Novel & Cerita The Villainess Doesn't Need A New Husband

Of course, the money would be insufficient for that person. Mr. Smith didn't know him, but he knew he wasn't someone to provoke. The man appeared to be very impressive. He exuded an extremely powerful aura. His men appeared to be mercenaries to the point of eliminating all of his men scattered throughout the villa. He's tortured and touched that terrifying man's wife! You avaricious old lady! In his heart, he cursed Mrs. Zoe. How can she give him someone else's wife? And Yuriel's husband would now do the math with him.

Her father had raised her alone after her mother had died after rogue wolves had attacked their pack. Her father had been so disappointed in her. But he didn't abandon her, he still came to give her food every day. He assured her that he would talk to Jax and get her released so they could leave the pack together. She cleaned her tears, she didn't deserve such love and loyalty from him. "Look how far the mighty has fallen" two female werewolves passed her, one of them looked at the disdainfully. "She was always acting like she was better than everyone else because she was betrothed to Alpha Jax. Look at her now, a common slave" the other one replied.

“We don’t need any introduction.” Her laugh was low and sweet, like poisoned honey. “You look too pretty to be a villain.” “Wouldn’t you love to know what a pretty villain can do?” I shot back. Her eyes narrowed, but her smile didn’t falter. “I don’t care. You’re just a needy bitch.” My brows arched. “And who’s a needy bitch?” “A cheap woman who tries to rub herself against another woman’s man.” I laughed softly, leaning closer to the bars. “Funny, because that man you’re trying so hard to marry… he’s already arched my waist and groaned in my ear while I made him lose control.”

I can't be separated from him again "you don't love him so why?" "Its his punishment for being a betrayer. I plan to make the world see him as a villain. A husband who brutally neglected, cheats and divorced his wife leaving her with no choice but to commit suicide," she licked her lips with a fake pity pout "sad isn't it?" "You won't get away with this!"

If you’ll attend her show. Of course. Of course they’d figured it out. The narrative was already forming. I could see it: Billionaire CEO’s discarded wife rises from ashes to build fashion empire. The wronged woman. The phoenix. The revenge story everyone loved. And I’d be cast as the villain. The man who threw away a diamond to chase after glass. Another text. Vivian this time. **Vivian:** *Just saw something interesting. Call me.* I called. She answered immediately.

I am going to die without anyone caring about what happened to me. ‘Who am I kidding? The villainess will never get a good ending… No matter what. Someone like me can’t have one. It will always end the same for me. Always going to have a bad ending. Even if… Even if I wanted a different one this time… I wanted things to be different…’

Vessa is the only host the pearl has not finished, and she is sitting at the foot of an empty cairn, and the pearl in my chest does not like being looked at by a woman who escaped it. "Why are you sad, Vessa." "Because you are about to do what I did. And I cannot stop you. I am only allowed to warn." "Tell me what you did." She tells me. Without flourish, without the long pauses of Morrigwen, without any of the stagecraft I have come to expect from the dead. She had been refusing food for nine days. The Salt Throne had laid a tax on her village that ate the harvest before the harvest could be eaten by anyone, and Vessa had been sitting in the village square refusing the small meals her siste

The universe really said expectations versus reality that all her expectations really went down the drain with her standards. She was given romance with the villain. The villain who is the devil she signed a contract with. The villain who is sleeping soundly on her chest right now. The villain named Navier. Now, dating the villain doesn’t seem so bad… or is it?

"You're delusional. I will never be yours. I'd rather die." "Oh, don’t say that. You haven’t seen what I can do. I can break everyone around you, one by one. And in the end, you'll come to me willingly." I forced a smile. "You don’t know me, Orlov. If you think bending me to your will will be easy... then you’re dealing with the wrong woman." He leaned in, his eyes locked onto mine. "You think you're playing me, don't you?" "Do I look like someone who’s playing?" I smiled bitterly. "You trapped me. You shackled me. You're trying to annul my marriage. This sounds more like the plot of a desperate villain than a brilliant strategist."

’ “I came here to tell you that I took my revenge to Isa.” My husband stared back at me with a frown. I met his gaze. “She embarrassed me in front of everyone I can’t let it slide. So, as my revenge, I locked her inside and alone in that cave.” His eyes widened, staring at me like I’m some kind of weirdo passing by. “W-What did you say?” he asked in dumbfounded tone. “Just like the past, I am the villain,” I said. “So, what will you do? Will you stay with me or save your princess?”