Betrayed, humiliated, and discarded, Serena had always thought that she had nothing left to lose. Married to a man that she once adored, Alexander Calloway, she endured years of neglect and emotional torture, while she watched his childhood sweetheart, Pristine , play the innocent victim and get all the love. When Serena is asked to sign the divorce papers, she is left with nothing but a broken heart, and a hunger for revenge. She finally signs it, while Alexander realizes too late that the woman he so easily discarded was the one he should have fought for. But when fate brings them back together, Serena is no longer the weak, submissive wife, she’s a woman that is determined to make him pay for what he did to her. Will Alexander win back the love he destroyed, or will Serena’s revenge consume them?
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The red candles were properly set on the table and around the room, I knew I had done a very good job. I arranged the final touches on the dining table, setting the three-course meal, which was his favorite, prepared perfectly. Everything seemed to be perfect, it had to be.
He was late. Alexander was supposed to be home by now because tonight wasn’t just any night. It was our wedding anniversary.
Five years of marriage.
Not like these five years had been rosy. Being married to Alexander felt more like a duty than a love story but I still held on, I loved him so much, so I wasn’t ready to give up. Not yet.
I looked at the clock again, and my heart sank in fear. I was starting to doubt that he would return home tonight but I shook the thought off and grabbed my phone.
I checked the time to see that it was almost 9 PM. I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, then my phone buzzed and it made me hopeful to see the message was from him but the moment I saw the message, my lips pursed and my eyes got clouded with tears.
‘Something came up. Don’t wait up.’
That was it. No apology. No explanation. Just another excuse, just like all the other times.
My hands shook terribly while I put the phone down. I spent the entire day preparing everything, foolishly believing that tonight would be different. That he would remember, that he would show up, that he would see me.
But of course, he hadn’t.
I swallowed hard, trying to fight back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. Crying wouldn’t change anything.
I took a wine glass and was about to pour it into a glass when my phone buzzed again. This time, it wasn’t a message. It was a news alert.
I opened it at once and almost skipped a breath when I saw the content.
A photograph filled the screen, it was of Alexander, looking effortlessly handsome in his tailored suit, sitting at a high-end restaurant. And beside him, the other woman was laughing and leaning close to him, Pristine Carter, the woman he always loved.
The caption beneath the image hurt me deeply; ‘CEO Alexander Calloway was spotted at an intimate dinner with Pristine Carter. Business or pleasure?’
I tightened my grip on the phone.
So this was where he had been. Not at work. Not in some urgent meeting. But here, with Pristine. On our anniversary.
I was burning in pain, my legs couldn’t even carry me, so I held the table for support. I was frozen for a moment, and my mind kept struggling to process it all but something inside me snapped.
Enough is enough. I wasn’t going to sit here and drown in my humiliation. If Alexander wanted to celebrate our anniversary with another woman, then he would have to do it with his wife watching.
I grabbed my coat and walked out the door.
I cried all through my drive to the restaurant and it made my vision blurry. My mind kept on thinking about all the lies and excuses he could give, every lie that he could tell.
But I made up my mind that I wasn’t going to let him take me for a fool.
I pushed through the doors of La Belle Vie, and my eyes scanned the room in search of him. From the decorations of the restaurant, anyone could tell that this wasn’t the type of place for workers or business partners, it was the type of place meant for lovers.
My eyes finally landed on them.
They were seated in a secluded corner and Alexander had a very relaxed posture, he was even smiling sheepishly at her, something he would never do around me. They were all touchy but it wasn’t just that that made my blood turn cold. It was the necklace resting against Pristine’s collarbone.
That was a delicate, intricate piece, a sapphire pendant set in gold. The one I had admired months ago in a jewelry store window when I and Alexander went out to shop, I clearly remember how he had brushed it off as not my style.
I grabbed my chest, pressing it like it would stop the pain. So he bought it for her.
Now, I was not only filled with pain, I was angry and I couldn’t contain it any longer, so I straightened my shoulders and walked to their table.
Pristine was the first to notice me. Her lips curved into a smile, and I could see the mischief in her fake smile. She seemed happy to see how miserable I looked.
