The letter from Angelina's uterus examination that was deliberately forged by someone turned her married life with Axton, which was originally like heaven, into hell. Her mistake, Angelina kept the letter secretly until one day, Evelyn, her mother-in-law, found out the contents of the letter stating that Angelina could not have children. Axton, as Angelina's husband, did not accept and felt that he had been cheated by the woman for three years of marriage. The man also brought his affair woman to Angelina's presence and asked her to agree to a letter of agreement. With what kind of plan will Angelina survive and take revenge on them?
View More"Your time is up, Angelina Sandore, to become Mrs. Axton Barayev Almero!" The loud voice came from Mrs. Evelyn Almero, the old woman who was now pointing to the right where Angelina, the daughter-in-law, stood.
The situation in the living room was tense when Angelina's secret was revealed. For two weeks, she had been hiding something from her husband's family. The big secret was written on a piece of paper from one of the major hospitals that showed she could not have children. The evidence was in Evelyn's right hand. She crumpled the paper tightly until it was round, then threw it right in front of Angelina's face. "All this time, you deceived us all! No wonder that after three years of marriage, my son was not blessed with offspring! It turns out that your womb is defective!" Evelyn scolded her daughter-in-law. "Mother, forgive me!" Angelina tried to approach Evelyn, but her steps stopped when her mother-in-law's gaze was full of hatred. "I'll call Axton. He must know about his wife's lies!" Evelyn picked up her cell phone, swiping quickly at the screen. "Mom, please don't call Axton," Angelina said, reflexively pulling Evelyn's hand until the phone almost fell. "Idiot!" Evelyn's eyes widened sharply at Angelina. "Please don't tell him. I can explain everything. Please, Mom!" Angelina's palms were clasped together, begging her mother-in-law to keep her secret. But apparently, that unlucky day had arrived for Angelina. The sound of a car rumbling outside the house signaled that Axton-her husband-had returned from Evelyn's family-owned company. "See? Axton is home! You'll be kicked out of this house in no time!" Evelyn smiled wryly. Angelina looked down. Her heart was racing. She thought of ways to keep Axton from getting angry with her. She could already imagine how disappointed Axton would be if he heard her mother-in-law's complaints. The tall, wide door opened. Axton walked into the living room. His forehead wrinkled slightly when he found his wife and mother there. Axton looked at the faces of the two women in turn. "Mom, Angelina, what happened?" Axton asked. Evelyn walked over to her son, standing at eye level with Axton, who was still carrying his briefcase, while Angelina, filled with a sense of dread, looked at her husband. "Right now, you should divorce Angelina and throw this useless woman out, Axton!" ordered Evelyn, pointing at Angelina. "What does that mean, Mommy?" Axton looked confused. "Angelina has lied to all of us! She has lied to the Almero family!" said Evelyn in a loud voice. "Lied to? Explain; I don't understand," said Axton, unable to grasp where his mother was going. "All this time, Angelina has been deliberately hiding the truth that her womb is defective! She will not be able to provide offspring for the Almero family's successor!" Of course, Evelyn's explanation surprised Axton. His sharp eyes were fixed on Angelina, then moved to the floor where the round paper was lying under Angelina's feet. "Is that so, Angelina?" Axton cast a questioning gaze at his wife. Angelina was nervous, unable to explain why. If she told Axton the truth at that very moment, her marriage would be ruined. If her marriage was destroyed, Angelina's life would also be ruined, leaving her stranded on the streets. Angelina didn't want that to happen. She couldn't be discarded by the Almero family. She had to defend her marriage. "Answer, Angelina! What Mom said is all true!" Axton's voice began to rise. "I'm sorry, Axton. I... can explain everything," Angelina said in a trembling voice. "Are you not going to be able to give me offspring?!" Axton asked sternly. Axton clenched his hands into fists, his teeth chattering with anger. Angelina stepped in front of him and then knelt at his feet. "Axton, don't hate me," she said, looking down. "I know I was wrong. I'm sorry I did that stupid thing. I was afraid you wouldn't love me anymore." "Don't give her any mercy, Axton! She's a poor, ignorant woman! She doesn't deserve to be your wife. She doesn't deserve to be part of the highly esteemed Almero family! How will people out there judge? A noble daughter-in-law can't produce offspring? Shame on you!" said Evelyn, fed up with seeing Angelina clutching Axton's feet, which were still clad in dress shoes, begging for pity. Axton bent his body, firmly gripping Angelina's wrists as he pulled her to her feet. Angelina grimaced with pain. "Do you know the consequences if you dare to play with me, Angelina?" The baritone voice sounded sinister. "Get out of my house right now!" Axton yelled right in front of his wife's face. "I'm not leaving!" snapped Angelina. Axton's anger peaked. He dragged Angelina roughly, walking quickly as he brought her towards the main door. "Axton, please! I love you so much!" "Six years of your life. Don't you remember our sweet memories?" Angelina was still trying to hold on in the last seconds before she was completely dumped by the Almero family. "Don't mind her talk! That woman doesn't deserve to be with you, Axton!" said Evelyn, anxious about Angelina, who was still persistent. "Please, Axton. Please...!" The sound of Angelina's moaning did not discourage Axton from throwing his wife's thin body onto the porch. Angelina fell to the floor. Axton and Evelyn stood side by side, looking down at the floor with contempt for a woman who could not have offspring. Angelina was disposed of like a carcass that smelled, as if something disgusting must be destroyed immediately. "You've dared to lie to me all these years! Now bear the consequences!" Axton