Novel & Cerita His Vengeful Ex-wife Novel

I should have known I was wasting my time the moment he made me agree to keeping our marriage a secret. To me he was my husband but to everyone else I was his sister, and then what? He framed me , stole from me and put me in jail. Oh no! The thought of it only made my blood boil with anger. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. Raymond mentioned something about seeking revenge, I guess it would all be equal when Francis gets to feel what he made me feel.

Because that was how it started but that wasn’t what it became. “You got those shares back when nobody thought it was possible. You rebuilt what was already collapsing. And what did she do? She left,” Charles continued, his voice tightening. “You were married to her through an arrangement you didn't choose, and you still went through all of that for her. And she couldn't wait. She left. And now she's back for revenge, like you are the villain in her story" Something in my chest twisted, but I didn’t interrupt him because part of me had asked those same questions.

Hi Lovelies, Many questions remained at the end of Grace and Tristin's story. How did Ethan kill Lily? Will Ethan stay in prison forever or return for Grace sometime in the future again? How will Grace and Tristin keep supporting each other in the future? To answer all those questions, I am writing a sequel for this story, "Haunting Love: Chased by my Ex-Husband." :) You can read the chapters in this same book right under this Author's note. Updates will be regular from tomorrow, so don't miss out on what's happening next! :)

She clenched her teeth, but the pain in her stomach was so intense, it overwhelmed the anger she fought to suppress. “Eira Carson, I know my husband is with you. Please… tell him to save me,” she begged her voice barely a whisper. “I’m… dying…” “Hahaha! You’re still breathing, older sister? Aren’t you tired? Why not just let go and be free?” Eira taunted. "Please..." she gasped. "Who is that?" a deep voice came through. “Who else could it be? Your wife,” Eira sneered. “Oh, that bitch. Don’t call her my wife. I feel sick every time I hear her name. If it weren't for revenge, I would have left her long ago,” Riven's voice was cold and blunt.

Alex affirmed. "Alex, the day I broke up with him, I knew that there's no turning back. I told him the reason for my break-up and that's why he called me a selfish woman." Ana's words startled him, as he also thought her as a selfish woman. "I do not deny this fact either. I am selfish for my ambitions. Now, we got married. Even if we get a divorce, I won't go back to Stephen because he is already my past. Also, on the wedding reception day, the respect I had for him no longer exists. Alex, you told me that you want me to take steps towards you in this relationship and I want to do that," Anastasia truthfully told him. For a second, something strange happened in Alex's heart. This was the se

I exclaimed, my eyes widening. “What?" He asked. “A contract marriage?!!" I exclaimed again. “Yes, a contract marriage, is there anything wrong with that? I told you about the assistant position stuff, didn't I?” He questioned. "This is only to your advantage? Oh great, I'm a pawn again. Here….”I handed the papers back to him. "Just leave” I added, falling on my face on the bed. “I'm too tired now to be yelli-", He cut me off, “We can get revenge together. I get my revenge on my pack and you get yours on your husband and sister.”.

I said coldly, “you start to think everyone around you is just as rotten as you are.” He laughed. “As I said, from the very first moment I saw you, I saw it. There’s nothing worse than a vindictive woman. And that’s what you are. That’s what you became.” His gaze darkened. “And for ten years, it was fine… until you decided to kill my son.” I blinked once. “Excuse me?” I said slowly. “Kill your son?” My voice dropped, sharp and controlled. “Your son shot my husband, which later led to him being shot. I didn’t fire the shot. I didn’t invite him to the wedding. And I didn’t tell him to shoot anyone.”

“You’ve been nothing but kind to me, Maxi. I don’t want to keep lying to you.” He didn’t interrupt, he just nodded once, urging me to go on. “Caruso…” I whispered, my throat tightening. “He’s my ex-husband.” Maxi’s eyes widened slightly, but he said nothing. “And Becca Warren, she was the woman who made me look like a murderer. She wasn’t just some ambitious reporter, she was my best friend.” Maxi inhaled sharply, his lips parting but no words came. “They betrayed me, Maxi.” I cried.

She would always remember the advice of the late Hana, that the status of a legal wife was higher than that of a mistress and must be maintained. * The first day back at the office after a week off following Hana's death. Angelina was kicked out of the director's office by Moreen. She told Angelina to take the farthest room, the secretary's office. Moreen wanted revenge for what she had gone through. Meanwhile, Axton always agreed with Moreen's wishes; his love for the seductive woman grew even stronger when he found out she was pregnant with their first child. At the office, Moreen wasn't working as usual. She was just accompanying her boyfriend. She didn't want to lose him again, afraid th

And that’s exactly how I wanted it. Ending my ex-husband’s contract with my company, the one he so mercilessly stole from me by killing my husband, felt equally rewarding. Even though he was still profiting off what should’ve been mine, the thought of slowly dismantling his world piece by piece fueled me. It was only the beginning, and I had no intention of stopping.