Dealing With Vengeful Ex Wife Mga Nobela at Kwento

I felt the sting of rejection as she brushed past me like I didn’t exist. “Where do you think you’re going?” I snapped, stepping in front of them. “She’s bleeding, can’t you see that?” He replied sharply, too rude for my liking. “It wasn’t intentional,” I muttered. His eyes narrowed, the calm mask slipping just enough for me to see the fire underneath. “I’m taking her to get treated” “She’s my wife,” I snapped. “Soon to be your ex-wife.” kelly sneered. Ofcourse she's still angry for what happened, but she should be happy I'm even volunteering to help.

She tells me then walks away. I watch her leave glaring at her retreating back wishing I had the ability to rip my baby out of her stomach then deal with her. But then they say, vengeance is a dish best served cold. As I sat there, i was counting the days until the day comes when I have to make that woman pay. I have recorded every threat she's made and one of these day I am going to use them against her.

But his eyes were blazing with fury. Victoria pulled her hand away quickly, smiling innocently. “Damian! We were just catching up. Elara was telling me how much she loves the city.” Damian didn’t look at her. He looked at me. “Get up,” he said. “Damian, I—” “Get. Up.” I stood, my legs shaking. Damian turned to Victoria. “If I ever see you near my wife again, I will buy your family’s company and dismantle it piece by piece. Do we understand each other?”

For five years, Claire Carter mourned the twins she believed were dead. Blaming herself, she clung to Ethan, hoping another baby could save their marriage. Instead, he shattered her with one question: “Have you looked at yourself lately?” Then Claire discovered Ethan had another family: Olivia, the woman Claire had rescued and trained, and a five-year-old son who called him Daddy. While Claire grieved, Ethan and Olivia lived as a perfect family. But the betrayal runs deeper. The grave Claire visited for five years may not hold her twins. Now pregnant again, Claire chooses divorce, reclaims her company, and exposes Olivia. The grieving wife is gone. In her place stands

I reminded her and she scoffed before folding her hands across her chest in irates. “Your dear, Ex-Pathetic Wife, chased your fiance out of their house," She yelled. My eyes shot up in surprise before I scowled. That's their family business, it has absolutely nothing to do with me. And besides, not like the Jenkins treated her well. So whatever she decides to do with them is none of my damn business. I have my own shit that I am battling with. “Is that why you called?" I drawled, uninterested. My mom’s face reddened in rage. “I said, that ex drove your wife out and bought their house!!"

Stanley's tall, commanding figure froze for a moment. Wendy took a step forward, her long legs carrying her closer to them. She continued, her tone unwavering, "We're divorced, so technically, we're just exes. Decent exes should pretend not to recognize each other if they cross paths on the street. Better yet, see it as if we're dead to each other. So, keep your current partner in check. Don't strut around with her in front of me. I'm just your ex-wife, not your mother. Whether you want to get married, have kids, whatever—it's none of my business. I don't care."

Rosa's eyes followed the pillow until it landed on the floor, she was hesitant to pick it back up for fear that he might toss it back to the ground. "Why the fuck is Mia so stupid? Is wanting to get married to my dad not enough for her. Why would she do a thing like this? Now my reputation is at stake, everything that I've worked for is going to be ruined all because that bitch can't contain her anger." "Woah, woah, woah. Hold on now. I don't think I heard that well!" Rosa let out, "your ex is getting married to your father?" Rosa said at the top of her lungs, her bewilderment clouding her thoughts.

"She lied to me that she would not cause any trouble in my married life. In reality, she used her child to break my marriage. I was sad when she lost her baby because of my mistake." "Your mistake?" She regards me with a squint. "It was an unfortunate car crash," I mutter. "You were in a car accident!" she murmurs shakily. The shock and fear are evident on her face. I gently caress her slightly swollen cheek. "I am all right. Don’t be concerned." She nods in a trance-like state and says, "Ruby kidnapped me because she was sad after losing her child. I now know why she wanted to kill me. She was exacting vengeance on us."

AMBER My mind raced with thoughts of vengeance. This time, I will be careful. No more impulsive actions. I will listen to Sebastian. The desire for revenge burned fiercely within me, but I knew I had to be smart about it. I have to shift my focus towards Harper Davis, the evil mother-in-law who had supported my cheating husband and his mistress. The woman who turned a blind eye to the abuse I endured. An old woman with no remorse who killed her own daughter-in-law.

“You’re really willing to hand that over? Your ex-wife’s last big secret? The thing that could end the Vitale bloodline?” I laughed. It came out raw and ugly. “She already ended mine. Took my company. My money. My name. My fucking dignity. Left me drinking in motels and pissing in alleys. If I can’t have my life back, I’ll make sure she loses hers. All of it.”