Revenge of A Fake Heiress

ated as the real daughter of the

family sent me back to my biological fa

on, beatings, and c

that tall, aloof figure while

f my hand, and I broke out in a cold sweat of pa

utching his sleeve desper

on, please

d sneered, his demean

ink this day would come whe

.

and small, none of them were as intense as the pai

And my eyes were devoid of life, fil

andsome man before me, my face dry of

lease, s

once loved deeply, my

master at playing the victim. Don't

nd flamboyant little princess of the Foster family,

y, he l

rom my hand, lifting my ch

ink this day would come whe

a result of countle

't kill

round, standing up and brushing o

gust

.

e, I crawled over an

h any affection for y

my actions, his face mock

didn't expect you'd lose all dignit

you're beneath even the l

never love you agai

possessed, my heart numb wit

al, what did digni

roke free from my grip, tossing

n my heart, you're worth less

ttered me as the daughter of

poured over my head, my

Foster family, how did

ack then? Didn't you say you'd never

face, but I slowly got up

es and gentlemen

turned over

Rowe, the girl who liked Erik when I w

s my possession, warning an

gs came back to haunt t

.

bottle on the table, her

p these shards, and

bediently bent down to pick up the broken glass on the

broken glass piercing my palm,

ain, just gritted my

y palm bled from cuts, and my fing

n't help

dn't escape, and now

Susanna slapped m

ight cheek burning, yet it was nothing co

tch, today I'll he

out at my face wit

. If this face was ruined, pe

ouched my face, as a v

president sent me

rt skipping a beat-it

a redemptive sentence could

ny will to live, becaus

harbored a sl

ated day in and day out, even if the next

.

e me, he was still the sole person that was willi

me to another presidential

miling as he gestured f

e a

ously but didn't s

ck of it marked by his cigarette b

y emaciated, but my face re

my biological father di

ed to escape, my back hitting the sofa, my brow fur

living like a prin

the paper on the table far away, a

it and wip

h it, only to he

ra

ng on the ground, crawling to

ully wiped his shoes, my face expressionl

tisfied for some reason, kicking me

.

suffering I'd endured over th

the pride, flamboyance, and passionate love

bore him, and an inexplicable

playing the victim wil

my neck, lifting me off the

uld he see a trace of

no longer looked at me,

lled Rosa, and it's a me

ing for air, unwilling to

Rosa out of jealousy rather than li

by living could I see hope. Love had l

, Thomas knock

, David Fos

me with a mea

him

eared before me, but

r over a decade, but only sent me bac

are

interest, seeing

ips tightly, s

David, the brother who once spoiled me

despised me, he would never cross a li

After Rosa's death, he be

, he had already broken my fingers, and it was

und, looking up to see a familiar face

ou start meddling in ot

ck at him. Ash from his cigarette fell onto me

d to report my action

that it was Erik I e

up by a pair of large hands,

come back, you

looking at Erik, as if wai

I was one Erik had taken unde

everything unfold with a slight smile

I laughed to mysel

sympathy for my previous affection towards him. Now it see

my swoll

g me. I didn't kill Rosa. It

with one hand, tryin

ng are you going t

is trick to de

abbed my

't, I d

as I shook my

losest to now wanting to kill

heart was fil

.

it would be bette

ossed my mind, but I

t future ahead. If I died now, wha

survive made me fight ba

washed over me, but it was filled with regret. I

mmer sun, my body f

her

one I knew all too

t to carry another life on your c

, dizzy, with voices

sed my sister's death. What d

utile. The accusation of murder see

w who would

m do

oft? Didn't you once tell m

to do is my business. Even if s

g slammed was accompanied

Erik. Don't forg

.

choed, and cold tea was poured

, my clothes in disarray, my bruise

, sweat beading

s lips and sno

im, I thought, but I was

e escaped. As long as I'm aro

heart calmed aft

ile, Erik

re a set of cl

looked

f up. Don't di

, I was the arrogant and willful princess, but in a

but now he seemed displea

nable to bear it, stepping forward to g

ok

but my arroga

and I immediately s

was no longer the Catherine I once was. Even if I tried, I c

t o

denly

houted angrily, smashin

t o

, and he dragged m

still in a daze, my he

took off m

had no place without injuries on her body,

he chance to be in the

dn't had a peaceful

like vomiting. The sticky, foul stench made me w

as if trying to wash away all the filth, ignor

would live for a long time instead. It seemed that being su

.

door startled me, and I in

the clothes ar

owly settled down, and I ti

d over me. I had grown accustomed to living in forced humility, trust

s presidential suite was my favorite place

love for Erik

ke me, I still arrogantly chase

n all over my face, and

which remained bent even after healing. This uglin

e a bloodthirsty beast, my bo

bathroom by my biological father, and had

n empty shell, without a soul b

0

delicate face yet emaciated a

d have been saddened by E

rt was just a b

more than that,

the clothes, fr

go, and the clothes Erik had prepared were loose, the n

e, so I walked barefoot to the doo

face to my neck, finally

l out the clothes, but my

king me uncomfortable, as

eveloped a conditioned response to men's inten

remble, fear roote

pped forward, gripping my arm tightly,

ou trying to sedu