Alda's dreamy wedding night turns into a nightmare when a mysterious text from her sister unveils her husband Tyler's shocking betrayal. Desperate for answers, Alda confronts Tyler, only to discover a truth that leaves her shattered. As the icy silence of deception envelops their once-happy home, Alda is faced with a choice: succumb to the pain or emerge stronger than ever. In this riveting tale of heartbreak and resilience, she is ready to make him suffer as she serves him karma on a silver plate.
View MoreWithout further ado, Tyler rose from his seat. He had already finished his food, and from what I could tell, he was well satisfied; he wouldn't go hungry again for another three or four days.Again, he bowed, not indicating his departure as I had hoped. He bowed and said, “If I may, Matriarch Alessandra, can I change these clothes for fresh ones? As you know, we donated the house to charity, and everything inside it also went to them.”*Scoff*If only he knew what he was up against. Did he dare to ask for a new pair of clothes? A new pair of clothes, my ass. I looked at him as if he weren't human. Then I said, “No new clothes for you, Tyler. Wear those to the eatery. Wear them back here to rest for the night, and you'll be fine. Maybe, just maybe, if you do that to my satisfaction, you can have that new pair of clothes by nightfall.”“Yes, Matriarch Alessandra!” Tyler bowed once more, then walked out of the dining room and left the mansion.As if he were brought to the mansion, he tho
As if he hadn't had anything good to eat for years, I watched as Tyler grabbed the table knife in his right hand and a fork in his left. He quickly began cutting the piece of meat into tiny pieces, loading them onto his fork before hurriedly swallowing them.Seeing him eat like that, resembling a dirty pig in a refuse area, I couldn't help but express my irritation with a scrunched-up face. Then I asked him, 'Are you so starved that you have to behave like a pig in front of me?'Hearing how I sounded, I noticed how quickly he composed himself. It was as if a student had been reprimanded by a teacher, and he became conscious of his behavior from that moment on.From then on, he started loading his meat onto his fork slowly and mindfully, chewing it slowly and carefully enough that I couldn't hear the sound of his mouth. Even when he was about to drink from the glass of juice on the table, I observed how he calculated the speed at which he lifted the glass to his mouth, drinking without
Arriving at my mansion, Tyler was still in deep sleep. In fact, like a drunken cow, he was snoring so loudly and so irritating to me.Yes, I know Tyler snores during the time we were married. For the sake of love, I’d endure it and sleep by his side until morning. But this time, as we were no longer married, I could not be more irritated in my entire life.“Put him there and let him wake up there in the morning,” I said to my bodyguards, who had helped carry Tyler from the limousine into the mansion and were about to carry him up the stairs.“Are you really going to let him sleep on the staircase until morning?” Robert asked me immediately as soon as the bodyguards did as I instructed them.“Yes, I won’t let his drunken body touch even my chairs, let alone my bed. He should sleep on the staircase and wake up to it in the morning. He will be fine,” I answered Robert promptly.“What are you going to do to him?” Robert asked another question immediately.“My eatery, I worked my ass off t
“And I said, 'Do I look like your whore mother, sleeping around with different men? Huh? What are you going to do about that? Beat…'” Even before Tyler completed those words, the guy already sprang into action, his clenched fist striking Tyler hard in the face like a thunderbolt from the heavens, delivering swift justice upon its target. Tyler, with his unbalanced feet, fell to the ground again like a felled tree in a storm, crashing down with a resounding thud. When he fell to the ground, he struggled to flicker up to his feet again, like a struggling flame trying to reignite in a gust of wind. In doing this, he held onto the chairs in the lounge for support. Then he looked drunkenly at the guy and asked, “Is that all you can do, you poor thing? Hahah, I wi…” “Bang!” Another loud punch landed on his eyes, which made him fall back to the ground with full force once again. "You f**ker, I am going to kill you!" The guy exploded at the top of his voice. Just as he fell to the groun
