can’t believe after eight years I finally got revenge on that asshole for cheating on me. I smile, thinking of the punches I landed in his jaw.

I stood up and looked for my bag before I answered him. "Don't come near me! You're disgusted by me, right? You're tired of me, that's why you don't want to anymore." I saw him confused because of what I said. "You know? You know Mr. Sullivaño, I regret meeting you my whole life. My whole life. If I had one wish now? I wish we never crossed paths again." I said, then turned around to leave his power. Because no matter what I do, I remember the past, how I fought alone because of what he did to me. He doesn't want me anymore because I'm like garbage, something to throw away."