Why Not Rather Be Wronged Novels & Stories

“I don’t do things out of the goodness of my heart.” “Definitely not.” “So why did I spend my afternoon driving a convict to a garage in Hackney?” Nico was quiet for a moment. Then, carefully: “Maybe because you wanted to.” I looked at him. He shrugged. “Simple answer. Not always wrong.” I didn’t respond to that. Mostly because I didn’t have a good counter-argument, which was its own kind of answer and I wasn’t ready to look at it directly. Nico raised his glass. “Okay. No feelings. Solutions instead.” His grin returned — slow and dangerous and deeply familiar. “What can I do to fix whatever this is?”

She also wanted to help me solve my problems from little to huge, perhaps to be able to regain her loss. I realized that not all who made a mistake was totally wicked. Sometimes they only need another opportunity to prove that they had change and would not do what they did before. What someone should do was to give that person another chance because they deserve it. However, there were some people who wouldn't apologize though they knew they had hurt others. Those kind of people were defending their wrong belief. Perhaps they thought life was a weather: sometimes good and sometimes bad. Those who were hurt by them, they believed they were unlucky and those who weren't affected by their attac

“Bertha, I was wrong, please forgive me.” Kerenza's posture at this moment was extremely pathetic, her face was full of pleading words. “I can't lose this job, I was wrong, please forgive me.” Bertha didn't say a word, as if she was waiting for Kerenza to continue. “I was wrong just now, I shouldn't have insulted you, please forgive me. I will not forget this gratitude, I really can't lose this job, I don't want to be blacklisted in the business world."

Or make your husband realize his mistakes. But not now I gave him a chance to make right in our life that he do wrong. Well it's not a mistake that he do it's his selfish needs that he full fill. If he don't think about his family when he do that so called mistake then why would I forgave him.

As long as the people were blinded, they would not be able to differentiate between right and wrong. “Thomas Mayo, do you want to ruin my plan? “In your dreams!”

Only the ignorant don't realize that's wrong, but can they hold it against me? Two years ago, I was at my lowest point. I lost a child. I was cheated by people I trusted. The person I was hoping would support me abandoned me. I was forever deprived of the opportunity to be a mother. So is it wrong for me to make them suffer the miserable life I have? While I was haunted by nightmares and consumed by trauma, they slept soundly and even managed to prepare for a wedding. That's more inappropriate than revenge, right?

Jaime Barthes was the only son of the wealthiest family in Hartow City. Ever since he was a child, he could have anything he wanted. On his fifteenth birthday, he fell for Eden Hawthorn the moment he first saw her. Right then and there, he boldly declared, "She belongs to me, and nobody should ever think about touching her!" During the entire decade of their marriage, he was obsessively protective of her. She was forbidden from any kind of interaction with men, and she had to employ the help of her assistant for something as mundane as handing a report to a male colleague. Everyone assumed this was simply Jaime's love language. One day, he caught a terminal disease. The entire nation fr

“It’ll never be enough, will it? Orsethii’s right, you know. Justify it all you want, but all you’re doing is wrecking the galaxy over how you feel. “And just because they’re in the wrong and helped cause all this doesn’t mean what you’re doing is right! Whatever retribution you think you’re meting out is equally as insane as the retribution Orsethii wants to mete out on you. Why is that? “Do both of you think that because you’ve got the power and the authority and the willpower that you can run roughshod over the galaxy? Do you honestly believe that your grief or your anger or your revulsion or your blood is more important than everyone else’s?”

Or is Ray performing his duties as a father to his only child? What exactly is wrong there? Nothing wrong with the above, right? We are just rewriting all the wrongs here. Mr. Mazur is rewriting his wrong for not choosing his son’s happiness back then, and I am making up for keeping my child and her daddy apart for years, and that too, on the grounds of all those lies that I was fed. We are all victims of this whole injustice, and we are serving justice to the deprived souls, and those rights everything. “We need no guns.” I say this as I sip on my juice.

"Those who do wrong are bound to face the consequences. I hope you understand this principle." "I haven't done anything wrong," Gia argued unreasonably. "I was only thinking of myself... Is that also wrong?" "It's not wrong to think of yourself, but it shouldn't come at the expense of hurting others." "Hah! I'm different from you." Gia sneered. "You're the Thompsons' princess. Even if you've spent 20 years as an ordinary person, the Jenners still treat you like a precious gem! "But what about me? I have nothing! Apart from stepping on others to climb up, I have no other options!"