Ex Wife Revenge Novels & Stories

he smirked. Her gaze snapped to him, her tears forgotten in her rage. “You're enjoying this, aren't you?!”she spat. He shrugged, his tone annoyingly calm. “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t.” Her eyes widened in shock as he strode over to the dresser, pulled out a folder, and tossed it at her feet. “Divorce papers,” he said coldly. “Sign them, and let's be done with this farce.” Raina’s knees buckled, her world crumbling as she looked up at him, he was barely anything like the man she fell in love with. Kai...you don’t mean this. Please, we can—”

Xavier ordered him. Like a robot on remote control, Duncan took his hand away from the cheek. I could see the four imprints of Xavier's finger boldly revealing itselves. I was still gloating inwardly about the sweet revenge when Xavier held my cheek and examined it. He compared it to Duncan's own by looking back and forth between the two of us. "It looks like the score of you slapping a woman has been settled." My husband said to my ex. "Now, let's talk about whatever gave you the audacity to not just disrespect my wife but also slap her." He sneered

"It's her. I know it's her. And she's here to destroy us." I pulled away. "You're being paranoid." "I'm not! Listen to me!" She was almost screaming now. "You have to fire her. Get her out of the building. Away from us. She's dangerous!" "She's a consultant doing her job." "She's your ex-wife plotting revenge!" "Vivian, Dr. Vale looks nothing like Isla. Isla was plain. Dr. Vale is…" "What? Beautiful? Confident? Everything your first wife wasn't?" Vivian's voice turned vicious. "People can change, Jaxon. Especially when they have three years and a fortune to do it."

She also wants to be independent. Mr. Whitlock is very kind because he agrees to give his money to the woman to help her company. Actually, they conspire all the way about the revenge of the ex-wife on her ex-husband. Besides, the family of Ms. Hillson helped the Italian when he was just starting to become a businessman, so he was just returning the favor to their daughter. In fact, he did not receive a serious injury due to Mr. Hallways's men threatening him. He only pretended and made a way to show that what happened to him was serious so that they could charge Mr. Hallway, which is a plan led by an ex-wife.

But deep inside, I knew that the purpose of this press conference was to discredit him and ruin his reputation. "Is it true, Ms. Camilla, that Lester is your ex-husband?" a voice from the back of the room called out. I felt a cold wave of dread wash over me. A part of me had hoped to avoid this, to keep this part of my past buried. But it seemed like this was my only way to serve my revenge successfully. Kalel, sensing my discomfort, squeezed my hand again. "Yes, it's true. Lester is my ex-husband."

“Tool for revenge? Against who?” He chuckled. "You think I just stay indoors for nothing? Or you think I don't let the press access me because of nothing? Of course, I miss my past famous life but I'm staying low-key even though some paparazzi capture me and some managed to expose my wedding with you,”. "Why then?” I asked, adjusting myself on the couch to lean closer. “I want to get revenge on my ex-wife.”. "You have an ex-wife?” I asked, shocked. "Yes. She's the reason I'm crippled.”.

the meeting. Marvis styles knocked on the door and walked in, pulling out a chair for himself. "Dominic, Smith and his crew left with long faces. Looks like they didn't get a single advantage from you. I told you, the cold-blooded reaper never loses. Not even to those old dogs, and he shows no mercy to women either." Dominic caught the implication in Marvis styles's words and raised an eyebrow. "Those who used to talk nonsense in front of me are now six feet under." Marvis clicked his tongue. "Dominic, I don't admire anyone, but I respect your ruthless decisiveness. Vivian Carter may not be the best, but she’s been with you for three years. The moment she gets into trouble, you seem to be k

A N*****x drama played in the background, but my mind was far from the screen. As much as I enjoyed these small moments of victory, a storm brewed within me. Memories of my ex-husband and cousin sister flooded back—the two snakes who orchestrated my downfall. I hadn’t forgotten their betrayal, nor had I forgiven it. They were living lavishly off my stolen wealth, blissfully unaware that the reckoning I had planned for them would strip them of everything.

"But you couldn't stand that she might choose me. So you destroyed everything. My company. My reputation. My future." "You were weak. You would have dragged her down." "And you built her up so well, didn't you? Abandoned her when she lost your baby. Replaced her before she even signed the divorce papers." His voice is ice. "Tell me, Julian. Does Vivienne know you're still in love with your ex-wife?" "I'm not—" "Don't lie. You've been staring at her all night. Like a starving man watching someone else eat." I flick the cigarette over the railing. "If this is your revenge, it's pathetic. So you married my ex-wife. Congratulations. You got my leftovers."

The revenge he had plotted for years was on the brink of commencement. Acknowledging his ex-wife's character, Luis knew she would eventually pay a hefty sum to extricate herself from him. However, he had to execute his plan with precision, ensuring she remained unaware of his involvement to evade potential backlash from her family. Every aspect of his revenge would be meticulously orchestrated. Isabella Sardino would no longer find peace in her life, as Luis would personally ensure it. The wheel of revenge had been set in motion.