Novel & Cerita Not Dying For Her Lie Again

Adrian's hand was firm on her chin, his voice laced with venom as he said, "This is all on you. If you hadn't interfered, Liliana and I wouldn't have fought, and her mother would still be alive. "Had you not carelessly scattered her mother's ashes, Liliana wouldn't have been driven to such despair to seek death. Today, you're going to face the consequences of your actions!" Macie's heart skipped a beat at the ruthless look in Adrian's eyes. She reached for his arm, her voice dripping with sweetness as she said, "Mr. Jones, what are you saying? I can't seem to follow."

Ruby gave me a pitiful look, like I was somehow the reason she had been poisoned. "It's fine," I said before anyone else could speak. "You can take the front. I'll sit in the back." The whole ride, Ruby cheerfully chattered about food, travel spots, and fun things she wanted to do. Her energy was high, and her skin was glowing. She didn't look sick at all. Meanwhile, I was the one who was truly dying. My organs were already shutting down from advanced Wolf Dissolution Disorder. If I hadn't taken a whole bottle of painkillers before we left, I wouldn't have even made it out the door.

Then, carefully, she stepped forward, checked for breath under his nose… and ran. She never called for help. Just fled. That girl in white was her. No doubt about it. I smiled sweetly and smashed the thermos onto the floor. "Audrey, what do you think will happen when Kevin finds out that you left him there to die in a cold alley? That you checked his breath, thought he was dead, and didn't even bother to call an ambulance or tell his family? What do you think he'll do to you?" Audrey's face twisted, and her serene mask cracked wide open.

Regardless, I enjoyed how it ignited the fury in her. “Wait,” she suddenly said, folding her hands across her chest. “What antidote? There was never an antidote… just some lie he made up to make you do the necessary.” I was taken back by her words, I quickly looked away, not knowing what to say and when I remained silent, she chuckled. “You're really a terrible liar which brings us back to….. there was never any form of .. ‘he couldn't let me die even for you.’ trash..”

Tears poured down like a broken dam. “You still won’t forgive me, honey? If you don’t forgive me, they’re going to beat me to death! If I die, what’s going to happen to our baby?” Her voice was hoarse and desperate. Anyone who didn’t know the truth might have felt a sharp sting in their chest hearing her like that. I, however, knew exactly how vicious she could be. So, I frowned and stared at her coldly, refusing to respond. She seemed lost in her own world anyway, muttering to herself, “Derek, divorce that woman already. When are you going to marry me?”

A son, If she was lying, I’d never forgive her. But if she wasn’t…My stomach twisted painfully at the possibility of things. I pressed a hand to the back of my neck, my breath fogging in the cold air. All the anger, all the years, all the damn betrayal tangled into something messy and confusing. “She said he’s dying,” I murmured, the words tasting bitter. Eleanor scoffed, too quick. “People like her always say dramatic things to drag sympathy. She wants money. That is all.” Something in me snapped quietly at that.

“Of course. Why would one night go by without another lie? What’s the count now, Mum? Is there a number? Should I start a chart on the fridge?” “Ivy,” Jade said. “No, I want to know! Twenty years of lies and she drops a new one every time the last one gets old!” “I said it so you would never go looking for him!” Mum’s voice cracked right down the middle, loud enough that Daniel glanced at the window out of habit. “Do you understand? If you thought he was alive, you would have looked. I know you. You would have found his name, you would have found where he lives, you would have gotten on a plane to go scream at him, and he would have eaten you alive. So yes, I lied. I told you he was dead bec

The pain of every bone in my body shattering was something I would never forget. No matter how hard I thought about it, I couldn't understand. I was clearly the heiress. The DNA test was flawless. So why was I still called a fraud? I tried to find an excuse to deny it. But Yvette didn't press me further. Instead, she said gently, "I understand you might feel resentful that Mr. and Mrs. Cox only came to find you now, but they only just discovered the truth themselves."

POV: Narrator The words hit Thelma like physical blows. Her rebirth, her second chance had it all been a lie? Had she been dancing on the witch's strings this entire time? "No," Thelma said, though her voice shook. "I made choices. I changed things. I rejected Neon, I found Xavier, I.."

Overwhelming despair instantly washed over Alessio. He kept denying the truth because he couldn't accept the fact that he had personally caused my death. He whipped his head up, staring intently at the director in front of him as he said in a trembling voice, "Impossible! It can't be! The doctor said she was just malnourished, and she'll be fine if she gets plenty of rest!" Seeing Alessio fall apart, the director said hesitantly, "I'm not sure about the details. It's possible that the doctors were in too much of a rush back then and missed her actual condition."