Lilitee

-Don't tell me you thought I was sincere, mocked Donovan, giggling before whispering in my ear, from the start I was just playing with you

I pushed him away brutally.

-Everything you did to me, I threatened him, I will pay it back to you a hundredfold, now you get out

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Huyn is a famous superstar who is considered stunning by everyone. Yet her husband prefers to cheat on her with girls who don't even come close to his level.

How many times will she have to endure these humiliations without saying anything?

When life gives Huyn another chance to be reborn, she decides to take revenge. This time, she intends to reveal Donovan's actions to the whole world.

But as her new life begins, will she be able to make the right choices when it comes to love and friendship? Because some will seek to kill it, others will want to destroy it. 

Many chapters every week!!!

Reborn : To Take My Revenge

The hairdresser finally approached, putting an end to our tense exchange.

I stood up and followed the hairdresser, giving Visha one last look.

-Good luck, Visha. I'm sure you'll need it

I sat in the barber's chair, trying to relax despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. This confrontation had shaken me more than I wanted to admit, but I also felt a certain satisfaction. I had stood up to Vishan once again.

If she thought I was easy to intimidate, I thought, she was missing the point.

As the stylist began to work on my hair, I focused on the present moment, determined not to let Visha or anyone else bother me again.

As the hairdresser began to work on my hair, I thought of another way to fight back. I didn't want to just let Visha's insult go by. An idea came to mind, and I decided to put my plan into action.

-Excuse me, I said to the hairdresser with a polite smile. "I just have to sort something out quickly. I'll be right back."

I stood up and walked towards Visha, who was looking at me with visible suspicion. I leaned towards her, feigning a friendly smile.

-You know, Visha, I whispered in her ear, "you really make me feel sorry for you."

Before she could react, I stood up and pretended to trip slightly, grabbing a bottle of shampoo from a nearby shelf. The bottle opened and its contents spilled onto the floor and, inadvertently, onto Visha's purse.

-Oh no!, I exclaimed with false sincerity. "I'm so sorry, Visha! Let me help you clean this up."

I reached down and picked up the bag, pretending to wipe it. In reality, I poured all the remaining shampoo inside the bag, making sure to soak every nook and cranny.

-Don't worry, I'll fix everything, I said smiling, while continuing my sabotage work.

Visha stared at the scene, wide-eyed, still in shock from my previous statement and now the incident with the shampoo.

-Give me that!, she finally said, snatching the bag from my hands, her face red with anger. "You've already done enough."

"Sorry again," I replied, doing my best to sound contrite. "I hope it doesn't damage your stuff too much."

Visha didn't answer, too busy checking the damage. I stood up and returned to the hairdresser's chair, a smile of inner satisfaction stretching my lips.

The hairdresser, who hadn't really understood what had happened, looked at me with a questioning expression. "Everything is fine ?"

"Yes, everything is settled," I replied, sitting down again. "Thanks for your patience."

As the hairdresser resumed his work, I took one last look at Visha, who was desperately trying to clean her bag. A feeling of quiet triumph warmed me. I had regained control of the situation, and although this little revenge was petty, it had eased some of my frustration.

-I warned you, I whispered with a mischievous smile on my lips

Honestly, if Visha wasn't Donovan's sister, I would have taken revenge on her a long time ago by doing all kinds of filth to her.

I will be as vicious as you