I stopped beside their table. “Am I interrupting something?” I said with a very calm and controlled voice.
Alexander turned, with a blank expression. “Serena.” He said my name as though my presence was an inconvenience. “What are you doing here?”
Pristine placed a manicured hand on his arm, feigning surprise. “Serena! Oh, what a pleasant surprise.”
I forced a smile. “Imagine that. My husband took another woman out on a date on our anniversary, and I had to find out through the news.” My gaze turned to Alexander, waiting for an explanation, or a form of remorse but there was none.
Pristine sighed, tilting her head. “Don’t get yourself worked up over nothing, Alex…”
“Shut that hole, you dirty whore, I am talking to my husband!” I screamed at her, calling attention to our table.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, Serena?” Alex spoke up. “You are disgracing me.”
I scoffed. “Disgrace? That’s all you can say?”
“You know what? Maybe it’s time to stop pretending. You deserve to know the truth,” Pristine said, giving me a hostile look.
“What truth?” I muttered, my toes curling up in my shoes.
Her hand moved to her stomach, with a slow motion. “I’m pregnant.”
It felt like I was losing my mind and the whole place was spinning. Did she just say she was pregnant? There was no need for her to specify who had the baby, it belonged to Alexander. Hence his reason for always running to her.
My stomach knotted. “No,” I whispered, my voice was barely audible. I turned to Alexander, begging him with my eyes to deny it, to tell me that he was just with her because she was his friend and she had no other person to take care of her but he said nothing.
The silence was my answer.
I sucked in a deep breath, summoning the courage to ask my next question. “For how long?” My voice trembled, but I held my ground. “How long have you been screwing her?”
Alexander exhaled sharply, rubbing his temple as though I was the problem. “Serena, stop acting like a victim. We have been married for five years, and you haven’t given me a child.”
What? He was shifting the blame for his infidelity to me.
“So now you think this is my fault?” My laugh was hollow, bitter. “You think I’m the reason we don’t have children?” I leaned in, my voice getting sharp. “Maybe if my husband touched me, I would have given him a child.”
Pristine gasped, pretending to be shocked, while Alexander’s expression darkened. “Serena, enough.”
“Enough?” I repeated, raising my voice. “You humiliate me, betray me, and now you want to blame me?”
I reached for the wine bottle on their table and poured myself a glass. Lifting it in a mock toast, then I met Alexander’s cold eyes.
“To the happy couple.”
I downed the drink in one go, the alcohol burned my throat but it was nothing compared to the fire raging inside me. Then, without another word, I turned and walked away. I didn’t look back.
Serena's POVI didn’t know what to say. A date? With Mr. Kyle?My heart thudded awkwardly, and before I could stop myself, I heard my voice say, “I’ll think about it… since it’s just a casual dinner.”He smiled softly, like he had expected that answer. Then, as if offering me something sweeter than the dinner itself, he said, “You're free to stay at the suite as long as you like, no more charges. I’ll take care of it.”That stunned me more than the date offer. “Oh,” I blinked. “Thank you… that’s really generous of you.”He gave a small nod, like it was no big deal, but I knew what this meant. He was interested. And now, I had to figure out what I wanted.I stood up gently, adjusting my dress. “I’ll be on my way now,” I said.“Take your time,” he replied, not in a rush, not pushing me either.The moment I stepped out of his office, the cool hallway air felt heavier. Two guards were already waiting to escort me back to the suite. I didn’t say anything to them, just walked in silence,
Serena's POVShe scowled, a flicker of curiosity in her eyes. "Do you think it has something to do with last night? Maybe because I embarrassed myself. Oh God, do you think he's going to ban us from the hotel?"I smiled quietly. "I don't think so. He was not upset when he stood you up. In fact, he was very calm."Sophia groaned, covering her face. "Ugh, I kissed Damien and then passed out in front of the hotel owner."I smiled, "No you didn't kiss Damien until we were inside. Mr Kyle had no knowledge of the kiss, unless you decide to tell him.""Fucking fuck you," she playfully teased and I laughed.We finished the rest of our meal in silence, our mouths shut as if to talk would take away from us enjoying the most expensive meal we have ever had in our entire lifetime.Sophia yawned and looked over at me. "So, what do you think he wants?"I put down my phone. "Who?""Mr. Kyle. The owner of the hotel," she remarked, raising an eyebrow. "You got a call that he needs to see you. Don't te
