Novel & Cerita Ex Wife Revenge

There isn’t a word filthy enough for what I’ve become in the name of revenge. The regret came in waves, but it never drowned me. Because this wasn’t on me — it was Noah’s doing. He broke us first. If he hadn't cheated on me and mentioned that I'm no longer desirable, I wouldn't have done that, would I? And it won't repeat itself. All I need now is information about his account and then set the divorce in motion. During the course of my sleep on the couch, my eyes opened to see Noah holding my phone. His gaze was staring at me as if he had noticed something. But I didn't even give a damn about his thoughts since I only did what he had done.

"Enough of this ridiculous charade." Damien's hand touched my elbow gently, steadying me. I could feel the tension radiating from him, coiled and ready. "Step away from my wife," Adrian commanded, his eyes boring into Damien with pure hatred. "Ex-wife," I found my voice, though it trembled. "Or did you forget you threw me out on the street?" Adrian's lips curved into something that wasn't quite a smile. He took three long strides forward, and I instinctively stepped back, my spine pressing against Damien's solid chest.

I scoffs. “Excuse me? What did you say?” She hollers. “Nothing of interest. We can go now.” I huff. I look at the man I once loved, and cared for, holding another woman in his arms, with the same care and respect he once gave me, but more. I storm out of the house and into my car, one I got on hire as soon as I landed. I put my glasses on and my phone keeps on buzzing with news. AURORA MCKURKIN: THE BITTER EX OUT TO GET REVENGE ON EX FINACEE, JACKSON MELIŚ.

It hurt my feelings to see him like that but I gave a cold face instead, killing those concerns off. “What are you doing here?” I asked, my voice shaking. “I could ask you the same thing,” he replied, stepping closer. “I saved your life once. Are you really going to throw it away now?” My tears spilled over as I shook my head. “You don’t understand. I have nothing. No one. My family hates me, my ex-husband took everything, and I… I just can’t keep fighting. I'm sorry to break this to you but I am disappointed that you didn't leave me to die that time”

I stride over, barely containing my bubbling rage. She laughs, a sharp, cutting sound. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic, sweetheart. I’m simply reclaiming what’s mine.” A firm slap hit her face, sending her gracelessly. “What’s yours?” I snap. “You're just the other woman. You abandoned Vince all those years ago, and now you shamelessly interfere in his marriage. All you do is steal from me—steal my husband, my achievements. A thief!” Darci’s beautiful face twisted up and she began to scream. Vince suddenly opened the door and rushed towards us angrily.

CHAPTER FOUR “Are you crazy?" Brie exclaimed, causing the people hanging around us to turn to us with raised brows. Brie flushed at the attention before she leaned her head closer to me and said, “That’s suicide." “It’s not. I want revenge on Kelvin.” I yelled over the loud music of the club. We moved to France immediately after the divorce, which was two weeks ago. I know it was a big move, but I didn’t want to run into Kelvin when I was still healing, but I came across the perfect opportunity.

"You destroyed my marriage out of your selfish interest. You took everything from me. You killed my child. You took my happiness from me and left to die." Nicole took a deep breath, her eyes burning with vengeance. "But guess what? I'm back to make you pay in hundred folds every bit of pains you'd caused me." A flicker of something, quite probably guilt flickered in Veronica's eyes, but she quickly concealed it. Nicole's chest was heaving with emotion. She raised her chin, her voice barely above a whisper. "You think you won. That this is all a done deal and safely buried in your past. Well, I got news for you, Veronica."

“Why would I? I don’t need him. Men only bring pain, and I’ve had enough of that.” Mrs. Cassiopeia leaned forward, her curiosity piqued. “Who hurt you?” Elowen’s gaze dropped to her teacup, a faint smile playing on her lips. “My ex-husband. He took everything from me. Stripped me of my life and tossed me aside like trash.” Mrs. Cassiopeia’s eyes narrowed. “And what are you going to do about it?” Elowen sat back, her posture relaxed but her eyes gleaming with determination. “I’m working on it. I came back for a reason, and I won’t leave until I get what’s mine.”

"But what if something had happened to me? Don't you know she hates my guts? For how long will I have to share my boyfriend with her? If you had gotten the job done since you got together with her, I wouldn't be here trying to win back a man who publicly dumped me and humiliated me." "At least you can have your revenge on them!" I rolled my eyes. "A revenge that us about to be spoilt." "What? How?" I swallowed before telling him how the house was empty, and I suspected that they had all figured out something. He fell silent for a moment before responding, "Actually, back to why I called you, the hitman that I sent after your husband's wife -" "Exwife!" I interjected, feeling irritated. I fel

“Didn’t you know that before thinking it is cool to cheat on your wife with her best friend?” “I wasn’t expecting it to go this far.” He defended. “That's none of my business. It's your mess; clean it up. And don’t forget getting in Andrea’s good books is the only thing left to save the family. Your supposed ex-wife wouldn’t have been able to help even if she worked like her butt off for a decade. So suck it up and manage your home well. Get off my phone, young man.” She snickered, ending the call.