All Chapters of Revenge Has Never Been Prettier: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The old couple's cries pierced the air, raw and unrelenting. Suddenly, a surge of anger coursed through me, and I hurled the powder compact in my hand to the ground. It shattered, scattering fine particles across the floor like dust over a battlefield. "Can you two just shut up already?!" I shouted, my voice slicing through their wails. "God, you're driving me insane! If it weren't for all your flailing around, do you think I'd have wasted my false lashes? Do you even understand how essential false lashes are to eye makeup?" Their sobs quieted momentarily, stunned into silence by my outburst. I seized the chance to continue, my tone sharp and scathing. "Do you have any idea how expensive they are these days? And these—these are daily disposable contact lenses! Do you know what that means? It means if you don't stop whining, you can all get the hell out of here!" Before I could unleash more fury, a commotion from the operating room snapped everyone's attention. A nurse burst o

The sharp, sterile smell of disinfectant pulled me out of unconsciousness. I opened my eyes to find myself in an empty, stark-white hospital room. Outside the door, I could hear the faint voices of nurses murmuring. "Dr. Henley's incredible skills saved Mr. Hampton's life…" "Didn't you hear? His heroic act is trending online. The hospital even gave him a raise and recognition from the higher-ups!" "But do you think Dr. Warhol will get fired over this? After all, it caused such a big scene…" Their voices faded as they moved away from the door. My face darkened, but a soft laugh escaped my lips. Lex, you got lucky this time. But as long as I'm alive, this isn't over. I struggled out of bed, clutching my still-throbbing stomach and head. My movements were clumsy, but determination pushed me forward as I staggered toward Lex's ward. Before I could get far, a doctor on duty blocked my path, his eyes filled with disdain. "Your injuries aren't healed yet. Go back and res

The notebook wasn't a diary at all. It was a ledger. And it wasn't the property of Nicholas or Gracie, but of my parents. After they died, Gracie and Nicholas took me in. When I left home, I took nothing with me except for that green notebook. Just looking at my parents' handwriting in that notebook made it feel like they were still here with me. At that time, I was too young to understand the complicated numbers inside. Before long, the notebook disappeared, and I mourned its loss for a long time. "Lex, why don't you open this notebook?" I pressed him, almost daring him. "Are you afraid?" Lex's face went as white as a sheet. His hands shook uncontrollably as he clutched the notebook. I stepped forward and snatched it from him, flipping it open to display it to the livestream. "This notebook is my parents' legacy. It records all their income and expenses for that year! Do you see it? Every page in this notebook shows a sizable amount of money flowing out, all of i

Had I not glanced at Lex's phone by accident, I would never have come so close to the truth. It was a few months ago, while he was in the shower. A message had popped up on his screen, and without really meaning to, I caught a glimpse. That was when I discovered his betrayal. He had been flirting with another girl online. My first instinct had been to confront him immediately, but as I scrolled through their chat, I stumbled upon something that gnawed at me even more. Lex told the girl that although he loved me, we were not meant to last. He wanted children, he said. I frowned at that. Wasn't he the one who insisted on being child-free? If he, Gracie and Nicholas wanted kids, and I had no objections myself, then why was he seeking someone else behind my back? I drew my conclusion: the problem lay with me. It wasn't that Lex didn't want to have a child with me—he simply didn't dare to. Soon after, I uncovered more clues: a ledger of expenses and property deeds that had bee