grumbled, not feeling sorry for his wife at all. With her face flushed with tears, Angelina replied, "But I'm still your wife, Axton!" "Anyone who dares to deceive me is my enemy!" Axton said.Hans could hear his own heartbeat—fast and heavy. The distance between them was now only a few inches. His gaze lingered on Angelina’s tightly closed lips, as if waiting for something he wasn’t sure he dared to hope for.But just before he actually touched her, Angelina suddenly opened her eyes. “Hans…” Her voice was soft, almost a whisper.Hans froze, looking deep into her eyes. “What is it? Are you afraid I’ll kiss you?” he asked quietly, his tone half anxious, half hopeful.Angelina shook her head slowly, though her gaze was complicated. “Not afraid… just… I don’t want you to become like him.”Hans fell silent, curiosity and jealousy hitting his chest all at once. “Him? Are you talking about Axton?”Angelina didn’t answer. She simply looked away, as if the subject was too heavy to discuss. Hans exhaled, trying to hold himself back. “I’m not him, Angelina. And I’ll never be him.”She remained silent, but Hans knew that behind that look was a high wall he couldn’t break through. He p
The silence hanging between Hans and Wilona felt like a thick layer of fog. The clock on the wall ticked softly, yet every second sounded far too loud in Hans’s ears.“Mommy…” Hans called again, his tone softer this time. “If it’s important, I need to know now.”Wilona slowly lifted her head. Her gaze was hazy, like someone walking down a long, dark hallway of memories. “This… was a long time ago. Back then, you were very young.”Hans leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “What happened?”Wilona took a long breath, lowered her head again, her fingers twisting together in unease. “Daddy once told me about someone. A man who nearly brought down Derox. He was cunning, strategic… but he also carried a deep, personal grudge. Not just a business rivalry.”“Who was he?” Hans pressed, his voice growing sharper.Wilona closed her eyes for a moment. “Your father said that man was once Derox’s close friend… before everything turned into betrayal.”Hans felt his chest tighten. “Why did
Hans froze in place when he felt Angelina’s body suddenly go limp in his arms. His original intention had only been to tease her—a simple attempt to coax a smile from her tense face. But the reaction he got made his breath hitch.“Angelina? Hey… wake up.” Hans lightly patted her cheek, hoping she would open her eyes. But there was no response. “Damn it…” he muttered, panic beginning to take over.Without wasting a second, Hans scooped her into his arms. His footsteps were quick and determined as he headed to the car parked in the office basement. A few employees who saw them could only stare, not daring to ask questions. In his heart, Hans prayed this was nothing more than exhaustion.Once they reached the mansion, Hans immediately called his personal doctor. “Come to the house right now and examine someone. She’s unconscious,” he ordered, his voice firm, leaving no room for refusal.While waiting for the doctor, Hans laid Angelina on his private bedroom’s bed—a room rarely occupied b
Angelina stood for a long moment in front of the empty room’s door, her heart pounding erratically. She couldn’t simply accept the nurse’s vague answer. With firm steps, she headed to the reception desk.“Who is the doctor in charge of a patient named Axton Barayev Almero?!” she demanded loudly, causing several people to turn their heads.The receptionist looked startled, then quickly pulled up the data on her computer. “Patient under the name Axton Barayev Almero… I’m sorry, Ma’am. He’s not on our inpatient list.”“What do you mean he’s not?!” Angelina’s voice rose, her eyes narrowing. “I saw him in that room just a few days ago. How could he vanish just like that?”The receptionist looked uneasy. “This data is official, Ma’am. If the name isn’t listed, it means the patient has been transferred… or—”“OR WHAT?!” Angelina cut in, her tone trembling with restrained anger.The woman behind the desk lowered her gaze. “Or his own family handled the transfer without informing anyone else.”
This morning, the atmosphere at Almero Group’s office felt unusually quiet. Sunlight filtered through the large glass windows of the director’s office, falling directly onto Angelina’s desk piled with important documents. She had been sitting in the plush chair for less than an hour when the phone on her desk suddenly rang. Her secretary’s voice sounded panicked. “Excuse me, Madam, Mrs. Evelyn is here to see you. She says it’s very important.”Angelina froze for a moment. The name alone made her heartbeat quicken. Yet, with a calm tone, she replied, “Send her in.”The door opened. Evelyn stepped in, her face full of unease. Without any pleasantries, she spoke right away, her voice trembling with emotion. “Angelina, I came to beg you.”Angelina eyed the older woman doubtfully. “Did I hear you correctly, the esteemed Mrs. Evelyn?” Her tone dripped with sarcasm.“Don’t toy with a mother who’s fighting for her son’s life,” Evelyn’s voice quivered.“All right, your time is short, so… speak
The night was unusually quiet when Hans’s car stopped in front of Angelina’s apartment. The city lights flickered in the distance while the night breeze brushed softly against their faces.“Thank you, Hans. You went out of your way to bring me here,” Angelina said, turning to him. Her faint smile was sincere, though her eyes betrayed exhaustion.Hans raised his brows, his expression serious as he turned to face her. “I couldn’t let you go home alone. Especially after what happened with Hana… I was worried something might happen to you.”Angelina lowered her head, clutching the strap of her bag. “I’m fine, really. You don’t have to worry so much.”Hans pulled the car closer to the curb, his gaze locking on her face. “And about that strange message… I still haven’t gotten an answer from you. How did it end up on your phone? What was the real meaning of that text?”She froze, her lips trembling. “I… I don’t know either, Hans. The message just appeared out of nowhere. Maybe it was a mista
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