Novel & Cerita What Happens To Aiden In Revenge

If you have forgotten or are intending to return to that girl, then step over her body first. "I don't mean what you're thinking. What are you thinking of doing to avenge our daughter? She also has a child so I'm afraid..." He was afraid that Joy would be hurt by what the adults did and the boy did nothing guilty. Moreover, if Joy is really your child, what should you do for your child? He shouldn't have had anything to do with that girl in the past, but now his family doesn't have to deal with such heartbreak. No matter what he said, it was too late to turn back, but now he could do what he felt was right. He was wrong before, but now he can't be wrong anymore, he's just worried about Joy.

His son has paid for his crimes and yet he kept coming after me in anger. Jeremy sneaked back to their territory, and that was when we discovered that Aiden wasn’t dead after all. He fed his dad with information about Jeremy and me, in return, he gets to keep his life. But that doesn’t mean that he got away with his crimes. He was still punished for his crimes, he was whipped and tortured for his treachery. And if he helps to get back their money, then his life would be spared and he will be welcomed back into the family and his position as heir would be given back to him. But that is only if he is able to find me and get back the money.

“I wanted my pound of flesh. I wanted to hurt her the way she hurt me. And what better way to do that than to sleep with the man she loved the most. To seduce her father and fuck him just when she thought I forgave her.” He was nothing but a weapon for my revenge. Aiden’s eyes darkened. His fingers flexed slightly around my neck, not choking me this time, but holding me in place. Keeping me from running away. “So you never felt a single thing for me?” he asked, hot minty breath fanning my face. “Nothing at all?” I looked at him like he suddenly sprouted two heads. What did he want me to feel for him then? If Noel hadn’t done what he did, I never would have wanted to find a way to hurt my fri

He concluded with an icy cold tone. Justin turned his gaze from his father to the assembled faces in the room, acknowledging, "You're correct, Father. I chose to remain hidden after recovering, aiming to uncover the identity of the culprit and equip myself better to prevent a recurrence. However, I must admit, the individual who orchestrated the attack was adept at covering their tracks, leaving little trace."

As Aiden scored one last time right before the game ended, the gym erupted into cheers thrilled from their victory. Aiden looked as if he was about to collapse on spot. He was panting hard, his legs felt like noodles but his anger had boiled for too long to the point it made him look like he was going to commit murder. Nobody dared approach him to celebrate the victory. So immersed in anger, Aiden wasn't in the mood to celebrate at all. Instead, he wanted revenge. Thinking this way, he wiped his forehead with his forearm and rushed to Ryder whose eyes left the phone screen only now that the game was over. She was looking at him with a smile on her face, understanding from the crowd that they

Aiden was certain he would die in his hands. "Please…. I am still here, father. How would she…. How would she ever look at you again knowing…. you killed her father?" Aiden was trying every card he could use and although he didn't notice it, his words had some effect on Kade. A flicker, almost invisible, but it was there. "Next time. Next time you try as much as lay your hands on Celine, death would be a mercy to you." "Thank you…. Thank you." There was no doubt that he thought he had fully escaped Kade's wrath. Relief washed over his face so quickly it was almost pitiful. But Kade crouched down before him and his eyes widened at the terror of what he was about to do.

She gripped the tablecloth tightly, forcing out each word: "But I don't want them to collapse over a single phone call from you. If they die too easily, what is the point of this revenge? I want them to experience losing everything slowly, piece by piece, exactly what they did to my family." Aiden stared straight into her eyes, falling silent for a few seconds. Looking at the fire of hatred scorching inside that fragile, wounded frame, a secret pang of heartache brushed through his mind, only to be instantly cast aside by his rationality. Quickly pulling himself together, he leaned back into his chair and raised his wine glass, masking his true self behind a proud, approving smirk: "Very cle

"Calm down. Aiden went to help Caleb oversee the clearing and burning of the dead. He was out for two days but he is as good as new now, he will return soon." I slumped in bone-deep relief. We had all impossibly survived River's endgame. Now the true healing could begin. I pressed fervent thanks into Jayden's palm, emotion still too raw for words. But his thumb brushing my cheek spoke understanding. We were together. All else could be rebuilt in time. Eventually Aiden ducked through the tent flap, equal parts battle grime, weariness and elation written across his features. But his fatigued eyes lit up seeing Jayden supported upright and me beside him whole.

His father's eyes were icy cold, and he replied, "Your apology is cheap, and I will never forgive you for being rude to my wife and me. I had never raised my voice to my father, even if he was wrong. It is clear to me that I failed to raise you well. I want to teach you a lesson that you will never forget. Pack your things and go out of my company. You are fired. I will stop all the allowances, and you are banned from all the Martins businesses." Tears streamed down Aiden's face. He felt abandoned, and his heart was overwhelmed with bitterness. Something snapped inside his heart and he said, "Mr Martins, please tell your precious daughter that I will avenge my mother for killing her child."

But these people took him away before I could even do half of what I planned. Aidan wasn’t just my brother; he was my father, my mother, and everything to me. He made me feel like I still had people who cared about me. He was the best person I ever had in my entire life. His death shook me to the core. I lost hope in a lot of things, and the one thing that had kept me going was getting revenge, getting the same kind of revenge on the one who took him away from me. I wasn’t just going to make the person pay, but also everyone around them. Every single person close to them must pay for what they did. I would take not just one person away but every single one of them.