LOGINSometimes, you start to question the true essence of your life.
Would I have been better off as an insignificant person? Or maybe a rat? That’s exactly how I felt the moment the doctor spoke those words in front of me. Here was a man I had always desired, hoping he would make me pregnant, yet he chose to give that to my sister. But that wasn’t all. My father turned toward me, his eyes blazing, and spoke the words my mother had been pushing him to say for a long time. “Sarah Robertson, you cease to be my daughter from this day forward. You are no longer my daughter legally. You are hereby dismissed from the family business, and you will also stop bearing my name. My lawyer will inform you of the next steps.” His words literally tore me in half. I was speechless. The nurses, some patients, and even the nearby doctors kept staring at me as if I were a leper. “Dad, it’s not my fault. She was sleeping with him… she was sleeping with my husband!” I said, as hot tears streamed down my face. “I only tried to defend what was mine.” “Defend what’s yours? James was never yours to begin with. We only needed to use you for…” Margaret sneered. “I don’t even see why I should tell you all this. I think everything is already clear. You heard your father. You cease to be a Robertson from today.” Margaret said that as she walked away with James to go see Sheila. I no longer knew if I had gone too far. I cursed my misfortune and fell to my knees. I felt my throat tighten as I bowed my head in shame. “Dad, please… don’t do this. I didn’t mean to hurt her.” The tears running down my face mixed with the mucus dripping from my nose. “I never wanted any of this to happen. James… he…” “Shut your mouth!” His voice thundered, making me flinch. “You spend your time blaming everyone for your bad luck! Are you going to tell me that James forced you to do this?” “Dad, listen to me, please.” I choked on my own words, my hands clasped together. “Listen to a murderer? You’re still standing only because she didn’t die. I would have had you locked away for life if you had killed her,” my father shouted. “Give me your car keys. You never earned anything through your own work. It’s my name that gave you everything. I guess it’s time you learned to survive on your own. Your contract with my company is terminated as of today.” He looked at his watch. “I never want to see you near my family again. I don’t want to see your face or your smile. I never want to see you again!” Frederick—the man I had always known as my father since birth—shouted those words before turning around and walking away without even giving me a final glance.The thrill of power surged through me like fire. For the first time in years, I felt untouchable.Every betrayal, every humiliation, every sleepless night of despair—it all pointed to this moment.I shut my eyes and I could remember all the pains. My nose bled again, and I tilted my head backwards, grabbing the nearest tissue to stop it.I opened the company folders carefully. Contracts, bank statements, property deeds… all under my name now.I don't know how Dennis did it, but he managed to get it all back.Money, power and wealth were intoxicating. I could see the fear and greed flicker in the eyes of those who had laughed at me for so long.Soon, they would kneel.The phone rang, breaking my concentration. I checked the caller ID.It was James.I let it ring. Twice. Three times. My finger hovered over the “decline” button before I finally picked up.I relaxed my body and tried to still my nerves."What is this madness? Who are you trying to threaten? Everything I have and own was w
Past events can be therapeutic. The rain brought back all my memories. Every word my father spoke that night. The laughter of his wife and the way I was thrown out of my marital home. “I remember!” I cried, tears running down my face. “You remember? Is that for real?” Dennis asked, grabbing my hands. I hung my head, ashamed, saddened. “Yes, Dennis. I remember every detail now.” Dennis held me in his arms. He started the car and sped off into the night. The crack of thunder above our heads sounded as I told him everything. Dennis kept looking at me. We were both facing the same problem. Our assets stolen by those close to us, and probably death waiting at the end of the road. It was as if fate had brought us together for a reason. “You will take revenge. I will help you. We will bleed them dry and get back everything that belongs to you. I will make them kneel at your feet and beg for mercy. Even death will be too merciful for them,” Dennis said angrily, as thunder se
[ After three months ] Life had always been made of good and evil. Dennis was everything I could ever ask for. He was gentle, caring, and loving. He had managed to introduce me to everyone and had even said that we were married even though I hadn’t seen any pictures of our wedding. We had just finished a special event, and on the way back, he looked at me. “I want you to be ready, Lydia. My family is coming for me. And they will try to take everything my father worked for.” My heart tightened. I looked at his face, and I could see that he was scared. But how could I fight his battles when I hadn’t even overcome mine? Dennis squeezed my hands. “My father’s instructions were for me to get married. It was the only way for me to protect myself. That was his last wish before his death. I don’t know why, but I think I’m going to find out soon. But I want you by my side, I want the world to see the woman I love.” His words were bittersweet, but I had to know why his family was such a
Am I wrong? When you hit your head the way I did, aren’t you supposed to be dead? I felt life slip away from my body the moment my head hit the stone, but here I am, in the arms of a strange man who calls me his wife. Was I really dead, or was I already in heaven? My husband saw the expression on my face and immediately ordered everyone to leave the room. The doctor and the maid left, and we were alone. “Who are you?” I finally asked, staring at him. “You can call me Dennis Hawkins,” he said with a smile. My head tried to remember where I had heard that name before. The Hawkins were the most powerful business magnates in the city. They owned major business accounts and awarded contracts to other companies. I laughed. It was rather funny to sit with a man whose wife was supposed to be far better than me. “Is something wrong? Should I call the doctor?” he asked, raising his brows. “You… my husband… how is this even…” The word hung in my throat. “Possible? You were exactly t
I was now standing on the high bridge, with a stream of powerful rivers below. Many people walked past me, each going about their business. I could hear their voices. Not that I cared anyway. “She can’t jump. Have you ever seen anyone jump into the river? I bet she’s just doing this to get attention.” “And what if she does? We should try to stop her.” “And why should we care? I don’t give a damn if she dies or not. She should have just hanged herself and been done with it.” The world was cruel to me, even when I wanted to kill myself. My heart was beating faster than usual. I knew what I was doing, but it was the only option for a woman who had lost everything. Her home, her husband, and even the family she thought was on her side. In a flash, I jumped. The air filled my lungs as I gasped, but it was too late. I fell into the sea and hit my head against a rock. The current was so strong that I couldn’t fight for my life. Gbmm! Gbmm! That was the only sound I heard before
Fate was cruel to me. My world was blurry. I opened my eyes only to be greeted by heavy pouring rain. My so-called husband had managed to pack all my belongings and throw me out. I wonder how he did it. Did he carry me outside or did I walk out myself? I couldn’t really remember how it all happened. One minute, I was staring at the lawyer’s message, and the next, I was on the ground. My father couldn’t be that heartless. I guessed he was just angry with me. All I had to do was go back home and beg for his forgiveness. I knew he would never turn me down. He was my family after all. My clothes, my things were now a mess. The heavy rain had done more than enough to ruin them. I didn’t need them anyway. I had enough at home. I stopped a taxi right in the middle of the rain and soon, I was on my way home. I prayed silently, hoping and wishing that my family would accept me. The night was silent except for the sound of the pouring rain. “Where’s my money?” the man as







