To Avenge My Ex, I Married A Tycoon Mga Nobela at Kwento

Apart from fulfilling physical needs or visiting the manor where his grandfather stayed with her, he never came home to her. She had always been left alone in the empty villa, abandoned like a lost soul. "I won't eat it!" Christopher threw the cake to the floor, his voice cold and devoid of warmth. "Melody, did you really think marrying me would elevate your status? I'm warning you, I married you just to make Grandpa happy. If someone else had saved Grandpa back then, I would’ve married that person just the same!" From a pauper in the slums to the person she had become now, he knew all too well about Melody’s intentions.

I told her, confident even though I had no plans about what I wanted to do. Brie’s eyes widen with concern. She took my hands in a firm grip and shook me. “Lucy, let it go. Revenge is never a good thing. You already got your divorce, and you moved countries. I thought you wanted to move on and start over. What is this sudden addiction to revenge since you set eyes on Kilein? It was never the plan.” “Well, it’s the plan now. I’m not changing my mind. Either you help me or leave me to do it alone,” I said firmly with a huff.

“What would you have me do, come on?” “Really? It was not even like he was entirely wrong! You have refused to marry me legally ever since you have divorced her. You kept giving ridiculous excuses that you didn’t want to rush things as you just left a marriage and it would not look good for me, but look at her! Did you see her back there?! She fucking married another person a day after she left and she does not look like she was regretting shit at all!” “You know I am doing this for you. For us. You are taking this way too personally.”

“It didn't say I had to die.” “I paid you extra for the death, didn't I?” “You did.” The man shrugged. “But all I'm saying is... you can still pay me more. You can do better.” He chuckled. “You're a billionaire after all.” “And the only reason I stay a billionaire,” Victor replied without emotion, “is because I don't let lazy pieces of shit blackmail me.” “Well...” the man leaned back comfortably. “I can always go find your wife and tell that poor girl you tricked her.”

He agreed to accept me into his family by getting one of his sons married to me. I prayed desperately it shouldn’t be Vincenzo, but Dad broke the news to me a few hours after the Bratva’s reply that my husband would be Vincenzo. The man who caused icy coldness teased over my skin and fear crawled up my throat. Out of anger, I grabbed my laptop and began to hack my way into the firewall of his new security company as a revenge. If I was going to marry him, I should at least get my revenge. Coming to think of it, he didn’t hit me or anything, but I felt the need to torture him a bit for accepting me as his wife.

Apparently, during which Asher went through an emotional roller coaster and had to make the decision of his life, he had to make that choice between how he is feeling about her wife at the moment or to focus on his revenge for whatever she did in the past. She silently went to her room and started sobbing, she couldn't help but to recall how happy life she was living before, though she was middle class, she was studying on scholarships, earning for her food but at least she wasn't a slave and now he is not leaving any opportunity to ruin her and she is also keeping mum until she gets fine. She cursed the day when she put ointment on his hand when her friend burnt him with hot coffee. She def

This unresolved case from the past had overtaken everything else, igniting a fire of curiosity and fury he could no longer restrain. Axton sped toward a middle-class residential area on the outskirts of the city. The place where the mother of his former secretary—and former mistress—lived. Axton’s relationship with Moreen had long since fallen apart, especially after the incident several months ago when Axton had nearly died. When he was at his lowest point and completely bankrupt, Moreen had heartlessly abandoned him, distancing herself as though Axton were disgusting trash. Yet after he managed to rise again, reclaim his position, and now lead Laga Group with far greater power, Moreen sudd

If they were given the choice again, they would not agree to accept this job. A man spoke up angrily, his eyes staring at the seriously injured car in front. The distance between them was not too far, only a few hundred meters apart, he said. “What a bastard! Hiring a killer to kill his ex-wife to seize her property, I have never met a bastard like him. If he hadn’t offered me three times the usual amount, I wouldn’t have taken the job.” As he was cursing Andy angrily, another car quickly appeared, a strange man drove towards them, then the two men got into the car and drove away. On the way, they called Andy to report the situation and said.

"He wants to be part of your life now. Part of Ava's life. I think I'm entitled to understand what kind of man does that to someone he claims to love." The truth sits in my throat like broken glass. I set down the glass with exaggerated care, buying myself three seconds to find words that don't sound hollow. "The kind of man who was twenty-seven and terrified. My father said marrying Elena meant losing everything he'd built. I couldn't figure out how to be the son he wanted and the man she deserved. So I ran." "What about now?" Patricia's tone could freeze water. "What's different?" "I am." "That's not an answer."