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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 118: This Is Ridiculous

Catherine waited in the small hospital room with Sophia, Maria, and Samuel. At first, they talked, but then the tension grew too much, and they fell into a stressful silence. The surgery was supposed to last five hours, but after two, Catherine felt like she'd go crazy.

A knock sounded at the door, and she jumped to her feet. She tugged the door open, terrified to see a doctor or nurse. Instead, she saw Geoffrey carrying two large canvas bags.

"What are you doing?" she asked the bodyguard.

"Mr. Blair was worried you'd be hungry," she said. "He sent this over from the kitchens. There's enough for all of you." 

"Thanks, Geoffrey," Catherine said. "You can leave it on the table."

Geoffrey placed the two bags on the small hospital table and left the room. An enticing, savory aroma came from the bags, but Catherine wasn't hungry.

"Geoffrey's right," Maria said. "We should eat." 

"I'm not hungry," Sophia murmured.