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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 155: I Wish I Could Take All Her Pain

Nancy looked down guiltily and took out Curt's phone from the tea-table drawer. Curt took the phone, frowned. The phone was turned off.

Messages bombarded for a good few seconds as soon as he turned on his phone. Seeing that Curt wasn't making a move, Nathalia grew angry again, "What the hell are you still standing here for? Go to the hospital now! She needs you." She yelled impatiently.

To her surprise, Curt simply put the phone away, sat himself down on the sofa, and said casually, "What's the point? I'm not a doctor anyway."

"Ahhhhh," Nathalia shrieked, not being able to take it anymore. She pushed Matt away, grabbed the forks and knives and plates of food, anything she could, and threw at Curt. Asshole! Go to hell! 

Again, Curt didn't expect Nathalia would be so angry and failed to duck. He was hit a few times and covered by food. He bounced up angrily, his face red, "Get this crazy girl out of my house!" he yelled.