This Is Why I Hate You Onision Novels & Stories

“Why…would I hate you? You are the only one I practically speak so much to in your family.” “You only like me because I’m younger than you, Elara. You think I’m a kid,” he hesitated. “If I grow much older, then…you’d probably hate me too, isn’t it?” “I wouldn’t,” I said instantly. “I have no reason to hate you.” He stared at me and for a second in Alex’s playful eyes, I thought I saw sadness. Why? My tongue ran over my lower lip. “Fine, deal. It’s not like I have anything to lose anyway, but you? I would definitely make sure you have something to lose.”

“Then you know why I can never forget.” Isadora nodded, barely holding herself together. “But I forgive you,” Noel said. Everyone stared. Noel’s lips trembled. “Because I love my daughter, and she asked for this. Because I’ve been given a new life, a family who gave me everything I never thought I deserved. And holding onto hate when I’ve got that? That would make me just like you.” Isadora broke. Fully. Sobbing, collapsing into Leontis’s arms. Alina was already weeping silently.

Then a thought crossed Monique's mind, and she gasped and sprang up in a flash. “Don't tell me that bastard cheated on you with some girl” Ashley looked up at her. “Cheated?” she hiccuped. “That would have been better, Monique, cheating would have been better” Monique's brows furrowed, she doesn't seem to understand her best friend anymore. “What do you mean? Why would you say Nike cheating on you would have been better?” “Nike is gone, Monique, he's gone…" “What?!” Monique exclaimed. “He left the country?”

‘What did you say? ‘I am in love with Danial, Catherine... but he doesn't love me because he loves you... did you know, for a year without you? Just him and me? Those were the happiest days of my life, I... Danial is perfect and my everything... I don't know when it happened but I know... I know I love him...' ‘I don't know why he love you, why he... he fell for you instead of me... I don't know, one day I woke up hating you because of it. After that I always hated you.'

I raked my hair and heaved a frustrated sigh. “She will think that I abandoned them.Ariana will think that I hated her.I'm afraid that her attitude towards me will change when she finds out.”Fear crept in my heart when I gave it a thought. Normally,I don't care if someone hates me or not but when it comes to Ariana,I was scared when the thought of her hating me for being a bad father crossed my mind. Leon patted my right shoulder then gave it a tight squeeze. “You need to relax man.”He said.I couldn't help it but wondered how I was supposed to relax in such a situation.

"I want MY life! My crappy apartment with the dripping tap and the mattress on the floor and the lightbulb that flickers! That's MY life! I BUILT that! With my hands! With my sweat! With nothing! And it's MINE! And you just — you just waltzed in and took it from me like it was nothing because to you it IS nothing! Everything I've worked for — every sacrifice‚ every double shift‚ every meal I skipped — it's all nothing to a man who can buy a building before lunch!" I was sobbing now. Ugly‚ heaving sobs that I couldn't control. I pressed my hands over my face and cried into them and I hated that he was watching and I hated that I couldn't stop. "I hate you‚" I said into my hands. "I hate you s

he said smoothly, "even when it’s locked from the inside." He clicked his tongue. "I thought you were smart enough to know that, Ivy." My fists clenched. I hated how he said my name like it was a joke. I hated how my desperation amused him. I hated everything about him. With mocking ease, he added, "Calling someone who answers to me… to betray me? That was bold. Stupid, but bold." "I hate you," I muttered, my voice trembling. He adjusted his cufflink, gaze cool. "Save your hate and your energy for tomorrow."

I growled, staring deep into his eyes, giving him a choice to hate me or love me. . . . Ray's P. O. V Hate me... The word resounded me in my ears a thousand times. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't see myself hating her. It was impossible. " I can't..." I muttered, still looking at her. " What did you say?" She asks me, her voice coming out as a whisper. " I can't.... Do it..... I can't hate you. I don't know how to." I said again, strongly this time, begging and hoping she'll understand. Then all of a sudden, she started hitting me in every place that was available.

I asked, raising my brows at the delusional man. Cedric clenched his jaw. He was controlling himself from snapping at me. I didn't want him to control himself. I wanted him to snap at me so that I could at least have a good reason to kill him. That man was testing my patience— a patience that I barely have.

Rion didn’t feel relieved at all. Did he feel that way because he wished for a worse death for Aiden? He wondered in his mind. “What do you mean?” “I don’t know either. He died in front of my eyes, but I didn’t feel relieved at all. Maybe because I hate him so much that death and whatever torture I give him were not enough. My heart will never be satisfied,” Rion replied. His hatred for Helen, Aiden, and everyone involved in the conspiracy that framed Rose and Lucas would never subside, even if all of them were dead.