The Women Kristin Hannah Summary の小説・ストーリー

Alex's POV. I steered the sedan onto a quiet overlook, the city seemed distant, cold dream in the rearview mirror. I killed the engine. Silence rushed in, heavy and thick, until it was broken by the first jagged sound from the passenger seat. Hannah didn't just cry. She came apart. She was curled into herself, her forehead pressed against the window. It wasn't the soft, pretty sobbing you see in movies. It was raw. It was the sound of a woman who had been hit with a physical blow she didn't see coming.

Derek roared, cutting her off, “I see exactly what’s happening. You are just bitter Leah! We’ve been together for three years with no child and you just can’t stand the thought that someone else might be able to give me what you never could. That’s why you have all this resentment towards Chantelle. You’re so insecure and afraid that she can actually give me the child you never could, but I’ve had enough! She’s not your enemy, so just stop!” Leah froze, his words tearing through her like glass on skin. Derek’s words were sharp and cruel, breaking every last strand of hope she had for their relationship. Her whole body trembled, but she said nothing. She couldn’t. “Ahh, my leg.” Chantelle win

* *Sasha* Sasha went through her I*******m and all the post appearing on her news feed was about Hannah and describing how strong of a woman she is. "Hannah is really strong...thanks to Mr Clark for protecting her, now I regretted insulting her, I wish I can see her in person and apologize to her." A post reads. "It's not easy to be a woman, we have to go through all of these daily by jerks, I don't want to imagine how tough it must have been for Hannah, she is a superwoman and that man is disgusting, he should lose his license." Another and more tagged posts read. Sasha hissed and threw the phone

She bellowed without hesitation. Athena scoffed. "Ah, so this is really the reason why you keep on eyeing me, huh? You think of me as a simple woman who wished to be entangled with him for his money? It seems that my hidden motive has been discerned by you. Crystal clear." She sneered. "Most women are easy to read. You're no exemption." Hannah snorted. She had a smug smile on her face as he glanced at the man with a serious expression on his face. 'He would never stop hating you for this!' She thought it felt like celebrating.

Hannah had caught the director's favor and won her first leading role in a film because of her natural talent. Unfortunately, it seemed she would never have the chance to appear on the big screen and showcase that talent again. She'd given Dominic her final performance, playing the role of a selfish woman who cared only about profit and was willing to throw everything away, all for her daughter. But it didn't matter. She'd never cared about Dominic's opinion of her. All she wanted was to protect her child. Chloe could never fall into Dominic's hands, or else Hannah truly would have nothing left.

CRYSTAL "What do I want?" Hannah asked. Her face showed anger and viciousness as she glared at me. "You slutty bitch. You took my man from me!" She yelled. A frown settled on my face. I stepped closer to her and slapped her hard across the face. "You..." I slapped her again. "Crystal!" I slapped her for the third time. All eyes were on us at this point, but it didn't matter. I stepped even closer to her, and a smirk formed on my face.

he said firmly, addressing my family, his eyes narrowed with a fierce loyalty that struck me. He turned to guide me away, but then paused, looking back over his shoulder. “And one more thing, Hannah would never act condescending towards anyone. She even treats rats like they have human rights. So whoever set up that whole thing, just know that it doesn’t and would never stick. Not when I, Adam Kraven, am beside her.”

- Doc Matthew face Kristina then. " Because I wasn't lying. The trauma she's suffering from is so severe, Madame Antonia's conditioning to deep and ingrained. I'm not sure we'll ever completely get rid of it. " - Doc Matthew, added. Kristina Rewis head lowered, defeat destroying the glamour that wealth and power bought and reducing her into an old woman burdened with the weight of the world on her shoulders.

Naomi had been restless since the scene at the warehouse. Her mind kept fighting itself…Kristen could never do this… she’s not capable of such a thing, she told herself again and again. But no matter how hard she tried to deny it, the image she had seen kept flashing before her eyes, and every thought pointed back to one terrifying possibility… Kristen had done it. The moment Naomi heard Kristen’s car entering the compound, she stood up quickly and rushed out of her room. She hurried down the stairs, desperate to catch her before she disappeared into her bedroom. Luckily, as she reached the last step, the front door opened and Kristen had just stepped inside.

Kristin gasped and flinched away. Luca froze. "Kristin… what are you hiding?" Before she could answer, nausea slammed into her like a wave. Her stomach twisted violently, and without warning, she shoved him aside and ran to the bathroom. She barely made it before she collapsed in front of the toilet, emptying her stomach. Luca stood frozen in the doorway. His entire expression shifted—from frustration to realization. "Kristin," he said, his voice eerily calm. "Tell me the truth." She wiped her mouth, panting. "I—"