Tyler, the naive, idiotic, and a fool, was in a lounge at this moment. The lounge had a spacious interior, with blue light casting shadows in the darkness, making it resemble the interior of a nightclub even in the daytime. The stage in the lounge was set as if it were a club, with four strippers dancing nakedly around a pole like seductive sirens enticing sailors into the depths of their desires. Tyler watched this scene with great enjoyment, continuing to smile even when he wasn't aware of where he was. With every shot of drink he had, he gulped it down at once like a parched desert wanderer quenching his thirst with each precious drop of water. Not only one or two shots had he consumed since he set foot in the lounge; he had had more than ten shots. Not even a frustrated man who had just lost his job and had the realities of life hit him could have drunk this much, but Tyler did so anyway, simply because he was too happy like a child who had been given his best toy. *** Every
Though Hyejin asked me this question, I could not bring myself to answer it. What kind of person would I have been if I had done so? What purpose would the story have achieved? Is it to scare little children with the situations they find themselves in? “She is no one,” I lied and smiled at her. Hence, I caressed my finger through her hair and kissed her forehead. It did not matter if there were drops of tears in each of my eyes or if my eyes were filled with teary water; I still smiled immediately. However, it did not change the fact that each time I remembered the story of Lucy, my emotions did not take full control of my body. “Matriarch Alessandra, you are crying. Why are you crying?” Hyejin asked suddenly. “These are tears of joy, dear. Don’t mind me,” I said to her. With this, I quickly changed the subject and announced the gifts I had brought for each person at the top of my voice. “Who wants to see their present?” “Me!” “Me!” “Me!” “Me!” Each child answered excitedly a
Just like CEO Harshit said, one of the ladies behind her bowed to me and said, “Ma’am, please walk with me.”Just as she said this, she began to walk forward in another direction, different from the one that led to the front door. Hence, we began to walk in a dark corridor until we met the light and found ourselves in the garden.The garden in the orphanage was not really a garden, as the word had depicted it. Instead, I could see right from the start that it was a name given to one of the living rooms where the orphanage children could play.In this room, I saw toys of different sizes and colors scattered on the floor. I observed drawings of happy children on the walls and various sofas and flowers in jars and vases, making the room even more beautiful.I had not waited for more than two seconds in the room when the same lady who led me in bowed to me again, saying, “The children will be here at any moment, ma’am.”As she said this, it seemed as though the children heard her. They em
The next morning came, and I was ready to visit the orphanage home, inspired by how CEO Harshit had thanked me on TV the evening before. In this sense, I was dressed in a sophisticated ensemble that exuded elegance and grace.I wore a tailored cream-colored pantsuit crafted from luxurious silk, its clean lines accentuating my slender figure. The fitted blazer, adorned with delicate gold buttons, added a touch of refinement to my outfit.Under the blazer, I donned a soft lavender blouse, its gentle hue complementing my complexion with a subtle hint of femininity.My accessories were understated yet tasteful, with a delicate gold necklace gracing my neckline and matching earrings adorning my ears. A slender gold bracelet adorned my wrist, adding a subtle sparkle to my ensemble. My hair was swept back into an elegant chignon, held in place by a stylish hair clip adorned with shimmering crystals.Likewise, my choice of footwear was both chic and practical. I opted for nude patent leather
"Though I do not like to answer this question while I am being recorded and I know everybody is watching right now, for the sake of the purpose of this event, I will answer. Yes, Matriarch Alessandra and I are getting back together as the good and loving couple that we used to be.”Even when Tyler had not pointed to any reporter to ask his or her question yet, a sudden question popped out from the same reporter who asked the question earlier.“You said 'loving couple' as you used to be, right? If you were that loving couple, why then did you divorce her?”“Well, in different marriages, people divorce for so many reasons. For some couples, it could be because the husband's workload is too much and the wife always complains. For other couples, it could be that the husband does not give the wife attention. Another couple may divorce because of a financial crisis and...“Mr. Harrington, it seems as though you are running from the question. And for this, I will ask again,” the same reporte
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