Husband And Son Betrayed: No Mercy No More

"I told you to give up." He grabbed my wrist and twisted it, pulling me close with a tender smile. "I told you, you can't escape. You're cold. Were you chilled?" I answered with a venomous glare. "If you won't smile... I'd stitch your lips into one with a needle if I had to. I don't want to be rough. But why... does nothing ever go my way?" Even as I stayed silent, he muttered to himself as if used to it, then lifted the temperature-adjusted showerhead over my clothes. "Stop being so stubborn and talk to me already. I'm the one who's suffering here... Okay? Elias Reyes." Find out who the man is-who stole Elias 's memories and is holding him captive.

At sixty-five, I got served divorce papers. The same day, my husband Sebastian — decked out in his wedding suit, of all things — popped a handful of sleeping pills in a suicide attempt. For years, we were the perfect couple. The kind of pair neighbors whispered about with envy. I couldn't wrap my head around it. The divorce. The pills. None of it made sense. Not until I found the photo and letter in his pocket.

Thalia Jones has been a good and dutiful wife to her husband. She took care of her son like a loving mother. Until she found out her husband had a secret love affair with another woman, her marriage is at the verge of collapsing. Her son doesn't recognize her as his mother anymore. Betrayal stung more than being thrown on spikes. What will happen when she discovers another shocking secret about her marriage now that her husband's brother is involved?

Betrayed, beaten, and left for dead in the freezing snow, Jane's world shatters when the man she loved, Chris, cruelly denies her and their unborn child. As darkness threatens to claim her, a stranger, Greg an aloof billionaire forced into an ultimatum by his grandfather stumbles upon her dying body. Desperate to save her, Greg becomes entangled in Jane’s fate, unknowingly setting off series of events that will bind them together in ways neither could have imagined. Will Jane rise from the ashes of her suffering to seek justice? And will Greg, who has sworn off love, find in Jane the woman he never knew he needed? In a world where love and revenge collide, their story is just beginning…

Angela the daughter of a billionaire was born on a silver spoon she is an innocent girl with a lot of dreams ahead. of her enrolled in the university and fell in love at first sight with Derrick. Ruth CEO's daughter fell in love with Derrick she enrolled in the university second year already Derrick and Angela were lovers Ruth fell in love with Derrick she planned how to outdo Angela she tried many times but she failed Nelly and sally advised her to impersonate Angela since they had sharp resemblance Derrick didn't distinguish between the two Emilio her father allowed her to go to Africa for a vocation she planned the party and that became an opportunity for Ruth to impersonate her after the party and Angela went to the airport Ruth emerged Derrick already drunk and slept with her Angela missed the flight and came back got them red-handed

My dormmate invites me to a college mate's engagement party. I choose an expensive tailor-made gown for the occasion. When I arrive at the hotel, I see several of my former classmates are already there. Everyone looks like they're doing well—they're wearing expensive clothing. Someone is even wearing something from a luxury brand. As soon as I enter the private room, a familiar classmate rolls her eyes at me. "Look at who it is—the woman who was once the most outstanding student in our class. You're dressed so plainly for such an important occasion." Everyone is circled around the classmate who's wearing something from a luxury brand. They ignore me. Only our former class monitor clinks glasses with me and consoles me softly. "It's good enough that you're here. You're dressed plainly, but don't give up. You'll succeed one day." I sip my wine and smile. "My outfit may not be too opulent, but it's an expensive, tailor-made piece. It's 100% handcrafted by a master designer."

