You Don T Judge Me Cause I Got Issues Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Go on and judge me." "You shouldn't have fired her for crushing on you, you are handsome, so you can't stop women from falling hopelessly in love with you and that is not a crime" "Jayden, it's a crime to love someone that doesn't love"

He promised me, yet he broke it. “Isn’t it sad? That people are so quick to judge you before they have even had a chance to get to know you or the reason why you are in this very predicament?” I muttered dejectedly, questioning directly to no one, sighing deeply, hoping that it that this would in some way help to alleviate the weight that was currently resting on my chest. “You were a great fighter. I wish I could be more like you. Strong and can do things I couldn’t.”

They were friendly and didn't mean or hate every word that left her lips. They didn’t call her a villain or someone who was trying to seek their attention. They just loved her for her, and she was grateful to them. However, her good days were gone. She was going to be the villain they said she was and make them see how they liked it better than her previous self. “No, don’t tell them,” Luther cried out. “I wasn’t teasing you.” She held out her hand and arched her brows. “So...” “Ugh.” He reached for his pocket and pulled out a black card. “Here.”

I inquired. If there was anything that I had managed to learn, it was the fact that most times, certain people acted out of impulse instead of rightness. "Who are you to judge me? I thought we had come past that stage where you judged me without knowing what happened. I will be fine. I'm not crazy and I know what I'm doing. So, don't try to baby me. Thanks."

His eyes flicked over me once. “You’re early. Again.” “You said not to be late.” He nodded slightly. “Good. Let’s see if yesterday was luck or progress.” I smirked. “You really don’t know how to compliment people, do you?” “I’m not paid to.” “Well, you could try being human for once,” I muttered under my breath. He heard it. Of course he did. “Humans get attached,” he said. “Judges don’t.” That stung more than it should’ve. I straightened and said, “Then stop looking at me like one.”

I was about to hit the send button, but almost like I had gotten paralysed on my fingers, I couldn't hit send. Erasing and retyping the same message, I sighed and threw my phones into the drawer, and I looked up to meet the man still staring at me. “ Is it a law issue? Trust me I've got huge strings in the judiciary, and almost anything will get sorted with the least possible damage. Is it health? I have big boots in there too” I shook my head, “ nah… listen to me Mr butcher i feel Dizzy right now and will be leaving. Thank you for offering me help, I really appreciate it.

Letting out a sigh, I couldn't help but rant, voicing my frustrations aloud. "I don't know what I do wrong. People always judge me based on my appearance," I began, my words trailing off as I tried to express my feelings. "Because I'm fa-" "No," his deep voice cut in bluntly, rejecting the statement I hadn't even finished. "Dude, look at me," I said, raising my arms in a futile attempt to prove my point. His eyes slowly traveled down my body, and I felt my cheeks flush. His tongue darted across his bottom lip, and I quickly turned away, trying to compose myself.

And instead of throwing him a lifeline, I was pushing him under. One night, we were sitting on his couch, and he tried to talk to me about work stress again. About how hard things had gotten, about how uncertain everything felt. And I said something I can never take back. “Maybe you’re not cut out for this job,” I said, and there was judgment in my voice. Real judgment. The kind that makes someone feel like you don’t believe in them. He went very still. “What?” he asked quietly. “I mean, you’re always stressed. You’re always talking about how hard it is. Maybe you should just find something else.”

" I am not into boys, so leave me out of here, but if you give me 5,00,00$ I will let you take my ass tonight, it's not an everyday offer" " you disgust me, if you lose then I surely fuck you. " please be gentle with me" soon Judge start a court case, and the judge is a frustrated man, nobody saw him smile in his career time, he was always so serious and hate to waste time. after few houses later, Judge announced his judgement. " what happens to you is fortunate, I don't know why the detective suspects you, a murderer, there is not a single point which proves you guilty, what happens to him, he never get wrong, maybe he is getting old"

"Yes I admit that, sometimes the gossips just hit me. However, there is nothing to worry about something we cannot control. Those bunch of morons are not part of our life!" "I already told you Efron, only if you stay away from me and find a decent woman-" Efron got angry and interrupted Tricia. "That ain't gonna happen Tricia... please do not blame yourself for what is happening. I chose this life so I'll accept whatever the consequences are. Those who judge are only projecting their own insecurities and ugliness. Flip them off and live your best life. Anyway, how is your father doing?" "He's okay and on his behalf I'd like to thank you for everything!"