Serena's POVSophia sprang for the bed as if out of the fire, threw herself under the blankets, and settled into her best "sleeping peacefully" position.I had to push my hand into my mouth in order to suppress the laughter. Her hair was mussed and she was breathing like she just ran a marathon. Very convincing.The second knock came.I cleared my throat, trying to sound as normal as possible. "Come in."Damien pushed the door open and slipped in, glancing over at the bed where Sophia lay sleeping. He didn't say a word about her, likely thought she was actually sleeping.His eyes shifted to mine. "How is she?""She's okay," I lied, folding my hands in front of me. "Just sleeping it off.""I can tell that." He chuckled, then ran the back of his neck. "Listen, about last night."My heart skipped a beat. Oh God, here we go.He continued, "When I had just stepped out of the shower, you were already in bed, sound asleep. I did not want to wake you up, so I simply lay down beside you. I swe
Serena's POVI couldn’t even remember falling asleep, let alone knowing when he came to the bed beside me.My heart thumped loudly in my chest as I stared at him.I sat on the bed for a second, confused and breathing hard.Did we…?I didn’t think so.But why didn’t Damien take me back to my room? Why did he leave me here?I looked down at my body, slowly checking for any sign that something intimate happened. But I couldn’t tell. My underwear was still on. My clothes didn’t feel out of place. A doom settled in my chest, like a weighty discomfort.Carefully rising, my legs felt a little heavy and sleepy, and perhaps, just a little intoxicated.I walked on tiptoe toward the door and slipped out, the door knob still warming up in my palm. I was not ready to face Damien, not even ready to accept the truth on what had transpired between us last night should it be the one I dreaded.On entering my room, I froze.Sophia was already there, arms folded, hair all messed up, looking into one e
Serena's POVDamien turned to me like I’d just committed high treason. “You told her what?"“I didn’t!” I threw my hands up, speechless. “Okay, maybe once. But it wasn’t supposed to be, God, not like this.”He was still blinking like someone just slapped him with a fish.Sophia giggled, clearly pleased with herself. “Don’t be mad, Serena. Sharing is caring.”“I’m not sharing,” I muttered under my breath.I looked at Damien again, and he just shook his head, lips slightly parted, stunned into silence.It was official: this was the most unhinged 2AM of my life.Sophia blinked up at Damien with that lazy, wine-heavy smile.“Your lips…” she said, slurring just a little. “I can see why Serena thinks they’re sexy.”My jaw dropped. I didn’t say that. Out loud. Did I? I'm never going to let Sophia drink again, ever.Before I could react, she followed it with, “I bet you’re a beast in bed too. Never thought our cute little lawyer had it in him.”Then, just like that, she passed out. Right on D
Serena's POVDamien finally looked at him, one eyebrow raised. “Ex-boyfriend, huh?”Felix stood slowly, deliberately. “Yeah. Problem?”Oh no.I got up so fast I knocked my chair back a little. “Okay! No. Nope. We’re not doing this. This isn’t some stupid pissing contest.”“She talks about you a lot,” Damien cut in, smirking at Felix.Oh my God.“Wow, seriously?” I shot Damien a look.Felix stepped closer, and even though he was smiling, it wasn’t a nice one. “Maybe because I made an impression.”I groaned. “Are you two going to fight over me in the middle of a freaking hotel bar? Should I throw down a glove or something?”Sophia, ever helpful, raised her glass. “You two should fight for her. Winner gets Serena, loser gets me.”“Girl,” I hissed. “Shut up.”She giggled, then flopped back on the table. “I’m kidding. Kind of.”"You don't know this dude, Serena," Felix warned, "He was sleeping with my fiance." I froze, Sophia's eyes widened in surprise.I thought they were going to fight
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