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 MoreJust like I said before, giving a piece of bone to the obedient dog was sacrosanct so that the dog would always be a good boy. Such was the case with Tyler, whom I allowed to sleep in my mansion all night.But to think that he slept in a cozy bed and a beautiful room was a lie, even though each room in my mansion was luxurious. Of course, my uncle made sure that this mansion was nothing less than the palace of the Queen of England.“Sleep at the bottom of that staircase, will you, Tyler? After all, it’s the same place you slept drunk the other day,” I said to Tyler, and he responded with,“Yes, Ma’am. Goodnight and have a wonderful night’s rest.”It's somewhat funny that people will do anything for money. Even a mighty man could easily become an errand dog for the sake of money. This reminded me of a story my uncle told me when I was a child.There was this man in the country who was the only one with a horse; the rest had to walk on foot, no matter the distance. Of course, this was i
Having confirmed it to my sister, Tyler knew he had no choice but to sell it off to her. Or better still, he had a choice, but the love of my money blinded him, and he prepared the sale document. “This is the sale document, Mr. Tyler; all that is needed before the sale is your signature." Mr. Reynolds said he was handing the document to Tyler at his office, and hence, as Tyler heard Mr. Reynolds, he received the document and signed it. Just as he signed, Tyler headed back to the restaurant, where Jasmine and the other employee were waiting for him. Entering the restaurant, Tyler passed the document to Jasmine, and Jasmine, in this strength, sighed on it in the appropriate space provided. Hence, she handed the sum of 1500 dollars to him. *scoff* This was a laughable amount that was visible to other employees. This was so laughable that, though the other employees did not know the events happening in the background as to why Tyler had sold the restaurant or why he sold it so cheapl
“With regard to your employment status, I want you to listen attentively. I've called this meeting because I need to be honest with all of you. Recently, there have been some changes in the financial state of our eatery. And since I already mentioned earlier that we are going bankrupt and that this eatery will be placed for sale, I have to do this even though it’s hard.”“I understand if you will get upset or angry with me. I take full responsibility for my actions. But I have to let everyone go. Today marks the last day you all worked at this eatery. Please go to your respective offices, pack your bags, and leave the eatery. This eatery is closing down today.”“What?” one employee exclaimed.“But what about our jobs?” another employee asked.“I’ll do everything in my power to help you find new employment. I’ll provide references, assist with job searches, and offer any other support you may need during this transition.”“But this isn’t fair, especially when we are still profitable.”
Well, maybe not everyone could drive by a person who needed help in the middle of nowhere. This old man with shaky hands, like autumn leaves in a gentle breeze, drove an old truck that groaned with each turn of the wheel, finally decided to give Tyler a lift to the eatery.It could be that the old man had decided that he had lived enough and had seen everything life has to offer him that even if anything were to happen to him, he did not mind, or that he saw the kind of car he was driving, saw his own pocket, and thought no one would have wanted to kidnap or hurt an old man like him.In his truck, as he drove slowly, in the space of one minute, he had already asked Tyler more than fifty questions. From what his name was, to how old he was, to if he had a wife or children, and many others, Tyler kept answering.I knew how much Tyler hated too many questions flying at him in the space of seconds. If he had the choice, he would have nagged at the old man to keep his mouth shut. But then,
Without 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 he were driven to the mansion, he thought
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 to
“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
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