Red Carpet Revenge

While browsing through the mall, a group of women closed in around me. The one who was leading them was a familiar face: Fiona Lambert, my husband Charlie Skyhawk's newly announced girlfriend. "There's the shameless homewrecker! Let's teach her a lesson!" Fiona's voice sliced through the crowd. Before I could process what was happening, a stinging slap landed across my face. Fiona folded her arms, looking down at me with a scornful smile. "You're Destiny Mckinney, aren't you? You knew Charlie was my boyfriend, yet you dared to go after him?" "Don't waste your breath, Fiona," one of her followers sneered. "Everyone hates a mistress—let's make sure she can't show her face in public again." Instinctively, I shielded my belly, heart pounding. "Wait, I'm pregnant," I stuttered. "Would you really—?" But Fiona's face turned icy, her eyes full of contempt. "Pregnant? You had the audacity to get pregnant with his child? So that's why Charlie left me—because of you and your baby?

I had no strength left to resist. "Charlie will find out... he cares deeply about this child. If he learns that you killed his child, he won't forgive you!" Fiona paused, and for a moment, I thought I'd finally struck fear into her. But then, with a merciless twist, she pressed harder, slashing down my cheek in a swift motion. "How dare you mention Charlie, you wretched woman!" she snarled. "As if I'd let him know I did this. No, by the time I'm through with you, you'll vanish from his life completely." I froze, a chill creeping over me as she carved more lines across my face. The stinging pain became so intense that it numbed me. Seeing the state I was in, Fiona laughed with satisfaction."Destiny, you look horrible now. There's no way you'll ever be able to compete with me for Charlie again," she sneered. "I'll make sure you understand what happens when you cross me!"My body was like a discarded rag doll as she unleashed her fury, slashing and tearing at me. I felt like I

I stayed with Granny Fisher for two months to heal. Since the fishing village had no internet, I had no idea what was happening outside of the village. I didn't know if Charlie was looking for me after I disappeared. But honestly, I didn't care anymore. My focus was solely on regaining my health—only after that could I truly return and seek justice. Two months later, I unwrapped the bandages from my face and looked in the mirror for the first time. Fiona had inflicted serious injuries on my face. Although Granny Fisher's remedies were effective, mottled scars still remained. Granny Fisher looked at my face, sighing regretfully. "Such a beautiful face… It's a shame about those scars. What a tragedy." I touched the uneven marks and smiled faintly. "It's alright. I'll remember this face as a reminder of all they did to me."Once I had fully recovered, I bid Granny Fisher a temporary farewell and returned to the city that had once caused me so much pain. The city was unchanged,

The sales assistant at the bridal shop spotted me and came over enthusiastically to greet me. I used the moment to step inside and sit down beside Charlie. He glanced at me briefly, sending a shiver down my spine—I was afraid he'd recognize me. But he only looked at me for a second before turning his attention back to the magazine in his hands. Feigning surprise, I looked at him and said, "Is that a Jaedon Centenary Edition watch you're wearing? Only ten of those were released worldwide. How impressive to see one here!" After years of marriage, I knew exactly what he loved and how to cater to him. Just as I'd expected, Charlie's expression softened, almost pleasantly surprised. "You're the first person to recognize this watch. Are you a fan, too?" I nodded, smoothly listing off a few rare, high-end watch brands. Only a true connoisseur would know them. I'd learned all of this back when I'd tried to please Charlie, little knowing it would someday come in handy. His eyes lit

"Oh, I see," I replied with feigned innocence. "I thought maybe it was because you had someone else in your heart…" Charlie's expression shifted immediately, turning dark and troubled. "Of course there's someone else in my heart, but it's not love—it's hate." I watched him intently, sensing that he was talking about me. I silently waited for him to continue. "I used to have a wife," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "But she's missing now, along with my child." "Is it possible something happened to her?" I ventured. Charlie let out a cold laugh. "You don't know my ex-wife. She's unbelievably selfish. This is definitely one of her schemes, probably because she isn't happy about how I manage my career." "Just wait," he continued, his tone darkening. "I'll find her eventually. If she's treated my child well, I might let it go. But if she hasn't, I'll teach her a lesson she'll never forget." I stayed silent, smirking inwardly. He had no idea that the very woman he desp