Novel & Cerita The Life She Was Given

She had lost everything and was even wrongly imprisoned. In this life not only would she be Xavier's wife for the rest of his life, but she would also take back her pride and everything else she once lost. She would not allow herself to be used by anyone again never!. But right now, the biggest difficulty was she remembered that in her past life, after last night Xavier rarely returned to the their home. The last time she saw him was the day she woke up after attempting suicide and as she wished he left the divorce papers by her bedside and completely disappeared from her life.

This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead. Her thoughts continued to pour into my mind, sending a chill down my spine. So she had been reborn as well, and somehow, I had gained the ability to hear other people’s thoughts. In my previous life, I married Arnold and lived what everyone believed was a happy, enviable life. He was gentle, attentive, and never raised his hand against me. Wherever I went, he accompanied me, showering me with care and romance.

When I was newly pregnant with Ricky, she forced me to get up before dawn every single day to cook and do laundry for her. If I hadn't slipped by the river and nearly miscarried, her torment of me wouldn't have let up. After I finally gave birth and was still recovering during my postpartum month, she forced me to stand in the bone-chilling stream every day to hand-wash her clothes. Since then, whenever the weather turned even a little damp or cold, my joints ached with a grinding pain that no medicine could ease. When Terence faced the grim, intimidating group, a wave of dizziness washed over him.

She needed care and someone to be there. I stood by her hospital bed, watching as she lay there helplessly. I wanted so badly to hold her, but my hand just passed through hers. I couldn't touch her. "The elderly need care. How could no one be looking after her? If the neighbor hadn't found her, she could've died from blood loss," the doctor scolded Caleb. She had no idea the man she was talking to was the Alpha of the entire pack. "Sorry. I've been busy lately," Caleb said.

An unscrupulous company discharges toxic wastewater into the river, causing my whole family to be poisoned because we rely on that river for survival. Everyone in my family, including my aunts and uncles, lives in the same village. We're all waiting for an urgent antidote delivery to save our lives. My boyfriend is Harrison Somers, and his company is the only one with the antidote. So, I ask him for it. He agrees to come but doesn't show up after a long time. Ultimately, my family members die after being tormented by the toxic wastewater because they don't have the antidote. Meanwhile, Harrison shows up at the hospital with his childhood sweetheart because she accidentally sliced her fin

Isabella’s POV This was definitely the best moment of my life yet. Everything was going so well. TraceGuard had sold out. Mira was getting more beautiful and smarter. Life was so good, and now it was even better with my best friend, Nora, in it. Plus, I needed a bit of distraction and readiness before I started executing everything I had planned. She saved my life seven years ago. It wasn’t a bad idea to call her that. Or was it?

There's no way I can tell her or anyone what I have planned and why. Before her, there was no question as to where my life was headed. Nothing stood in the way of what I had to do; I've always known what that was and never regretted or resented my life. I saw each day as a blessing, every good thing was something the bastard seed of a monster should be grateful for, and I never asked for nor looked for more. But she makes me want more.

She picked it up, looking at each page quietly. "I thought so." She took the file, and threw it away. "It's empty. Just blank pages. All except this one." She held up a sheet of paper that read: Welcome to our family Asoka. You are now Asoka Carter. This is my mother and father. Learn to handle them. You will be treated as my child, not my servant. I hope you will grow to love us. I was shocked. Treated as his child? Why his child? I was a mortal. I must have shown my surprised because the queen came up to me, kind and slowly this time.

Life didn't use to be this hard for her, not until that stupid robbery happened. After unpacking for a while, she decided to take a little break. Good thing the next day was a Sunday, more time for herself. She placed her fleshy butt on the extremely soft couch and sipped on the orange juice straight from the box, laughing at a memory of her "friend" telling her the exact words "drinking from the box directly is bad, you don't know how many hands it passed through". She was glad that whoever killed that girl did or she would've done it herself. She held that much hate and envy in her heart for that girl.

"Kid? Oh, he's the Harris family's golden boy, alright. He knew his stepmom was the black sheep, and that he could be as mean as he wanted to her without anyone batting an eye. "And so your darling son, when Emma was at her lowest, shattered her will to hang on." "I had no idea, I swear I didn't know she was ill, that those goldfish were so important to her," Chester sobbed uncontrollably. "How could you be clueless?" I snapped, staring him down. "Weren't you aware of her life with the Harrises? She was called Mrs. Harris, but no one gave her the time of day, cared about how she felt. Even the fancy clothes and jewels in the closets were just for show, on loan to make her look the part.