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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 215: She was Jealous

Catherine never slept in Blair's family house before. But she saw women's clothes in Sean's wardrobe. There were sleep gowns and casual outfits. Most of them were dressed, which covered half a closet.

Catherine took a look, and they were all new. Even the tags weren't removed. Besides, they were from luxury brands, a lot like her clothes in Sean's mansion.

"Honey, why do you buy these?" She frowned, and her gaze fell on Sean's handsome face. 

Catherine was getting used to calling Sean honey since he forced her to. But she only called him that in private. In public, she called him Sean.

Sean looked up at her.

"The sizes fit me. Are those for me?"

Sean didn't answer.

"Why don't you answer? Aren't these for me?"

The thought that he had girlfriends made Catherine jealous. She suddenly realized she knew so little about him.

"Yeah, they are all for a fairy."

Catherine came to Sean and asked, "Which one? Do I know her?"