Why Not Rather Be Wronged Novels & Stories

Why in the world am I still holding up? “you should apologize to him, Clara. Just do it and save yourself. This is not worth it.” Mabel pleaded. With the chicken broth settling in my belly, I felt a bit energetic to speak. Even though the words came out faint, it was audible enough. “beg him? why would I do that? begging him means I accept the injustice melted on me by him. I did nothing wrong, Mabel. In the world I was nurtured we do not give evil people the power to triumph over us.”

Does she deserve it? "I only wanted to teach her a lesson. How was I supposed to know that was your father? If you want to blame someone, blame yourself! If you had introduced me to your father earlier, I wouldn't have mistaken him for someone else and hit the wrong person!" "Shut up!" Ethan let out a furious roar and tightened both hands around Mia's neck as if he wanted to tear her head off. However, someone hated Mia even more than he did then. "You b*tch! You killed my husband!"

“Does the reason matter? If the thing itself is wrong?” Aria held her son’s gaze and felt the weight of the question, not a child’s question, not an adult’s question, but something in between. The question of someone who was trying to build a moral framework that could hold complexity. “The reason matters for understanding,” she said carefully. “It matters for forgiving. It matters for deciding what someone might do next, because people who do wrong things from fear behave differently from people who do wrong things from cruelty.” She paused. “But the reason doesn’t change whether the thing itself was wrong. It just changes what you do with that knowledge.”

If this blows up, it won’t be good for anyone, right? Corey nodded along, rubbing his hands awkwardly. "That’s right, that’s right. Katie, Scott must have had his reasons. You’ve seen how hard he works at the company. Then he comes home and has to deal with your… strong personality. "He probably just wanted someone gentler, a subordinate to talk to. It’s… it’s not such a big mistake. Let’s go home and talk this through behind closed doors. No need to let outsiders laugh at us."

I found the sight to be both tragic and absurd. I stepped forward and delivered another blow. "Of course, it takes an evil hand to punish evil. Let's see if you survive this."

“Then, my father abandoned me for whatever reason you all think is justified. What about me? I was not even made to understand that it was justified. I knew nothing. How would I know his thoughts? Isn't it unfair to me?” “You can feel wronged,” Bella said. “You are indeed wronged. But you are in a very complex situation where right or wrong doesn't matter. Right and wrong are subjective. Your right is right according to your father and mother but their right is also not wrong for them. To be honest, in this situation, no one can blame each other. It's just too confusing.” “How do you know my father?” Roseanne asked her. Bella smiled. “We go way back.”

He huffs as he already feels the young boy is not worth the hassle. Nero doesn’t care what he is wearing, the pain over having lost his family sits deep cutting open wounds into his small heart. He lost everything in a blink of a moment, blaming himself for hiding when he could have helped his father. He should have fought, his mother told him to be brave. “What was brave about hiding?” he asks himself over and over again.

Every one should bear the weight of their mistakes instead of leaving it to others to bear it for them. " I am sorry for putting all the blames on you. I played my part as much as you did yours. Both of us were driven by our feelings for the victims. You gave too much of your time and invested a lot of emotions into loving Hamdan yet he disappointed you. You had the right to feel wronged. The only mistakes you committed was that you vented your frustrations and anger on the wrong person and using the wrong method.

Ethan argued defiantly but was once again interrupted by Liam. "Being the victim of a malicious plan doesn't give you the right to harm others. Revenge is not a wise choice, Ethan," Liam earnestly advised. "What happened to you, Liam? Why are you defending the wrongdoer? This doesn't seem like a lawyer at all," Ethan exclaimed in disbelief, struggling to understand Liam's perspective and not accepting Liam's stance against him. "Whoever is wrong will have to face the law," Liam affirmed. "You don't have to commit a crime for something that isn't worth it."

"What were you doing all those times when you had your mistress by your side?" His jaw clenched. "Two wrongs don’t make a right, Sophia." I let out a quiet chuckle. "Exactly," I said, my gaze unwavering. "Two wrongs don’t make a right. That’s why I’m trying to right my wrongs." I squeezed Caleb’s hand, my voice firm. "Caleb is my chance to do that. And no matter what you or anyone else says, that will never change." Victor’s nostrils flared, his lips parting slightly as if he wanted to say something else.