Novel & Cerita อิจฉา

“I don’t have time for such ridiculous feelings.” Josh leaned back in his seat, looking entirely too entertained. “Hm. That was a very quick denial. Usually that’s the surest sign of a hidden confession.” Ivy huffed, turning her gaze toward the window. “Wrong. I’m not jealous. I’m just… disgusted.” Josh’s brow arched. “Disgusted?”

The word 'friend', as used by her, seemed to mock me, stoking the embers of jealousy I was struggling to douse. Jealousy. It was an emotion I hadn't felt in a long time, an emotion I thought I had outgrown. Yet, it had crept up on me, a stealthy predator pouncing when I least expected it. I was jealous of Tony, of his closeness with Rima, of the trust she placed in him.

“What, are you feeling jealous of Zara?” “No,” she replied, “Far from it. How can I be jealous of Zara? I do not see Zara as an enemy. I do not hate her. In all honesty, I admire Zara because she’s strong and resilient, and she has a good heart. I wish I could be like her.

She rolled her eyes but slid her finger on the screen anyways. "Whaaaatt?" She sat straight, "What the fuck is wrong with these people and their stupid reports. I was reading them the whole day.” She loudly said and threw her phone on the couch. “How come she read all of it and had already marked my mistakes. And now she wants me to correct it. Great! Just Super Fucking Great! Ah! I don't like this life. Who gives so much work to a trainee?" She put a cushion on her face and let out a muffled scream. She sighed again and plugged in her phone and laptop. She took out some baggy clothes and went inside the bathroom to take a tension-releasing shower.

She put her lips in a pout. "You should not let terrible friends influence you. Justine is a really hot guy," I paused to swallow the lump that had grown in my throat. "And basically every girl wants him. You know better than everyone that you are really lucky. Who knows how many of your friends want your relationship to end because they are jealous of you?" Caramel was blind to these sort of things. Anyone who had him to claim and thought they wanted to lose that bond, was definitely crazy.

Sicily Sicily had done her best to push the conversation off the night before, Kari less than thrilled with her unwillingness to open up. How would she start a conversation like that anyway? "I hate myself most days because I've gotten fat like my mother? I don't want anyone looking at me because all I see is condemnation and pity?"

alwood. It's her's. My mate. She was here. My heart becomes erratic. Could she be in an adjacent room and come in balcony for fresh air? I ran toward the balcony, but no one was there. I focused on her smell. It was coming from room. Although it was not strong, it was still noticeable. I followed her scent when cold air brushed past my body. It reminds me that I am still naked. What if this room belongs to her friend, and she will come back anytime? I, the almighty Isaac White, panicked. because of my first impressions of my mate. I don't want her to think badly of me. I washed myself with great detail. It took me almost an hour. Wearing a bathrobe, I went to bed. I felt ashamed. Even when m

Her hands held Kaylila's fingers tightly, as if she didn't want to let go again. "Where are we going?" Ask Kaylila. "To a place where no one will bother us. I just want to be with you. I'll do everything you want, all you want. But don't leave me. I beg you..." Please Genta again. Kaylila doesn't speak Genta's words. Usually Kaylila will soon collapse with persuasion Genta, after the quarrel occurs. But somehow this time Kaylila felt empty. No more compassion, compassion, sense of belonging, love for Genta anymore. Kaylila bit her lip. There was a bitterness that suffocated his chest. It's possible that the taste Kaylila had for Genta has disappeared.

Then the churning in my stomach begins and I start to become hot and sweaty all over before I finally vomit, not a one time spill up, but a spill that could potentially last the whole night. "I usually just develop rashes and vomit." I answered, not bothering to bore her with the detailed recollection of it all. She simply nodded. "Your husband's mother, do you feel her involvement has put a strain your marriage?" "Most definitely, that woman has a particular bar that she has set for everyone and if you come below it, you might as well pack your bags and leave because you are seen as nothing but dirt on her shoes." I scoffed just thinking about Aria's idiocy, she had the guts to make me feel

"I-Isn't that the human maid?!" "Why is His Majesty carrying her?!" "Impossible..." As for Iris... Her entire face turned red the moment she noticed everyone's stares. "Y-Your Majesty! Put me down!" she whispered in embarrassment while trying to free herself. But Gabriel only tightened his arm around her without a care. "You'll fall." He said it with complete indifference. Iris nearly died of embarrassment. Meanwhile, behind them... Jealous and envious expressions began appearing on the maids' faces. "The way he looks at her..."