Revenge Is Sweet Quote นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He questions me harshly. “Yes, I am. I will definitely make him pay; I will watch him suffer much more than what he made me go through.” I said angrily. His question was so annoying to me because he knew how much I wanted to take revenge on Silas. “If you truly mean what you say, then follow me for the store opening. You need to be able to face your enemies and look them in the eye so they see you are fearless. Make them know that you are no longer the same Nuella you used to be. Be courageous, be bold, and be fierce.” Kevin muttered in a very serious tone as he glanced at me.

Revenge is sweet. Guilt is a bitter pill to swallow. A man scorned is a lethal dose of chaos waiting to erupt. I have laid waste to all that has crossed my path, and my destruction is not done, for I have one true wish I want to achieve as I stare at the reason for my heartbreak in the eyes. This is what my life has come to, a ruthless killer that shall reap justice as he sees fit.

"You... you can't talk like that. Come on, my princess, I'm not using you for a business transaction. I'm only fighting for your happiness." "No, Dad. If you were truly fighting for my happiness, you would've asked me what I want. But you never did!" Natasha frowned. "Fine. What do you want?" "Just leave him to me, Dad. I'm the one who was betrayed. I'm the one who was gossiped about and felt the pain. So please, just leave the revenge up to me, Dad. All I need is your support. But I have my ways, which I feel is the best to deal with that bastard for messing up my life." Natasha suggested, her voice nearly breaking down in tears as the event of Saturday flashed back her mind.

They used to ask me many questions about her, and I used to tell them all about my mother. I want her memory to be carried on through the family. That is why I like to give them the art. The pieces are timeless. They are also worth a lot of money. My mother's jewelry will be split between Bella and Norma. I want all of them to remember her like I will never forget her. I like them to tell their children one day about her, about how my own father and his girlfriend murdered her. I want them to know about how awful they were. I also like my grandchildren to remember how beautiful she was. I had my revenge, and I understand it was not what I suspected it should be. I thought it would give me cl

Because soon, everything she built would fall apart. And when it did, I would be there, standing, smiling. Or maybe just cackling in the shadows. Revenge, after all, is sweetest when served cold. And victory? That should be the loud, blazing comeback.

He gave me a small, knowing smile, then told his men to escort my former friend out. I watched her go—defeated again. And still, all I felt was bitterness sitting heavy on my tongue. “You know,” I said quietly, forcing a faint smile, “the aftertaste can ruin even the sweetest first impression.” “That’s inevitable,” he replied. “Revenge feels sweet at first. Then the bitterness sets in—and that’s what stays with you.” “I don’t regret it. Not for a second.” I crossed my arms. “I’ll never regret putting that bitch in her place. If not me, then who?”

I said in a husky voice as I put my palms flat on his chest. He didn't react. Gathering all the courage I had, I continued. "I overheard you talking to Reiner about you wanting revenge. Could you blame me if I still have doubts ? Firstly you asked me to marry you then now you say that you love me. If this is also a part of your plan to hurt me..." He at last straightened then framed my face with his big hands. His eyes were glinting. "It is what it is honey. I might have said those words to you repeatedly many years ago but unfortunately I find it hard to utter them now. This is the best way for me to tell you..." he said with a tone that was hard to define.

She emphasized on the ‘good’ in a deep whisper that came from the depths of her belly. “Everyone needs to experience this. Revenge is bitter, forgiveness is not sweet either, but its fruit is beyond sweet, it’s… peace. But the fruit of revenge? More pain, more thorns, more heart ache, sometimes the ‘revenge’ you should give is the ‘revenge’ of being all they said you couldn’t be, while they do nothing but sit and watch you” she nodded and looked at Chris again. “Okay!” She exclaimed and stood up firmly, giving out a soft laughter at herself for lecturing a drunken sleepy man.

"Our companies, our marriage, our future family, that's what matters now." Julian joined me at the window, wrapping his arms around me from behind. "I'm proud of you for letting go of the hatred." "It wasn't easy to do so at first. But I just channeled all that energy into something better." I leaned back against his chest. "Every successful deal, every award, every dollar we make is proof that good people can triumph over evil." "Even if the evil people are still out there somewhere." "The best revenge isn't making your enemies suffer. It's making yourself so successful that their suffering becomes irrelevant."