Novel & Cerita Why Not Rather Be Wronged

“That is a piece of good news, but, why is Louis trying to make the joy in Bailey's family incomplete?” “I wish I knew,” Denise responded sorrowfully. Nicholas jolted as an idea suddenly came to his mind before he demanded, “Have you attempted to call him?” Denise frowned and asked him, “Why should I call him? He wronged me, he should call me and apologize. I should not be the one to call him.” Now, Nicholas took a deep breath and encouraged him, “Yes, he wronged you, but two wrongs cannot make a right. Apart from that, you are his senior. Just give him a call right away.”

His eyes fell on my lips as I let out the breath that came out Sweet and soft. A part of me felt like I was doing something bad, that someone made a mistake doesn't justify me doing it as well. You are not the type of woman Irene, two wrongs don't make a right . My breaths turned shallow when I thought about those words, my mind was racing at the fact that I had to fix this in some way. He made to walk past me but stopped by my side, Letting his arm touch mine as he slid it round my waist. His touch was not welcoming, here I was thinking of a way to get the thought of cheating out of my head and he was right there triggering it.

I flipped to another page, my eyes narrowing on a particular sentence that made me tilt my head slightly, a faint frown tugging at my lips. Many powerful people have fallen. Many have lost everything, not because of pride, not because of their actions, but because they made the mistake of messing with someone they shouldn’t have. My fingers tightened around the edge of the page as I reread the words over and over again. Because they messed with someone they shouldn’t have. I see.

" You're still trying to convince everyone that you're innocent." "I am innocent." Tessa let out a hollow laugh, shaking her head. "No, Tyler. Maybe you didn't hold the weapon. Maybe you didn't pull the trigger. But you've hurt people your entire life and convinced yourself that none of it was your fault." His expression darkened. " You're choosing him over me." "I'm choosing myself." The words hit him harder than any accusation could have. Tessa swallowed, tears burning behind her eyes. "Do you know how many nights I spent wondering what I did wrong? Wondering why you did all that? I defended you, Tyler. I stood beside you when everyone else walked away. And what did you give me in return?"

Not when my life without her felt as meaningless and unworthy as it did. “That’s a promise you were meant to keep.” “It’s too late now. Just - just don’t be upset with me.” What reason did I have to be upset with her, when I was the one who had wronged her? It made no sense to me at all. “Why would I be? I wronged you.” “It’s the opposite, actually.”

A Bad Idea Irina spent the entire weekend avoiding Kyle. Or at least attempting to. The first mistake was checking her phone. The second was realizing she was disappointed every time it wasn’t him. The third was admitting it. Even if only to herself. By Sunday evening she had convinced herself that a little distance was healthy. Necessary. Smart. After all, Kyle George represented everything she should avoid. Another powerful man. Another risk. Another opportunity to get hurt. The logic was sound.

I have done more than enough and he deserves better. “Why do you keep trying to justify what he did to you?” My wolf questioned. “No matter what happened. He still could have waited it out a little while. Didn’t even let time pass before showing himself. That is quite shameful. A right-thinking person won’t indulge in something like that. This is not to say you weren’t wrong. But two wrongs don’t make a right.” “I am still guilty.” I insisted. “Fine! As you wish.” She snapped, obviously tired of me.

It could play with us anyhow it wanted to and some of our decisions wouldn't change anything at the end of the day. I did everything to be humble, and never be greedy or take anything that wasn't mine. But that same woman who tried to be selfless was now suffering the consequences of greed that she never carried. Sometimes our decisions can't just change our fate. It's just messed up, and that's unfair. “That was none of my fault. Two wrongs don't make a right.” My voice broke. “Yes, it does.”

Vanya sniffled and began to cry on her mother’s frail shoulder, “If I told you about this, you’ll be against it. I’m really sorry, Mom…” ‌ “Shhh… it’s okay, sweetheart,” responded Henriella without any judgment. She lifted Vanya’s teary face up facing her and said, “I don’t blame you for having such a bad sentiment toward the person who made your Dad suffer, but revenge is not the way. You know, two wrongs don’t make a right, remember?” ‌ “I regret what I did, Mom…” sobbed Vanya. “I’ll make it right by giving the money I get from selling the important document back to Kevin.”

She was gloating. Still, she acted like she was the one being treated unfairly. "Honey, get to the care center now. Someone's saying I'm not your wife, and she is. She said the care center gave her spot to the wrong person, and she's accusing them of negligence." Her voice started to crack halfway through. William's furious voice tore through the air. "What did that crazy bitch do this time? How dare she try to push you around! I'll be right there. Stay calm!"