Husband Revenge Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You’re... you’re alive?!” Adrian ignored my reaction completely. He dragged himself up, pointing at me as he faced Kane. “Look at her!” Adrian said eagerly to Kane. “She’s all yours! Take her and consider my debt paid!” “You’re telling me to take your wife as payment?” Kane asked, raising an eyebrow. “She’s not my wife anymore!” Adrian yelled, reaching out to grab Vivian’s hand. “This is my real wife, and she’s carrying my child! Take Elena! She’s wild in bed—you can even enjoy her right here in front of us if you want!”

How about that? "But I don't want to leave my beautiful wife alone." Martha lightly hit Damian's chest, her chubby cheeks blushing at her husband's words. Martha then took Damian to the bedroom to reveal the surprise she had prepared for her husband. "Darling, close your eyes!" Martha said while covering Damian's eyes. "What's going on, love?" Damian asked gently. With Martha's help, Damian walked to his bedroom. Upon arrival, Martha quickly uncovered his eyes and showed what she had prepared on the bed. "Darling, you..."

Savannah reached out and grabbed Sigourney's face, squeezing harshly until red marks bloomed on her cheek. "Don't look at me like that. Drop that high-and-mighty act." "Get on your knees and beg, maybe I'll let you live." Sigourney pretended to tremble, her voice quivering. "But... why are you doing this? What do you want?" Unaware that Sigourney was probing for information, Savannah replied with childlike cruelty, "Why? For revenge, of course." "And to extort some money from your rich husband while I'm at it." Knowing Sigourney had no way to escape, Savannah didn't bother hiding anything.

“Who in the f*ck slapped my wife? Come out here this instant!” It would seem that he was that woman’s husband. Before Jack could step forward, the woman rushed to them and pointed at him. “It was him! These three lying losers! Claiming that he’s the master of California’s miracle doctor, and calling her a Yowell! What a joke! Just go look at yourselves in the mirror! The oldest one was the one who slapped me! Hubby, make him regret it! Slap him a hundred times or something!” The man scowled. “Okay, stand aside. I’ll seek revenge for you. You motherf*cker, how dare you slap my wife? Who gave you the per… uhm…”

Frade lowered his voice, "Listen, I've settled the bar fight with your husband as you requested. I have the right to make my claim. You have to keep your body intact, at least for the duration of our cooperation. I don't want to end up with a corpse!" The corpse, he said the corpse. My heart gave a sudden jolt. I remembered that I was once a corpse. Maybe he's right. I shouldn't have put my body at risk, and if I'm a corpse before my revenge is complete, what's the point of my rebirth? I admit that I was too impulsive this time. The smell of disinfectant in the ward grew stronger and stronger, and the sound of the monitors disturbed me. I hate to stay in bed.

“I guess that makes two of us. I actually made a reservation for a dinner date tomorrow.” "I didn't mean to call up painful memories." I shook my head at him. "That's not what I meant." "Divorce Lucas, Florence. Marry me and get your revenge on him. He'll be half out of his mind when he found out that you married me. Our union will help crush him. When we get married, I'll let you live your life, and I'll live mine. We won't get in each other's way—We just have to stay married for only a year. And to top it all up, I'll give you fifty million dollars as compensation for helping me get the company."

Lucian said. "There is no second stupider person in this world than the person who would call your wife uneducated. It seems egotistical to say that, but I admit that your wife is more skilled at hacking than me. Since she only came to you for revenge, she might try to leave you once the revenge is over. You won't find another girl like her. Don't let her go. I am going to the office now. I have work to do," Ryan said and left Lucian's cabin.

"Why are you angry? My target is just Veena Harrison. You have no part in it and I don't have the intentions of killing you. Come on, Mr. Rossenov. Why are you protecting that woman anyway? She is just a nobody." Another punch landed on the man's cheek. "That nobody you just called is my wife." Lois said darkly. "W-W-What?" the man stuttered. The man's heartbeat increased and fear begins creeping into him. He didn't know anything about this!? He is just a lowly assassin and was hired to kill Veena Harrison. If only he knew that Veena is Aloysius' wife then he would have rejected the job. "She is your wife!?" Spencer was shocked. He never thought that his friend agreed to marry. He has always

"You know, for a while I thought all of this was for brother’s sake. Even up until recently I tried giving you the benefit of the doubt, but I was right from the start. Mr. Frank Ingram, I see nothing but an idle old man with too much time on his hands." "You ungrateful brat. Do you think any of these people will stay by your side when they..." "Find out I'm not your daughter?" The words leave my lips warm and for a second the thought made me somewhat relieved. Happy almost. Our eyes meet and his shock is evident. Imagine this was all there was. What all of this boiled down to. A jaded husband's revenge towards a dishonest wife and her bastard child.

"We've been at this for three hours now, yes?" "Please, believe me," he sobbed. It was nothing new. His eyes were swollen mostly from his crying. "I-I have a wife." "Me too," I paused. "Well.. Technically, she was my wife but not anymore. The point is… that was my woman you drugged and tried to ruin." I arched my brow at the sound of a vibration and one of the men stepped away to answer a phone call. "We've found the photographer," he said as soon as he returned. "He's dead. It looks like a suicide but…"