Ex Wife Revenge Novels & Stories

she asked, her tone almost accusing, like I should know exactly what she was talking about. Hearing the name "Logan" sent a wave of anger crashing through me, but I clenched my fists and kept it hidden. Logan,the man who had always tried to take everything I cared about, the devil in my life. Just the thought of him made my blood boil. But hearing Ruby talk about revenge on him,that was something I didn’t expect. My mind spun with questions. Ruby was married to Logan, wasn’t she? Why would she want to take revenge on her own husband? And what did her sister, Sophie, have to do with all of this?

"Mi reina, please-" Hayley barked, her voice raising with hurt and determination. "Stop! Just stop, okay? I am not your queen or your princess! I am your ex-wife! Yes, that is who I am. Your vengeful ex-wife who is determined to get her revenge against all of you who had hurt and rejected her in the past." Hayley added resolutely, her expression turning stony. "And she will have it eventually. She must, because that was a vow she made to herself six years ago, Leonardo. A vow she must keep. She is me." Their eyes locked on each other for a moment, a silent battle of emotions. But just when Leonardo made to say something, the loud voice of Adrian from across the room resonated in their ears,

I knew his wife took half his estate during the divorce, but I didn't know it would make him this bitter. Damien sighed. "Reeves was likely triggered by his own experiences. He's projecting his anger onto you because of his failed marriage. And this explains why Andrew Whitaker set you up. He knew Reeves would never side with you." Flora's heart sank at the realization. "So it was really a trap all along. Whitaker knew I had no chance with Reeves." "Exactly," Damien confirmed. "Whitaker's condition was a way to ensure you couldn't succeed. But we can't give up. There has to be another way to sway the vote."

Rich psychopaths did. A heavy silence settled between us.Then he spoke. “Do you want revenge?”The words sliced through the alcohol fog.“What?” “Your ex-husband.” Eyes still on the road. “Do you want revenge?” I looked at him. “Hypothetically?” I asked him. “Yes.” I thought of Ryan’s cold eyes. Vanessa’s hand resting on her stomach. The signed papers. The walk-out. The way he’d erased me like I was a typo. Something dark uncoiled in my chest.

All I could think of were those dark brown eyes, the ones of my ex-wife. Sh!t! Why was i thinking of her? “Reid?” Kylie leaned closer. “You don’t have to pretend with me. I know you want it as bad as I do.” Her hand went lower. “Enough,” I said coldly, pushing her thin hand away. “What?” “I said enough.” standing up, I straightened my jacket. “Just stop.” Her expression hardened. “Is this about her again? Yeah I heard she resurfaced. I saw it online.”

He’s never spoken to me in such a way. My husband was fucking another woman, calling her baby, and making her feel things that he’s never made me feel Their moans filled my ears as I stood by the door, waiting for them to notice that I had walked in, the lady raised her head and my heart broke even more, it was Rebecca. My step-sister, my husband was fucking my stepsister. My shaking legs took a step forward instead of backward, I wanted to walk away but I also wanted to confront them, I wanted to know why both of them would do this to me.

When his lawyers took the floor, they wasted no time painting me as a bitter ex-wife seeking revenge. "Ms. Ford is leveraging a personal vendetta," one of them said, voice full of dramatic pauses, "to manufacture a professional dispute. The code in question was developed during the course of her marriage. According to state law, that qualifies as jointly-owned intellectual property." Then Steven spoke. "She walked away from coding years ago," he said coolly. "I was the one who took the idea, built the platform, took the risks. She's only coming forward now because my work was successful."

This burned me as well. "Who the hell you are. To question me. Tell me who the hell are you." I deadpanned which indeed added fuel to fire. The veins of his jaw and neck started popping out clearly telling me how angry he is. But I don't care. "Your my --" I raised my eyebrows waiting for him to complete only to scoff in end. "I am your Ex-wife and we are divorced. You have no right to question me. I can dance. Talk or hug any other guy I want. Your no one to tell me what I should do."

Digby thought on his feet quickly and raised his voice, "You slut! You took advantage of me while I was drunk. I didn't think you'd actively seek to upset my wife to the point that she miscarried. I have to get revenge for my dead child!" After hearing this, many who had been willing to help were hesitant. That woman was a mistress who had ruined someone else's household and caused a miscarriage for the man's wife? Then there was no reason to feel sorry for her.

Richard said to Xavier, who kept silent, allowing him to finish what he was saying. "You see, six years ago, when Sarah informed me that you divorced her and confiscated her newborn baby, I knew that a day was coming when you would come back looking for her, and believe me, I was patiently waiting for that day because it was on that day I had planned to make you pay for what you did to her, but with time I brushed that idea away. I'm getting older and older with each passing day, and there are things I have to let go of, and among those things is vengeance.