Novel & Cerita The Wrong Heart

I decided to come back another day. … That evening, after I returned home, someone suddenly knocked on my door. When I opened it, I was shocked to see Poppy standing outside, her eyes red and swollen. The moment she saw me, she tried to kneel. I startled and quickly stepped aside. "What are you doing? Trying to set me up?" Poppy sobbed, "Please, bring everyone back. My boyfriend said he'll break up with me and kick me out unless you return." Her face was streaked with tears. "I was really wrong. I was too naive before. I didn't understand how important all of you were. Please forgive me for being immature. I've learned my lesson."

“I have no comment on slander. I think it’s disrespectful to everyone involved to keep entertaining baseless speculation. My engagement to Serena Hartwell is a matter of public record. I suggest we all move forward.” The flashes intensified. He didn’t flinch. Even as his soul splintered. He walked through the front doors of the Virelli estate like a man untouched, perfectly put together, exactly who Paolo Virelli needed him to be. But his heart? It was somewhere on a bench in a city far away. And it was still bleeding.

“Sigh, not only is he blind but there's a problem with his heart too.” A surge of frustration rocked through him. Problem of the heart? How could she twist his genuine confession like that? It did not end there. She threw another glance at him before shaking her head. “What's the use of having a man like this?” She was one who harbored bitter resentment thus she would not let any opportunity to mock him slip away. “Useless huh?” The man's eyes narrowed within seconds. He leaned forward out of the blue and locked his lips with hers.

During the holiday, my husband and I attended a free health screening organized by our local community clinic. The doctors diagnosed me with late-stage lung cancer. But after a follow-up examination, I learned the truth—the hospital had mixed up the test samples. The one who actually had lung cancer was my husband. We had always had a loving marriage, so I rushed home in tears. On the way back, I had already made up my mind to use every cent of my savings to pay for his treatment. But the moment I reached the door, I heard our son's worried voice from inside. "Dad, it's already late-stage cancer. Treatment is just going to be a money pit." I was about to push the door open and tell them

She kept begging, "Joseph, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Now, it's just the two of us in our family. We only have each other. Please forgive me. I'll obey your every command…" He did not look at her. He only talked to the bodyguards. "Bind her to the bed!" he ordered coldly. He took out a scalpel and slowly unbuttoned Yvette's shirt as she watched in terror. "This heart belongs to Wendy. You don't deserve it, so you should return it to her," he said. "No! Are you out of your mind? I'll die without this heart!" yelled Yvette. Yvette was finally afraid. She had always been adored by her brother.

“You heard me right. That's what I said. Keep calm and enjoy wealth. Do you lack anything in your life? Why should the DNA results you saw cause you to panic?” I asked. “Is the child going to take your place as the first wife? The answer is no! So what then is your problem? Keep shut,” I hollered. She seems betrayed and hurt. But I never betrayed her either. Everything happened by accident. I never knew when I impregnated that stranger. Called Sofia. It's a mistake. I think I was drunk.

"So you're not so perfect after all. You're just like me..." "I'm nothing like you." Rhys's voice is steel. "Because when I realized I was wrong, when I understood what I'd done, I didn't double down. I didn't try to justify it or blame her. I owned my mistake. And I've been trying to make it right ever since. That's the difference between us, Kevin. I can admit when I'm wrong. You can't." "Oh, how noble." Kevin's sarcasm is thick. "But here's the thing, little brother, you were right to doubt her. Charlotte is exactly what I always said she was. A manipulator. A user. A woman who'll do anything to get what she wants."

' If he doesn't want to, tie him up himself. Ethan Wharton shook his head and explained around Kristen Oliver's waist. 'It is rumored in the medical field and on the black market that there is a demon heart, which is a human heart cultivated with high technology. It can be repaired by itself according to the patient's physique, and there is no need for external maintenance in the later stage. If I can find it, maybe I won't have to change my heart. ' The expression on Kristen Oliver's face went from disbelief to ecstasy. 'Really?'

“We were good together. You know that. Whatever happened…” “Whatever happened?” I laughed, sharp and bitter. “You mean you cheating on me with someone I thought was your cousin m?” For a flicker of a second, his smile faltered, but then it was back, stronger, as if my anger was a hurdle he could leap over. “I made a mistake. I was stupid. And I’ve regretted it every day since. But you… you’re different with him.” I feigned ignorance. “With who?” “Adrian.” He said the name like venom, but dressed it in silk. “You think I didn’t see the news, the pictures, the way he parades you around the city?”