Novel & Cerita Son In Laws Revenge

The death of Lisa awakened Sonia’s last demons, and only the blood of her parents murderer could stop her, she had been laying low for a while taking care of the only family she had while plotting her revenge but now she was done with all that. Tonight became one of the coldest night for Sonia as she laid on the floor close to her mother's body. Life had been cruel to her and she wasn't questioning it any more. She wiped her tears and picked up a shovel and buried Lisa’s body in the backyard. The morning sun glimmered on Sonia's body as she had slept close to her mother's grave, she opened her eyes and walked into the house taking a cold shower. Sonia deliberated on how to get back at them,

– She smiled sheepishly at him, while her fingers ran through the intricate lines of silver and precious stones on the band on her left hand, still not able to believe that this man was really her husband. - And never will again. – Logan solemnly promised, pressing her affectionately against his chest – But I'm glad to know that they no longer occupy an important part of your mind. In fact, I think this is the best revenge we could get: - he opened a huge, satisfied and malicious smile - The fact that they no longer have any power over you.

Lucinda halted and gestured at Catalina. Without wasting time, Catalina moved towards a pile of loads and pulled off the black sheet that was used to cover them. Lo and behold, Mr. Barlowe Remington, Margarita's dad, was lying there in the pool of his blood. "Her dad," Lucy completed. "Aah, Dad!" Margaryelled. The blood from earlier had been from her dad. She made to rush over, but Murphy came standing in front of her, blocking her way. "Your Dad took everything from us and caused my father's death. We suffered a lot until now, and I promised to seek revenge. The sight of you every day makes me want to rip off your head and smash you against the wall.

he said. “So he works for you?” “No.” The answer came cleanly. I shook my head. “That doesn’t make sense.” “It makes enough sense.” He came farther into the room but stopped with distance still between us, and I noticed that. He wasn’t trying to overpower the moment. He wasn’t trying to soothe me either. “He wants revenge on Verona,” Leo said. “His son was killed. He has his own reasons for moving.” “And you’re just letting him?” “I’m not controlling him.”

“Don’t think that I’m siding with Liberty and Serenity. I’m not. I’m just standing on Sonny’s side. Sonny is only two years and five months old. He’ll fall if he walks a little faster. Even a slap is unbearable to a kid like that, let alone what Matthew did. Although Matthew is only ten years old, he’s tall and strong like a fifteen-year-old. “Matthew slapped Sonny in the face repeatedly, so how can Sonny bear it? We should be glad that Serenity brought her in-laws to stop Matthew’s atrocities. Otherwise… Sonny might be beaten to death, and the Reptons might just deny the allegations and say that Sonny fell to his death.” Hank did not dare speak anymore.

Sonia said lastly and breathed her last breath. "Sonia! Sonia!! Sonia!!! Thompson screamed in tears while holding his dead wife. "No, no! Sonia, please don't die!" He wailed in pain. At that moment, he knew his life had ended. His phone buzzed, it was a message from Smith. "Hey Thompson, how is she? I'm sorry I'm not gonna make it tomorrow. Something urgent just came up. My son is lying lifeless right now. Will call a friend of mine to visit you" Thompson read the message with tears flowing down his eyes. His anger knew no bounds and at that moment, he made up his mind to take revenge on everyone responsible for the death of his daughter and wife.

And unless something changed, Kael wouldn’t live to see the next day. "What?" "Execution?" "Are they serious?" "That's an ancient law!" The whispers crashed into each other like violent waves, but all I could hear was the pounding of my own heartbeat. "No..." the word slipped from my lips before I even realized I had spoken. “No! That’s impossible!” Luna Beatrice roared across the hall, her chest rising and falling as she stood firmly. “You can't kill my son. It’s absurd!” “Really, Luna Beatrice?” the elder said, turning to face her. “Are you saying that our laws no longer matter simply because the accused is your son?”

Both Sophia and Davis would have been dead many times if a murderous gaze could kill. Judy glared at Sophia murderously. “It’s all thanks to you! All these years, I’ve been there for you at your beck and call, doing so many things for you, but this is how you treat me! You killed my only son!” Sophia did not expect her to know this. She instantly argued under the woman’s furious scrutiny. “It wasn’t me. I didn’t kill your son!” With his teeth clenched, Darren rushed toward Davis who was sitting on the couch. “Davis, you b*stard. Bring my son and sister back to life!”

"Why don't we put this little misunderstanding behind us? Think of it as doing me a favor…" "Impossible!" Bron bellowed in rage. "That bastard killed my son! I'll kill him, whatever it takes!" "What?!" Robert exclaimed in shock. Turning toward Frank blankly, he hurried to him and asked, "Mr. Lawrence, did you really kill Mr. Howard's son?" "Who is his son?" "Troy Howard. Fair skin, a little on the slender side…" "I only kicked him," Frank replied flatly. "He's still alive." "Shut up!" Bron bellowed, his face contorted in fury as he remembered the tragic sight of his son's death. "My son's head was in pieces! Your quarrel is with the Salazars! You didn't have to kill him for it!"

"Did you forget what Mom told you before she passed away? You promised her!" That sentence pulled Mr. Larson back from the edge. He looked at Scarlett’s face—so much like his late wife’s—and his hand began to shake, the heavy dagger rattling in his grip. How could he forget? He had promised his wife he would live to see their daughter find happiness. Seeing his resolve crumble, Scarlett reached out and gently lowered the knife. "Dad, people like him have nothing but contempt for the law," she spat, throwing a look of pure loathing at Leon. "I want to use the very thing he despises to make him tremble."