Novel & Cerita The Lies He Told Me Series

-Bryant Delaquoi, the Marquess’s son? “What? Detained? why, did you tell a lie in the cave of ‘truth’.” I mocked. “Ehh.” He mumbled the rest, then proceeded with his statement, “if you do, I will consider it a personal favour, plus if you really want your memories back and a proper end to our deal, then..isn't it obvious what you have to do?” “Holy shit, it's in the name; how dumb can you be to tell a lie in the ‘cave of truth’?”

"Hopefully." He forced a smile. "I'll go now. Have a nice day," and he bade the both of them before leaving the house. Adelina stared at herself in the mirror. Was she wrong to have started this lie? Yes, she felt it. But she also thought it was the best way to forget him for good. Jonathan was always going to be the same arrogant, womanizer she had met a couple of years back and she felt stupid to have thought for a second, that he could change because of her. For her.

John had agreed very quickly and said he respected my choice, and that he did not like kids either. However, that was a lie from him, too. My mother held my hand tightly and looked at me in concern. She seemed like she was afraid I would be touched by John’s flowery words. However, they had underestimated my courage. I stared at him calmly. “John, stop lying to me. No matter what you say, you’ve broken the vow of our marriage. It’s over between us. “I’ll send you divorce papers through my lawyer.” John kept shaking his head.

I snapped. "I'm not talking about this little choice that you had to make." He clenched his jaw, "You lied to me. You've been lying to me all this time! I despise liars and you hid your identify from me. I opened up to you and what did you give me in return? Lies." "So? Everybody lies." I shrugged, trying to seem not affected by whatever he was telling me.

“Or maybe it’s all lies. Or maybe… maybe everything he said was right.” I stared at him, confused and scared. He turned back to me, his voice slow and heavy. “I know you want answers. And you deserve them. But the truth… the truth is painful. It’s hard to believe. I’m afraid if I tell you everything, you’ll see me differently. That you’ll hate me.” He looked down, then back at me again. “I’m afraid you’ll break your promise.”

But love born from a lie was still a lie. “I don’t know if I can believe you anymore,” I whispered, voice thick with tears. Before he could respond, my phone buzzed. A new message. “You're not the only one Damian’s lied to. Meet me. I have more answers.” Unknown number. I slowly looked up at Damian, whose eyes were already on the phone in my hand. Another secret. Another lie. And I wasn’t done digging.

"That is what I would've done. If you really wanted s^x that night, if you had told me the truth right there, that is what I would've done. I would've made sure to listen to you and make sure that you were okay. I would've been gentle, the same way I should've been before you were rushed to hospital for your endometriosis. I don't just f^ck, I worship too. I just need transparency from now on. No secrets or lies at all. I hate lies, I do have feelings too." "I promise this won't happen at all. That is everything that I lied about. You know about everything now," I said. He nodded, "Good, because now... I will show you just the way I would've worshiped every inch of your body, as if it was th

The security understood that these kids aren’t going to leave him unless he answers them. “You both are the poor dead girl’s friend. I will tell you what I know, but you need to swear you won’t research further about it. It’s the detective’s job,” he said sitting on a chair looking exhausted. “We won’t do any further research,” Tiffany assured him. Wes looked at her. She can guess what he’s thinking right now. ‘You are lying,’ ‘Lying is in everyone’s blood,’ Tiffany thought to herself and turned back at the security.

I said, trying to sound as calm as possible, but my voice still came out harsh. She froze, looking up at me from the doorway. "Yes?" "Where were you thiz morning t?" She blinked, then stepped in. "I was home. I went to bed early. You know that." "Really?" I raised the remote in my hand and clicked play. She stared at the screen. Her face was drained of color. I watched the exact moment the lie died in her throat. She didn’t say anything for a long time. "Why did you lie to me?" I asked quietly.

" I turned around and got out before my legs gave way. In the taxi again, I sat in silence. Tears streamed down my face as I stared blankly at the city lights. He didn't confess. But I saw it in his eyes. He knew something. He was lying. And I was going to make him tell me what.