They Hated Him For He Told The Truth นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Because even though I hated him, I couldn’t hate him because we were blood right? Now that I knew the truth, I didn't know what I felt. There came a sense of relief, a sense of freedom. But with it was… “I hated him.” I spoke out. All that was there was silence. I needed an outlet, a way to let out the thunderstorm in my mind. So I continued. “I hated him more than anything for how he treated me.” “I knew the way he treated me was wrong, but I loved him regardless. Because he was my father. How could I hate him?”

"I shouldn't have gone out. Not when I knew that someone could have recognized me. I know you hate me but-" "I don't hate you," he shook his head, a wisp of his hair falling onto his face. He pushed it back almost immediately. "Hate is strong feeling. I've ever only hated one person in my entire life." His eyes were steady, and for the first time, open and truthful. I knew who he was talking about, of course. He was talking about my father. Although, it was a small relief that he didn't hate me. I didn't want anyone hating me.

They had been together for nine months, yet he didn’t know what she hated the most. She hated lies. She hated being kept in the dark. She desired truth. Even if it would hurt, sting, and break her till she was numb and could no longer feel herself, she would still prefer to be told the truth. She had lived all her life in lies and deceit. She needed someone—just one person—to be real with her. Just when she was already considering giving him a chance, just when her heart was inching closer to his, he was asking for the death of their child to be kept away from her.

To turn you against me. Congratulations, it worked, but why? He rubs his hand through his unkempt hair while saying, "I told you, it's complicated. "I won't forgive you if you don't tell me," you said. He sighs and shrugs, followed by a tightening of his eyes. Not okay, no. What can I do, nerd, to stop your hatred for me? "Be truthful and open with me." It's not that. "Why?" "Because it's a mess and you don't need to know about that garbage," she replied.

I spat in annoyance, knowing full well that would make him angry. I could see the hurt in his eyes. As much as he wouldn’t want to believe it, he knew I was telling the truth. His eyes darkened as he looked at me. “Is that why you forced yourself on him? Because of the bond, you bastard? Do you think he would love you for what you did? He hates you more, and that was why he left.”

“I can’t—because it’s you. Because I saw the truth about your mother, and I can’t erase it from my mind. I saw your pain. That was when the realization hit me.” “What realization? “The lies I always tell myself—that I hate the way you laugh, I hate the way you look at me, I hate your goddamn scent, I hate it when you're not around me, when you disregard my feelings, I hate the way you talk to me, I hate it when you stare, and when you read my mind—-i hate it so much that it makes me sick!” Her voice shatters. She bites her lip hard, her body trembling. “But mostly I hate the fact that I don't hate you, not even close, not even at all.”

His voice was hard. "You think I wouldn't know? The real thing is that I don't know why you lied against Eric. And I'm starting to doubt who is hating who," I revealed. He regarded me for a moment. "I don't understand what you are talking about. What do you mean by hating?" I rolled my eyes and sat. " You refused to show me who you really were because you knew it would show me the truth." Hardin didn't say a word. But his expression showed how shocked he was.

He was weak and proud and also quite arrogant and he was my greatest nemesis. I didn't like any single thing about him because he was so fake and nothing seemed transparent about him and I trusted nothing about him and that was what insinuated my hatred for him because he didn't know what he was doing or what was wrong either. I just hated his guts so badly. I was going to make sure I destroy every single thing that happens to them.

She told me with burning hatred in her eyes. "You are such a pathetic liar, you never spill out the whole truth, another reason why I can never be yours, here you are painting me as a bad person to your own favour, you won't tell them the reason why I started disliking you was when I found my mate and you killed her in cold blood." As soon as the words spilled out of his mouth, he realized what he has just said and I was left in utmost shock, it was as if they thought they were the only ones in the room and they were free to reveal multiple secrets.

He was believing she would leave him alone in the end but still was doing everything which would continue to tie her with him for the rest of their lives? “Yes, I am not capable of watching you in pain and I have no intention of hiding that thing anymore from you or anyone else,” he uttered, honestly because he was fed up, forcing himself to believe that he hated her but the truth was the total opposite of it and they both knew about it.