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The RISE Of NATHALIA CARTER

The wedding day. A moment that most women treasured with but not with her. She was poisoned on her own wedding day; Nathalia Carter died full of hatred for her father and fiance. How could she accept that they murdered her? Nathalia gaped at Evette Carter, her step-sister, who was now laughing at her stupidity. Evette is one of the culprits behind her painful death. Demons. They are all demons. Nathalia thought in silence while she closed her eyes as consciousness abandoned her. With rage and tears, Nathalia cursed them and promised to take revenge if given a chance to survive. Suddenly, God hears her prayer and gives her a second chance, and she is allowed to come back to seek revenge. This time, she will not be so naive. She becomes fiercer and eager to bring justice to her own death. She would make sure they got what they deserved in this life. Revenge. Torture. Take everything they had. Make them suffer ten times worse than what they did to her. Along the way, her life changed when she met the notorious playboy- Spencer Davidson. He aims to take her as his woman and help her to fulfill her desire to take revenge. Love, Revenge, and Mystery played along the way. Giving her the most challenging part as she journeyed through her new life. Cover Created by: Weilan Wanna know more about the story, follow me on Instagram: annashannellin

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Chapter 110: How Can I Be Patient With Her?

"I can't," Linda whimpered. "I made a promise before God. I swore to stay with him through sickness and health, through good times and bad. I can't break that vow. If anything, it's my fault this happens. If I was a better wife, he would never—"

"Do you hear yourself right now?" Catherine said, clenching her hands into fists. "How can you blame yourself for what he does? It's not your fault. It's his fault! He's the one who chooses to drink and gamble and beat his wife and daughter." 

"But—" Linda whispered.

Catherine bent over the bed, putting her face close to Linda's, "It's not your fault. It's his fault."

A hand closed on her shoulder and pulled her away from the bed. She turned and found Maria giving her a warning look.

"I think you need to calm down," Maria said quietly.