Novel & Cerita Two Wrongs Make One Right

"If he figures out I'm not you, you'll be in trouble too." "Fine. What did we leave out, Andrea?" "The fact that I'm still a virgin." "Bloody hell! Why are you still a virgin, Andrea? Why?" "Because not everyone allows every man who winks at them access to their body," I deadpanned. "And where has your holier-than-thou attitude gotten you? An unrecorded crime, a godforsaken apartment in a wretched neighborhood, and a monster for a husband. My only advice is to pretend you aren't a virgin. Take the pain, no matter how badly it hurts. Now, goodbye."

*** It isn't simple at all. Looking at the tall building in front of me, I decide it's a bad idea to even drive here in the first place. This isn't right. This is all too wrong and it's messing with my head. That night wasn't supposed to happen. I wasn't supposed to find him attractive and even allowed him to give me multiple orgasms in one night but here I am, smiling at the memory and liking every bit of it. As much as I would like to do it again. I remind myself why I can't. Why this is wrong and very inappropriate and so unlike me. I am now his professor and he's likely my student and he's also my client. My big break.

I said sheepishly I hate this version of him He carried on to 4 more questions and to be honest, all of them got wrong because of the idiot steps I took. In one of them, I wrote 3 instead of √3 in the final step. I got the squares wrong and many more small mistakes leading to the many wrong answers. " Pete, now that you know where you went wrong. You can serve me 5 minutes in the corner for these wrong answers and another 2 minutes for the silly mistakes... So in total, seven minutes there." He ordered strictly

"Stop acting. If you're going to put on a show, don't do it on my doorstep. It’s bad luck. The energy from a severed bond only affects the two who were bonded. She's not even worthy of feeling it." Ethan’s eyes were like ice. "Scarlett Hayes, do you think everyone's as cold-hearted and ruthless as you, throwing your family's weight around? Don't you know some wolves are fragile? A shock like this can actually damage their soul!"

Just lay there, staring at the orange inferno as the roof caved in, the building that had been Paolo’s grave and nearly theirs reduced to rubble and flame. Rhea rolled to her knees, coughing, bruised but alive. Her eyes locked on the blaze, her voice low and furious. “He slipped us again.” Julian dragged in a rattling breath, every muscle trembling. “Not… forever.” He spat blood into the dirt, eyes narrowing even as the fire painted his face in hellish light. “He thinks he’s untouchable… but he just made one mistake.” Rhea glanced at him, brow furrowed. “What mistake?”

•A MISTAKE• There are always two things to compare. One is always bad and one is always good but it also depends on the person's priority, where we can't decide who is right or who is wrong. Then it's destiny. To some people one is evil and one is the lesser evil. To some people one is good and one is lesser good. It's your choice what side you choose. It's always the choice.

“If I just rape and murder one of his women, all will be right in the world again. Justice will be served. And wasn’t it just handy you were the bitch who got me arrested on the very night I came up with the idea? And that I got a brief glimpse of your name and address on one of the witness reports in the file they had open when I signed my bond paperwork to get out of jail. It was as if destiny was telling me what to do, demanding what I do.” I whimpered and my bottom lip trembled. There was so much I wanted to say to him: Two wrongs didn’t make a right. I hadn’t been the one to kill his mother, so revenge really wouldn’t be served if he hurt me. There would be no justice in this.

The room was silent, with the chairman and others lacking an explanation. Felix’s anger was palpable as he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. His body tensed, with visible veins bulging in his neck. Sweat flooded out of his body, soaking his clothes until they were wet. Fraser’s gaze drifted away from the others as he spoke. “If no one has insight, then both actions stand equally justified—or unjustified,” He paused, his words hanging in the air for a moment. “The saying goes that two wrongs don’t make a right, but in this case, it seems both parties are on an equal footing. Let’s drop it and move on.”

I shouldn’t be playing the victim here, but I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to tell him that he hurt me first, and I did the same by lying to him most of the time, so let’s settle the score, but I couldn’t. After all, two wrongs don't make a right. I hoped he would stop me from leaving when I reached the door, but again, nothing happened. I turned around and looked at him. He was observing my move.

My answer is yes. I have made a mistake, but is that not what life is all about? You do and learn, then you do it over again and maybe the second time you would do it right. Who said that my first shot at love will be made on the right decisions? Life is all about second changes, should I get my second chance, I think even though I really messed up, I do deserve it. Now you might think that I don't but the truth is, don't you believe you deserve another shot at something?