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“Yes, so I’d like to give you some advice.” Karl asked, “Do you also think I did the wrong thing?” “Mr. Karl, everyone is a novice when it comes to love. You have your considerations, and Madam also has her difficulties. Nobody is right or wrong in this matter. There’s only such a huge misunderstanding now because of your love for each other.” “Love?” Karl said after some thought, “My heart is completely with Danielle now. When I did what I did, I didn’t consider things from Willow’s perspective at all.”

"Colin, is it wrong to love you? I just fell in love with you. You shouldn't treat someone who likes you so cruelly." I had no idea whether Jasmine was heartbroken or couldn't take his remarks. She started to cry with her head down. Colin's expression didn't soften because of her words. He was silent for a while before saying firmly, "Loving the wrong person can cause irreparable damage. Please keep your love. I can't afford it, let alone need it."

she replied with a weary tone. “Sir Miguel will still decide. Don’t be too sulky about it. Even if he finds out the truth, he can help you with the annulment if he’s determined. But, that ex-boyfriend of yours is so annoying. He only wants you for himself. So selfish. I feel hurt for you. It’s like that song suits you… what is It? We had the right love at the wrong time… la la la…” She pondered and sang in her mind.

She stated out loud I wanted to state out loud to Emilia how wrong she was, but sadly, it was the truth. Celine and I had been in a loveless marriage and right now I didn't know what to believe anymore. Because ever since Celine left, I just can't stop the thoughts of her that has been creeping into my mind. " C'mon Rowan...I know you're just playing hard to get.......I am back, let me make it up to you" Emilia pleaded

When the results from the tests came back, I freaked out and dropped to my knees in front of the officers, begging for a reduced sentence. Still, I had killed Zendaya. I killed her in cold blood and was fully sane about what I was doing. She deserved to die. She was the one who caused the death of Wendy and our child. Shouldn't she pay with her life? Speaking of Wendy, I didn't even know how to describe her. She was always so...gentle, so calm. She never fought for or competed with me. We treated each other with polite distance. When Zendaya left me and married someone else, I spiraled. For a long time, I didn't believe in love anymore.

My spinal cord was severely injured that made me unable to walk again. Sitting in this wheelchair, looking outside the window I can't help but to reminisce about the past. But If I could bring the past back I would still choose what I choose back then even if it made me disabled. Even if it made me use this wheelchair for the rest of my life.. Back then, I admit I made a huge mistake. I betrayed Stuart and Avery, the people who regard me as family. The people who regard me as their older brother. I betrayed them just because I fell in love with the wrong person—Oliver King. Though Oliver never reciprocated my feelings, he didn’t push me away either. Well maybe because I was of use to him bac

Opened it again. "I do understand," he said, but it came out uncertain, reaching for the right words and finding none of them. "Then tell me. Tell me what you understand." Silence. A long one. The kind that answers a question better than any sentence could. "Say something, Val." "What do you want me to say?" His jaw tightened, the charm finally slipping just slightly at the edges. "That I'm sorry? Fine. I'm sorry. Is that what fixes this?"

We'll remarry! As I spoke, I reached out and grabbed Lucia's hand, trying to pull her toward me. But she wrenched free and slapped me hard across my face. Then, she said coldly, "I did love you once, but you burned every last bit of it away. My father is dead, and between us, there's nothing left now except hatred. "Vito is sincere with me, and I've fallen in love with him. I'll never go back with you!" Lucia had hit me.

I looked down at my phone which had a wallpaper of Josef and I. I sighed. “I just hope you will heal enough to fall in love again and you won’t screw it up as I did.” I whispered. Her eyes fell to my phone. “Oh Hazel. I had no idea you were going through it too. I feel so selfish.” She inched closer to me and I scoffed lightly. “Loving the wrong person is easy, I think it’s loving the right person that's the hardest.” A deep exhale left my lips and Giselle squeezed my hands. “Can you stay for a little while longer?” She said and I nodded.

My husband and I had agreed to spend Christmas at my parents' house this year. But right before we left, he suddenly said, "I forgot to change the delivery address again. The package was sent to Yvette's place!" I froze. For the three years we had been married, he had never changed his default delivery address. When the microwave I ordered online was sent to his ex-girlfriend, he said, "Her microwave broke too, so it's actually perfect." When the wedding anniversary gift he bought for me was delivered to his ex-girlfriend and she signed for it, he said, "I'm sorry, but I don't feel right asking for it back." When the roses he ordered for me on Valentine's Day were sent to his ex-girlfriend,