The Best Revenge Is Not To Be Like Your Enemy Mga Nobela at Kwento

he suggested. "Why?" "As they say, save the best for last. So you should target those people who have done you the most harm, like your husband and mother-in-law," he explained. It's funny because I never expected to have this kind of conversation with Sebastian. He's a very formal and reserved doctor. Who would have thought that he would help me with my revenge plans? He doesn't even know my husband or his awful family. "That's true, isn't it? If I attack my husband's mistress first, Lucas's family will eventually get to know me. It won't be exciting anymore," I mused.

Just someone who sees her. And when she loves him, when she trusts him, when she’s ready… I’ll tell her the truth. Mom always says the best revenge is becoming everything they said you couldn’t be. But she’s wrong about one thing. The best revenge isn’t becoming someone new. It’s making someone remember who you’ve always been. I’m coming for you, Maya Sterling. And this time, I’m not losing you again. Even if I have to lie to keep you.

I caressed her cheek, “You’re a very pretty girl, guard your heart so these men won’t crush it.” “Thank you, I won't. But I can’t just let them get away with it. They can’t just betray me and I do nothing about it,” there was a look in her eyes, the same look I’d seen over and over again each time I looked at my reflection in the mirror. “They’re not worth your time and energy, trust me. The best revenge is to better yourself.” She thought deeply about what I said and nodded in agreement. “You’re right. But if I see them, I doubt I’ll be able to hold my tongue.”

A few minutes passed until I thought of speaking again. "Revenge is not always the best choice. Sometimes, it'll just worsen the situation. Imagine, you succeeded on taking your revenge, then you get the satisfaction, does it change how the world works? Does it change everything? Yeah, you got to ruin someone's reputations, but, people do forget. Days, months and years will pass, everyone will forget what happened. The world will continue to spin. And you won't realize that everything will just go back to the way it was before.” I said.

If you're not careful, you might not be able to forgive yourself for the harm you could cause to yourself… "You're trying to prove your worth, but is this really the way to do it? You said you'd take revenge if you got the chance, but that doesn't mean you have to waste your energy forcing it. "The best revenge is earning respect from your enemies. Make yourself superior to them, and they'll bow down without even asking. You don't need to force them." Rosie's tears flowed freely as his words washed over her like a soothing balm. "What should I do?" She asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Stay focused," he replied simply. "Rosie, I promised to stand by you, protect you, and guide you, a

He gritted out. "You're such a jerk." I muttered under my breath. "Are you even from this school? Because if you were you'd clearly know me as the sweetest guy ever," he said proudly. "I'm from this school and I do know about your reputation but right now you're sort of contradicting it." "I'm a good guy but don't think of me as a pushover. Did you expect me to be friendly when you best me to a pulp?" I felt extremely bad for him. "I told you that it was a mistake. I didn't want to do that to you, but someone else."

I could feel his rage burning through the phone, even though he was miles away, like a heat wrapping around me. “They did this to you? You lost your leg for that bastard and they still mistreated you? I’m going to ruin them. I swear it.” “No!” I snapped, sitting upright, swiping tears off my cheeks. “No, Ric. That won’t be sweet enough. That’s not the best revenge.” There was silence. Then, quieter and more focused, he asked, “What do you want to do?” “I want to destroy them myself,” I said, voice calm, a dark certainty hardening inside me. “But not fast. Slowly. Gently. I want them to rot from the inside out.”

‘How do you retaliate against a man? A sly smile curved Elias’s lips, and he pulled out a box of cigarettes from his pocket. The flame of his lighter illuminated the scarlet tip of the cigarette as smoke curled and spread through the air. He took a drag, the flickering light reflecting in his deep eyes. ‘The best revenge against a man is finding someone more powerful, making him regret it to his grave,’ he declared, his words carrying a hint of danger. Callie couldn’t help but admire Elias’s audacity.

Zane’s POV As the wise ones say, revenge is a dish best served cold. And everyone knows I, Zane McAllister, I am coldness personified. My friends and acquaintances call me a ‘human iceberg’ for a reason. And not just that, to me revenge isn’t just about retaliation. It is about calculated destruction. It is about ensuring that by the time my enemy realizes what is happening, there is no way out for him or her. No mercy, no second chances, nothing at all.

Ben wasn’t the best guy, but he was undeniably skilled. Working under him, I learned a lot, though I always had to keep my guard up. He had this way of blurring professional boundaries, thinking every young woman was just waiting for a little office flirtation. He once said I was hard to catch. I pretended not to understand, sticking to the act of playing dumb.