Scorned Woman Movie นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Amber's light voice came up, almost bored, as if she were discussing dinner reservations rather than a dead woman. "We wouldn't want the cameras catching our security men dragging you out. Wouldn't look very good for any of us."she added without sympathy and turned as she walked back towards the house without waiting for a response, Marie fell into step beside her, neither one looking back at the family they left collapsed at the gate. Behind them, a camera shutter clicked rapidly, capturing every second of it… Mrs. Sterling's scraped palms, April's tear-streaked face, Lauren's arm wrapped around them both like a shield that had come far too late.

I mean, I wouldn't have said anything if they were engaged in a consensual act. But from the whimpers and the way he tried to muffle her sound, it doesn't seem like it was consensual. Holding my breath, I walked as quietly as I could, not wanting to spook the man. But the lady saw me first, and she looked at me with those gray drooping eyes—her eyes were silently begging me. I recognized her at once. She was the bald woman I had met before who had scars littered all over her body. I could remember that she was also an omega. I just couldn't ignore it again when I realized it wasn't consensual.

He groaned inaudibly. " So... Will you help me?" Thoma stared at Scarlett, a frown on his face. " I'm not doing this for you." He stated before furrowing his brows in thought. " What is it you want me to do?" He asked. Scarlett let out a sigh, smiling for the first time since she stepped foot into that house. " I want you to to create a scandal. One so big, neither of them will be able to get out without my help." She replied.

But when the figure lifted its head— Aria’s breath vanished. It was a woman. Tall. Pale. Eyes glowing faintly silver. And then— Aria grabbed the edge of the table. “Luca…” she whispered. The woman’s face— It was sharp. Angular. Beautiful in a cold, unnatural way. But it was the scar on her cheek that made Aria’s knees weaken. A scar Aria had seen before. In dreams. Nightmares. And then the woman spoke in the footage—her voice faint but clear:

“I’m going to teach you some manners.” The woman shoved her hard. Amelia staggered but reacted instantly, swinging her fist straight into Scar woman’s jaw. The woman stumbled back, crashing into a table. Trays toppled. Food flew everywhere. Gasps and screams echoed across the room. “FIGHT!” someone shouted, and the chaos exploded. Scar Woman recovered and lunged again, swinging wildly. Amelia ducked and twisted her arm, making her scream. But then two more women joined in, grabbing her from behind and slamming her against the table.

“You filthy whore, how dare you seduce a married man? Get people out here and see, this whore seduces married men!” Gordon Williams and Karen Goodwill are startled but do not have time to react when the woman's harsh scolding enters their ears. She forcefully grabs Karen Goodwill by the hair, jerking her back, causing her to fall to the ground. “Sophia Joyner! Have you lost your mind?”

"Are you blind? How could you have fallen for a sl*t like her? She's a b*tch who's an expert in acting! Didn't you like Scarlett? Look clearly, she's not Scarlett! She's a fake sl*t! Don't be swayed by her, she's a f*cking b*tch, she'll ruin your family! Women like her should just die!" "She's not a good person, she ruins others' relationships and causes others' miscarriages! She'll definitely go to hell! The prettier they are, the worse they are! Die!" "She deserves to have her looks ruined by being burnt with hot water! Acid, I need acid to burn her to death!" **** The woman continued to yell and the clueless guests glanced at the two as they began to whisper among themselves. Rose paled a

"She is ill?" the scarred man looked at it for a long time and murmured. "It seems that she is not only ill, but also seriously ill." Tommy also nodded. Kenny frowned and agreed. At first, no one paid attention to her. But now, when they took a closer look, they found that the woman's expression was really memorable. She looked at Yvonne with extremely vicious eyes, as well as extreme fear. But on the contrary, it was obvious that the scarred man wanted to kill her. She looked at the scarred man gently and even with a strong desire to ask for help.

I frowned after him, not sure why he hadn’t even acknowledged her, when a voice from a few tables over floated our way. “Oh my God, did you see that woman’s face?” Blinking, I turned in that direction to find a table of two women, leaning toward each other eagerly as they gossiped. “I know!” the second one gushed. “Those scars are disgusting. It looks like someone took a meat tenderizer to her.” Stunned by their uncouth behavior, I turned back to Isobel, who sat stiff and straight, her chin tipped up and blue eyes filled with blank acceptance.

Because the cell wasn’t empty. A group of women watched me from the bunks, their eyes sharp, hungry, calculating. One of them,a tall woman, scarred, exuding violence,stepped forward. Without warning, she shoved me against the bars. Pain shot down my spine. “Well, well,” she sneered. “Thought this place was only for people like us? Looks like Scarlett sent us a toy.” Scarlett. My blood iced. The others laughed, sharp and cruel. From the shadows, someone hissed, “Scarlett’s gift.”