All Chapters of LOVE: Revenge in Disguise: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

A man stood in the room, his glare fixed on the woman who stepped in. She didn't know what made her husband look so bad: a tightened jaw and a reddened eye looking at her intently with a bunch of paper in his hand. "Is this what you do to me during this time, Abby?" The man's question caused the woman, whom he called Abby, to widen her eyes. "Wh—what are you talking about, Zac? And what're you doing in my room?" "Just answer my question!" "Zac, what's it about? We're OK; nothing happened this morning. We even had sex and tried to fix everything. Then now—what happened, baby?" Abby eroded the distance between her and Zac, stroked his jaw, and looked into his eyes. "Is there someone who said something to you?" "No one told me about anything—even you. I just found out myself that everything we've been through is just a piece of shit to you. You marry me for a purpose." "What? What are you talking about, Zac? Was it your father? Or was your mother the one who told you this? She

Abby was still concentrating in front of the large screen with diagrams showing the number and size of shares listed on the stock exchange.She would not miss the opportunity to expand her power in the business world, and she had to do it with a strong commitment. Especially now that she had a new rival.Meanwhile, other employees would simultaneously do the same. When a stock had good prospects, they would immediately contact Abby and purchase after getting her approval.This time, the enemy was not the old-generation Emerson, who couldn't even lift a leg without the help of a cane, but the crown prince. Zachary Emerson. Although to her, Zachary was relatively new to the field of stocks, Abby should not underestimate him."Miss Genovhia, stocks in the mining field have been raised. Which company are you eyeing?" one of the employees asked over the phone. "I think the candidates that I believe will skyrocket in two years are XYZ Company and Crakz.""Which one is more likely?""Both."

A woman had been sitting in her work chair since early morning. She couldn't close her eyes last night. Many thoughts plagued her mind. She was still trying to find whoever had caused her to be separated from her parents, taking away her childhood that she was forced to live without parental love. Abby could only sigh in resignation every time she remembered her life, which had turned into a nightmare since the arrival of the woman who claimed to be carrying her father's child. She still remembered the snippets of events at that time. She was 12 years old, happily awaiting the arrival of her younger sibling, who would enliven their home. She was thrilled because she would have a playmate. However, that happiness was instantly wiped out when the woman who claimed to be her father's illicit lover came with shocking news. Her mother cried hysterically and hit her father in the chest as he tried to explain and calm her down. The sound of things falling and things breaking into piece

"Adelaide, what happened to Papa?" Abby asked her household assistant. Adelaide, the 45-year-old woman, hugged her tightly to protect her. Abby stared at her father's body lying on the bed with various support equipment. His eyes were still closed, not knowing when he would wake up. She always prayed for the recovery of her favorite man. Seeing what the man went through, she felt her father's pain. "He'll be fine, dear. I promise." Adelaide tried to comfort little Abby, who did not respond other than a glare and a weak nod. However, the woman could not fulfill that promise. Because then, James, Abby's father, was never the same again. He became a different person, no longer able to do everything he used to do. He just lay there, sometimes with his eyes closed; other times, he opened his eyes but never spoke a word. Abby visited him at the hospital every weekend, hoping that her father would wake up and hug her again. Or at least call her 'Abby Bear' like he used to. But he didn'

Alice walked steadily along the hallway of Mount Avery Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center, the tapping sound of her heels against the white tiles creating a regular rhythm. Her eyes wandered to the right and left, where there was a green lawn where some of the patients sat and enjoyed the cool afternoon breeze. Their conditions looked good and stable, not like people with mental disorders. They looked very normal except for one woman who seemed to be silent, staring blankly at the grass spread out before her. Alice stopped her steps right where she was, focusing on the woman whose beauty seemed not to be eroded by age. Still as beautiful as she remembered. Not long after, a doctor stopped beside her, looking in the same direction as her. "Are you her family?" the handsome doctor asked. Alice turned to him, a smile playing at the corners of her maroon-colored lipstick-polished lips. "No, I'm not. However, I know one of her family. A fan of their family, to be precise. Oh, can I