All Chapters of SWEET REVENGE (He Betrayed Me, Now He Must Pay): Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Chapter 2.I froze at the doorway the moment I stepped back into the mansion. My heart was thudding loudly in my chest as I took in the house I left behind.It's been three years since I last stepped foot inside, and I smiled as I took it in. It was almost the same as I remembered, apart from some subtle changes.As I moved further inside, I realized that the television was on. My brows drew together in confusion as I stepped into the living room, where the TV was roaring in full volume.Who had turned it on? Or did Derrick now leave the house with the electrical appliances left on?As these thoughts swirled in my head, my eyes were drawn to the images displayed on the screen. And there it was: my shame and disgrace playing live for the entire world to see.The wedding I had been dragged out of, my husband's wedding, was trending mostly because I dared to slap the golden girl of the people, the actress they worshipped, the woman who's married my husband, whom I once thought loved me.

Chapter 4.My chest tightened as I walked through the glass doors of my company the next day. I had been gone for three years, while I left the company in Derrick's hands.My name was still emblazoned across the wall in bold gold letters: Laurent Industries. It was my father’s legacy, the only thing I had left of him.But the moment I walked into the lobby, I knew something wasn’t right. The receptionists wouldn’t even meet my eyes.And once I got into my office, I saw some men in black suits waiting for me.“Mrs. Clara,” one of the men said as they rose from the couch.I frowned as I asked, “And you are?”They exchanged glances, then handed me a leather folder. “We are representatives from Merry Loans, and we're here to discuss repayment.”“Repayment?” The word tasted bitter on my tongue. I hadn’t borrowed a dime in my life. So what was going on?When I opened the folder, though, my heart stopped in my chest as I saw the outrageous numbers scrawled across the papers.It was the type

Chapter 6The headline news, “Clara Laurent Stalks Ex-husband Derrick Anthony,” stares right at me as my whole face drains of blood.How dare they? Tears well up in my eyes, but I don't let them down. Crying is for the weak, so I won't cry. I can't.Instead, a new emotion rises up in me, anger. Only that witch Florida would do something of a sort, so I turn, twist the key, and unlock the door.Derrick's face is literally fuming as I burst out. “How dare you spread rumors about me? I am not stalking him; he is my husband, you are the imposter.” I grit out my words so low you won't hear if you don't pay attention to them.Florida burst out in tears, her palm cupping her wounded lips as she wailed like a pig.“Baby, look at what she did to me? I won't be able to kiss you like this; it hurts so much.” She cries out, letting her body go as she slumps to the floor.Seriously bitch, all this drama for a punch to the mouth?My eyes turn to Derrick as I open my mouth to explain. I don't succe

Chapter 8I really am ready, I just don't want his help. I don't want to have anything to do with Spencer Anthony. I want absolutely nothing to do with the Anthony family except get my daughter back and build a new life.Once I have that, both brothers won't even know I exist because I will disappear from the face of the earth.With that in mind, I shove my phone face down, not bothering to respond. I slide back into the duvet, heart racing as I try to sleep.My eyes flutter closed, and the image of my baby is the last I see before sleep takes over.“Good morning, sleepy head.” Clarissa's loud and chirpy voice has my eyes fluttering open.“What time is it?” I groan, rubbing the heel of my palm into my eye to ward off sleep. I slowly pull myself up into a sitting position, using my hand to push the duvet aside.“It's almost eight, remember you have that job interview to attend. You can't pay your bills if you don't work.” She sasses, tugging at her hair hard.She is dressed in a blue