Married to the brother of former lover to love revenge

He said all the wounds are healed, except for wounds caused by sex. I, more than anyone understand what the pain was that silver side. The unspeakable hatred has turned me into a ruthless, iron man.

Almost throughout the last 2 years I have never forgotten the pain of betrayal.

I've become a beautiful bride, tenderness in his eyes relentlessly admiration of everyone around. Mixed in the crowd that is containing eye know how unspeakable joy, it contains both the grief and hate you, whom I have ever loved, became my husband's brother. The man was ruthless dropped me off under new Mistresses.

You have made my life became meaningless, make me lose faith in life.

I thought he run away from my life? How can you expect to have a good day I dignified step into his family, became official members in this House, are your parents love you and will gather party same moment you: sister-in-law.

3 years ago, and I've been a very beautiful couple. He was born and grew up in a poor family in the countryside. Poor House, Eastern brothers and sisters should pay enough for the sisters to go to school was a thing almost too much for my parents.

I was born and raised in the town of Hung yen. My parents are both teachers should learning be put on top. Her parents say just I learn well, no longer have to worry about money. However computer I like independent from young right from the first step into the lectures I have arbitrarily go tutor just to earn extra income, just to help yourself have more experience after school. Of course, I'm still learning not to be neglected.

First year of College, run rủn to how I got seat next to him. He has lovingly form, little said. He never expressed or nọt quit hunting the new girlfriend of familiarity as the other boyfriend. Left back in England have something need brains, tửng and seems somewhat romantic streak. This fascinated me.

We shared table seating, however but you never get used to talk to me. This makes me more curious. For a time, due to not copy the article and being a teacher, he borrowed my SOAP.

It is also the first time we are acquainted with each other. Learn about you I know, turns out he is not as cold as possible. In deep down in the soul of the other contains your intimate pleasure.  I don't like school, from baby he just likes to make money. You go to school like this is just to give your parents happy. The sincerity of my openness has led to our story more and go further. We began to recognize in each other have much in common. We are officially in love over the second year.

For me, it's about the most beautiful time in my life. The shuttle together to school, struggled together, together lesson will never repeat again. Since you love me, were I to "tame", I want you to pack all your strength into the study, also do not want you to do more on the outside just to spend time preparation. The real thing is very difficult with him but because I love you, I accept. We aim to achieve each scholarship and graduate with a degree in hand to easily get a good job.

But poor students love but never occur quarrel or frictions. I go teach tutor make tidy also should spend most of the money on the spending of the two. The love ride charge account or go eat or go to school more I actively paid by you and I understand his situation.

Have you ever told me that: "bad baby to you smiles, he didn't help me at all. Only after this is finished he married promise to children ". I just smiled satisfied. Love you I pity what you my money as well as your money. Even my daughter's life has also given trót. After this he reached out to school to earn a high salary, good job I enjoy rather than anyone else. Think so so in, I considered him as her husband.

Just love each other all the time, I was busy teaching should not have the opportunity of launching his family. We intend when out of the wedding. By roads also.

2 years later, we are delighted with the school a good degree in hand. He had matriculated a company specializing in software. I also apply a foreign company to bet with a pretty good salary. Busy work, work schedule prevented our time together is increasingly sparse. Weddings for continuous time qifu mumo. In that time, we've rented housing together.

Suddenly one day I accidentally discovered in the phone message-your love of a girl. I feel extremely light-headed. I asked him then he confessed doesn't always little family. He said: "I have asked the other daughter. That girl is his daughter worked as company director. Just three months you're going to a wedding, I dare not tell you lest you hurt ".

God, I collapsed as parties. Once you like rice cold water into my heart. I cry like the rain, turn him enough just hope this is a joke of him but not. He only said briefly: "you love me then, I keep letting you".

And then you move out, nor what contacts with me any more, leave me crying adamant throughout the months.

I have wilt wear and hospitalized several days after the loss of water transmission shock. That time for me was horrible, every night I also cried because remember you, and sets out how the question why without a response. So it took almost 2 years I'm back.

And run rủn to how that time in my company had him new colleagues in my special interest. He's gentle, honest and good for me. Initially I also avoided by yourself has not really ready for a new love story but then the last couple of times stories accidentally I discovered a true open-air dynamic: men are interested in me again is the children's gut has betrayed me.

So no bit of prejudice, I accept his wife with a single objective: revenge.

Now that I'm pregnant first and son coming to the birth date. During the past year I have a serene day, happy. The current husband as a tool of revenge I though you treat me very well. He did not know the story between me and his brother.

Now, the new year holidays or weekends, the couple still I go home my husband family party beaked and naturally I was still faced with "traitor." I still don't forget eyes that always look at me full of fear, sometimes as begging. I'm very happy for that, but one thing I must, that is my poor husband is still caring loving I'm out of ink, I find myself guilty. Don't know whether I should say this truth out?=