Natali si Emely sa isang kasal na hindi niya ginusto at hindi kailanman gugustuhin. Ngunit para sa kaniyang pamilya, wala siyang hindi kayang gawin. Pinakasalan niya ang ama ng lalaking mahal niya, at nilunok ang lahat ng panghuhusga. Tiniis ang lahat ng masasakit na kapalaran, at pinilit lunukin ang kahihiyan. Kapalit ng pera, ibinenta niya ang sarili niyang kalayaan, pagmamahal, at kaligayahan. Sapat nga bang kabayaran ang pera kapalit ng kaniyang pagmamahal, kaligayahan, at kalayaan? Sapat nga ba ang pera para pawiin ang bawat masasalimuot niyang mga gabi? Sa pagpapakamartir at paghanap ng karamay, ano bang mas tamang piliin, kung ang pagpapakamartir ay papatay sa'yo at ang pagdamay ay mauuwi sa pangangaliwa? Saan hahantong ang kaniyang pag-ibig? Sa kaligayahan ba, katarungan, o sa bilangguan? [DISCLAIMER* The story contains sensitive themes such as marital rape, physical abuse, and adultery that are not suitable for young readers. The following chapters may trigger one's trauma. Read at your own risk.

I discovered two things after being diagnosed with a brain tumor. I was first on what appeared to be a fake marriage certificate with Julian Fitzgerald. I had raised my son for six years, and he was already aware of it. In fact, he wanted his mother to be someone else. It was then that I realised my life was just a hoax. Seven years of not being in touch with my family, keeping myself solitary and making sacrifices but it was all just plain cruel. So, I did three things. The husband and son who had betrayed me, I went missing. In preparation for our seventh wedding anniversary, I called off the romantic dinner reservation made a month ago. Besides my participation in several health-related group discussions, I also left my son's kindergarten parent groups. These groups were all designed to improve the well-being of my husband and son. My second action was to contact my physician and request a stress evaluation. I requested a special prescription to prevent any complications that might arise during my international travel. The third person I contacted was my older sister, whom she had not been in touch with for seven years. My words were, "To marry in a place where I don't belong to my family is just miserable."

For three years, I played the role of a dutiful wife to my husband, Williams, until I found out I was just a mere substitute for his first love— the woman he truly loved.  When she returned, he threw divorce papers at me as if I meant nothing.  And when I refused to sign them, I was forced to donate my blood to his precious mistress, causing me to lose a child I never even knew I was carrying. Shattered and broken, I walked away with one purpose— avenging the death of my unborn child.  He realised his mistake, but it was too late. I was no longer his substitute, but a future he'll never touch.  “You were right, Williams. I was a substitute you never deserved.” 

I was reborn back to 1975, when the child in my womb was three months old. I did not tell anyone and quietly had an abortion. However, I still wrapped cotton around my belly every day, pretending the baby was still there. In my past life, my husband Declan Huxley's childhood sweetheart Jane Patton and I gave birth on the same day. She had a healthy, ordinary baby boy. But my child looked nothing like us—he was mixed-race, with features of the Valorian people. Declan and I were both locals, so there was no way our son could look like this. Enraged, Declan scolded me in front of everyone, accusing me of cheating on him and having a disgraceful affair with a Valorian. No matter how many times I explained, no one believed me, and I became the shameful woman everyone pointed at. Worse still, Declan reported me and handed in some foreign letters he found at home, which led to me being taken by federal agents and sentenced as a spy. I spent ten years in prison, and when I finally walked out, I was nothing but skin and bones. Meanwhile, Declan had climbed the ranks for his so-called loyalty to the country. He held Jane's hand and brought along my real son, Seth Huxley, then threw 500 dollars at me like it was charity. He said, "Back then, Jane was accidentally deceived by someone else and gave birth to that brat. Unlike you, she has a gentle nature and couldn't endure hardship, so I had no choice but to switch your children. "This money is payment for your ten years and your reputation. You have a criminal record, and I already filed for divorce long ago to be with Jane. Seth also thinks you're not worthy of me, so you better take care of yourself." Seth also looked at me with disgust. "Mommy Jane treats me very well, and she's not like you; she's never been to prison. I don't want a mother like you!" When I learned the truth, the fury was so overwhelming that I had a stroke and died in despair. In this new life, I want to see how they plan to scheme against me when the child is already gone.