The Viscount Who Loved Me Wikipedia Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Besides, I don't want to sound… desperate.” She gave me a look. “You are desperate. You want him. You LOVE him. And, my personal favorite, you confessed to him.” A smug grin appeared. “I think it is fair to say that he has already seen all your cards, and he is not running away. That's a good sign.” I grabbed my glass and muttered, blushing, “He hasn't seen all my cards…” She chuckled. “Yeah, as if not seeing THAT could change anything.” She leaned forward and locked her eyes on me. “Call. Him.”

she whispers asks. (A/N: After a long time of not seeing, royalty gets kissed on the knuckles as a greeting) "What?" I push her away. "Your baker. I know all the gossip." she snickers. I roll my eyes, "Alright… Viscountess, this is my lover, Micah. And Micah, this is Viscountess Tessa. The daughter of my father's childhood friend. She has half the human brain and is dumb in general. Better ignore her." I introduce them to each other.

I should have known that he'd try to harm Emberly, my wife, my first and last love. Yes, she's my love, my first love. She healed me, healed me from all the pain and misery I've felt. Melissa was nothing but a temporary attraction for me. What's true love is I understood only after Emberly. I felt pain and my heart felt like it would stop beating just with the thought of something bad going to happen with Emberly. That day when I saw her with my cousins, I have to admit I was jealous. I couldn't see any other man touching her. I've never felt these emotions before for someone, not even for Melissa but only for Emberly.

“You’re destroying me yourself if you go through with this. Do you even hear yourself? You’d rather shackle me to a man I don’t love than see me live honestly?” He leaned forward, his eyes like daggers. “You think love matters? Love is for peasants. The only thing that matters in this world is power and money. You're lucky Rourke has both.” “I don’t want his power. I don’t need his money.” She screamed. “I want my life. That is all I ask. If you force me into this marriage Father, you’ll lose me forever. I promise you that.” Her words were not just a promise. It was a warning.

He walked over to my bed and slapped me, hard. "You're awake, right? Drop the act. We all know they gave you something to keep you conscious." He looked down at me, smug and satisfied. "So? Not fun, is it? Getting turned into half a man. I heard they wrecked your arms and legs, too. That's rough." I forced my eyes open and stared at him. "Even like this… Janice still won't divorce me and marry you." Tim was obsessed with her. Anyone could see it.

And a gnawing emptiness that no amount of success could fill. If Vida Elene Moretti had even a drop of their blood… My phone buzzed. “Mr. Dravik?” My assistant, Mr. Johnson, came through the line. “I have the documents you requested on Ms. Vida Elene Moretti. Shall I bring them in?” “Now,” I said, my tone sharper than intended. Minutes later, the door clicked open. Johnson walked in, immaculate as always, black suit, polished shoes, not a strand of hair out of place. He set a folder on my desk.

“I never loved Caspian,” Visenya confessed. “I mean… not in that way. I was never in love with anyone. I waited an entire decade... ten long, lonely years, rejecting the advances and affections of countless suitors, all because I wanted my mate... I wanted you. And then one day, you appeared out of nowhere... like you were back from the dead. I felt your pain; it was like a symphony of shattered glass, each shard piercing my soul with its haunting melody. And I thought, maybe I could be there for you, a comforting shoulder to lean on, and in time, my love could heal your broken heart. But you didn’t want my love; you didn’t want any part of me. You wanted revenge, and you were crueler than I

Her vulnerability was the key to his happiness. All he ever wanted from her was trust and dependency, but Catherine was never one to depend on someone else. His love, slowly became an obsession. After all the tears that had passed, he refused to give up, claiming Catherine was his true love cut short. That’s why he was so angry at Adam and Ruby, this revenge plot was just to satisfy himself. He knew they would never figure out that he was the who threw them under the bus. He didn’t even feel an ounce of guilt knowing fully well that in six months they would launch another brand.

And I couldn't blame a sweet and kindhearted girl on the way she sees the world in her perspective, I just got caught off guard by how bold that statement was. "Eh, don't act shy about that! I know what girls like! I'm a girl too! And even if we don't say it, it's a big plus points if he got money on his pockets, love alone isn't enough sometimes..." She nudged me and then turn the magazine to it's next page and a girl with her arms clinging on Trevor was display, he was wearing a short white dress and it's like they're depicting a pure young love. "It's Yuna..." Lucia muttered.

Richard protested immediately after she dropped her statement. "I can't remember loving you, I think I was confused the day I asked you out and I am only realizing now that it was all a mistake," he stopped his lips when she was about to take a sip of her drink as her wine spilled on her blue gown. Rebecca's heart shattered at Richard's statement as she saw the lack of remorse in his eyes. He was her pride and almost all her friends had known that she was dating the perfect Richard Robertson, who is the owner of the famous SBE wine corporation. If they get separated her dreams will be shattered. She hesitated, pondering if they had run into any conflict in the past or recently but there was