Pessimist の小説・ストーリー

"That old punk is obsessed with a male heir. He blames you for your brother's death. If he knows that he has....." "Son of a bitch." I immediately regret the words that came out of my mouth. Even if he is about to ruin my life, I thought of his mother and his dark past. But this man has zero compassion. "In deed,I am. So don't mind me acting like one." "You are a complete loser." "Call me one,doc, after I had gone bankrupt. I found a way before that happens." "By ruining my life? If I said no,you will expose Cayden's son?"

He said with wide eyes. “Marissa is going to kill me!” “What? Why?” “Oh, God. Why am I so stupid?” She squeezed her eyes shut, face palmed herself, opened her eyes again, and groaned in frustration. “Hey…” He did not know what he was supposed to do. "You are not understanding." "Make me understand." He rolled his eyes.

"I don’t want to be a part of whatever twisted fantasy you have!" His jaw tightens, and for a moment, there was a glow of something dangerous in his eyes. "This isn’t a fantasy," he said quietly, his tone was low. "This is reality. You need help, and I’m offering it. But don’t mistake my generosity for weakness. I’m not a man who takes no for an answer."

I say vaguely. “Ah,” he says, his green eyes understanding. “The worst kind. Mine think I’m a charming failure. Yours?” “Think I’m a disappointing success,” I say before I can stop myself. He laughs, a rich, wonderful sound. “I like that. A disappointing success. There’s a poem in that.”

He stroked his chin. "Aha. Misery! " "Yes. Misery is the perfect phrase " " I want to see your darling husband in misery for the rest of his life. I want him to feel the pain of losing everything just like I did! " "Is that explanation enough? " "You lost everything because of your greediness and stupidity. And just like the coward you are, you can't even accept that you're a failure and now, you're looking for the perfect pawn to shift your misfortune to? "

Adrian pressed his hand over her mouth, kissing Liam’s damp forehead in anguish. Then, his gaze swung back to me, burning with contempt. "Lauren, I don’t even recognize you anymore. I’m so disappointed in you! Children don’t lie. And Liam is especially obedient. If this is how you treat him, how could you ever teach him? How could you ever remain my wife?" Each word landed like a nail, pinning me down as though I were a criminal, as though even my unborn child, who was already slipping away, were evidence against me.

“Wendy’s my best friend, yes. But she doesn’t love Justin. She can be petty and dramatic, sure, but deep down she’s not dangerous.” “You’ve never been on her bad side,” I said sharply. “You don’t know what people are capable of when they’re desperate to win.” She sighed. “Fair point.” “The truth always comes out,” I said. “But that doesn’t mean the good guys win.” She frowned. “Why are you always so pessimistic?” “I’m realistic.” I turned back to the screen, lowering my voice. “When the public decides I’m the homewrecker who ruined their perfect fairy tale, they won’t care about my truth. They never do.”

Me. "Get Sophia out of here and make sure she doesn't try and escape, a single sound out her mouth, don't hesitate to do whatever you can to shut her up." He stared at Casper and eye patch, seriousness clear in his tone, did he just give Casper the green light to hit me, or worse, eye patch? I felt sad for this man, he was all alone in this big dark world and felt the best way to find companionship was to kidnap an innocent human being. He was fighting a losing battle and somewhere deep inside that twisted mind of his he knew it too.

she added. I didn’t say a word. I just simply stared at Caius as I felt pity for him. “Anyway, he’ll wake up soon. Excuse me.” The school nurse went out of the clinic, leaving only the three of us inside. “Life-limiting?” Pino asked out of curiosity just after the nurse had gone outside. Putting both of my hands inside my pocket, I said, “It’s a medical term which the condition of a person has no cure and expected to die prematurely. Phobia isn’t life-limiting, so people with phobias usually don’t seek help about it.”

Why would the Goddess pair any soul with that scumbag? I felt like I was sweating so bad that the lady next to me could notice as my mind went through all these worst-case scenarios. I know inside me there is an optimist. A person that believes this will all work out. The optimist deep inside my head says I’ll get there, and I won’t see any cops or pack members waiting for me. My pessimist side, of course, is winning and calling the optimist a dumbass.