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.The bodyguard rushed into the apartment and froze at the sight of his master lying helplessly on the floor.“Miss Angelina, the car is ready!” he shouted.Angelina tried to lift Hans’s body, but her strength wasn’t enough.“Help me lift him! Hurry, get him to the car!” she cried in despair.Two bodyguards immediately carried Hans, whose body was still convulsing. Meanwhile, Angelina dashed into her room, snatched her bag, and followed them closely from behind.Her face was pale, her eyes brimming with tears she could no longer hide. Fear gnawed at her as she looked at Hans’s worsening condition.Inside the speeding car, Angelina sat beside him, clutching his hand tightly.“Hans… you have to be strong. There are so many beautiful things I still want to experience with you,” she whispered, her voice trembling.Hans’s eyes fluttered open, half-conscious, his breathing labored.“Angelina…” His voice was barely audible. She squeezed his hand tighter.“My chest… it hurts so much,” Hans murm
“Can’t even finish off a single woman? Useless fools!” Axton’s furious roar echoed through the room. His fist slammed against the table, knocking a glass to the floor, where it shattered into pieces.On the other end of the call, his two subordinates swallowed hard, trembling with fear.“Mr. Axton… that woman wasn’t alone. We were beaten mercilessly by Derox’s only son.”Axton let out a harsh snort. “Cowards! I don’t need to hear your pathetic excuses. Rethink your strategy at once!” He cut off the call roughly, then hurled his phone onto the sofa.Out on the balcony, Axton clenched his fists tight. His chest heaved with restrained fury, emotions boiling beneath his skin.“Why is it so damn difficult to defeat you, Angelina…” he muttered through gritted teeth, his gaze piercing the darkness of the night.“This time, luck was on your side. But mark my words… next time, victory will be mine,” he swore under his breath, voice low but laced with venom. The chill of the night air did nothi
The masked man, knife raised, lunged at Hans. His movements were swift, sharp, unreadable—clearly well-trained.Hans spun his steel rod, blocking the strike. CLANG! The clash of metal rang out through the night. He staggered back a step, then retaliated with a quick blow to his opponent’s knee.The man winced, stumbling, but refused to yield. His knife flashed again, slashing toward Hans’s hand.“Argh!” Hans cried out as the blade sliced across his palm. Blood instantly welled up.“Hans!” Angelina screamed from inside the car. Her body trembled; she wanted to get out, but her legs felt frozen.Hans clenched his jaw, forcing himself to ignore the searing pain. He had no time to think of wounds. With full force, he swung the rod again, striking the man’s stomach until he doubled over. Once more, Hans swung—this time at his head.THUD!The man collapsed to the ground, his knife slipping from his grasp.The other masked attacker, whose arm Hans had struck earlier, charged forward in fury.
The black car kept tailing them, its headlights cutting sharply into the rear of Hans’s vehicle, making Angelina feel even more unsafe.“Hans, they’re getting closer!” Angelina cried, clutching the dashboard tightly.Seeing her terrified, Hans couldn’t bear it.Grinding his teeth, he pressed the accelerator harder. The car sped forward, racing through an intersection and onto a road that was growing increasingly deserted. “Don’t worry, Angelina. I won’t let them lay a hand on you.”Angelina glanced over her shoulder. The black car was still there, only a few meters behind. “God… whoever they are, please save us!”“Now listen carefully to me—hold on tight!” Hans jerked the wheel to the right, swerving sharply into a narrow lane. The tires screeched violently, the car nearly skidding off the road.Angelina lurched sideways, her body slamming against the door. “Hans!” she screamed.“Stay calm, love. We’ll make it out!” Hans shot back quickly, his eyes locked on the road ahead. His mind r
With great care, Angelina recounted what she had discovered the previous night. She sat upright, her hands clasped tightly on the desk in Mr. Carlos’s office. Her eyes carried a sharp, cautious gleam.“I found something, Sir,” Angelina said, her voice trembling though she tried to remain calm. “About Barron Cross… he’s not just an ordinary shady businessman. According to the data I uncovered, he’s the mastermind behind the King RAS mafia group.”The room fell silent. Mr. Carlos, a middle-aged man with silver at his temples, narrowed his eyes.“King RAS?” he repeated, his voice heavy.Angelina nodded. “Yes. They’re not a small group. Their network has already spread across several regions of America, including Washington. And it’s highly possible Barron Cross has changed his identity multiple times just to escape the law.”Mr. Carlos tapped his fingers on the desk, a sign he was thinking deeply. “And what do you want from me, Angelina?”“Your help, Sir,” Angelina replied firmly. “I wan
Hans finally gave in to Angelina’s request. With a cold face but eyes full of questions, he spoke briefly, “All right. If it really has to be now, I’ll take you to Deddy’s house.”Angelina nodded slightly. “Thank you, Hans.” Her voice carried both relief and tension, as though she were preparing herself for something heavy.The journey to Mr. Carlos’s residence passed in silence. Only the hum of the car’s engine filled the air. Hans glanced at Angelina several times, but she kept her gaze fixed outside the window, hiding her unease behind a faint smile.When they arrived at the grand estate, Hans switched off the engine. He turned toward her. “You know, I’ve been curious about what you want to talk to Deddy about.”Angelina swallowed hard, then offered a thin smile. “You’re going to be surprised.”They stepped out together. The moment they entered the living room, a warm greeting embraced them.“Angelina, darling… Why didn’t Hans tell me you were coming? I haven’t prepared anything,”
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