Sweet As My Revenge

er - recklessness. She had always harbored a desire to break free from societal expectations and live life on her own terms. However,

s older, he had never treated Jessica as inferior or in the way. In fact, while he pursued his medical studies, he had supported her in establishing her secretarial agency. Whenever she faced difficulties, it was Carl, not her b

secretary for a man attending international finance meetings, she eagerly seized it. After completing her job, she immediately boarded a train t

tate of inactivity. Despite this setback, Jessica was determined to show her appreciation and s

a simple broken leg, which made Jessica question if things were not going well for her. Fiona had always been delicate and pale, b

Syndrome. Jessica had received anguished and bewildered letters from Carl during this difficult time. Fiona had lost all sense of perspective, blaming both Carl and herself for the tragedy, and punishing them both by refusing to discuss it. Eventually, the weight of her misery be

mall, slanting, and widely spaced eyes only added to her charm. Maria was a cheerful and placid child, bringing joy to everyone around her. Fi

arl seemed to have aged significantly, with streaks of grey hair and deep lines etched into his crag

ts to entertain her and create a pleasant atmosphere, there was an undeniable cloud of sadness and despair hanging o

their struggles was evident in the way they carried themselves, always on edge and constantly trying to mask their pain. The o

ame for herself, admitting she had rejected every overture Carl made, insisting they sleep apart. Yet, the echoes of betrayal were in her voice as she revealed that, in his quest for mea

ce thick with shame, squeezing Fiona's han

ng the best thing in my life. Instead of having faith in Fiona and our

t for any chance of rebuilding, I had to be completely honest. She was hurt, angry, and bitter, and thankfully, my selfish

d, Matthew Grieve. Now, Matthew planned to use them in a divorce action, a move that could spell professional disaste

h enough without subjecting her to that kind of scandal. And there's Maria... I need my income if we're going to send her to a special school," Carl explained, sounding li

e, but he faced callous dismissal. It wasn't anger or jealousy that drov

creasingly expensive marriage and the letters would give hi