Novel & Cerita Loving Wife Revenge Stories

Lovato would always remember the love he shared with his wife… their fiery and bloody love so beautiful that would be replayed for many years, then eventually down the timeline (but in a different way! While the rebelling mafia goons had been vanquished, the death of the Ruiz's family madam, Marisa had stained the victory that was to be celebrated. Slowly, the darkness in the city eventually dispersed and a sense of melancholy settled in. Lovato wiped his tears as clenched his teeth in a burning rage… "Whoever you're, I will get my revenge…. Even if I go down with you!" He roared into the stiff atmosphere, knowing that his wife's killer would still be around somewhere in the dark night.

She was blinded with love and that’s why Jane became the victim. ‘No. Both of us were victims,’ Jane said to herself. “To be honest, I did suspect that my husband has another woman,” Vivian said. She bowed her head and continued, “But I forced myself to believe in him. At least, because of this incident, I have enough proof to divorce that bastard.” Jane nodded her head. She’s happy she got revenge on Arthur and that she helped Vivian to get rid of her evil husband. “Miss,” Vivian called Jane .

In her elegant bridesmaid’s gown, her hair and makeup flawless, she could have been any of Chelsea’s manicured clones, but the spark in her eyes set her apart. I made the mistake of asking Chelsea who she was the next day, setting my wife off on one of her jealous rants. I never mentioned Jessica again and did my best to stay away from all of Chelsea’s friends. I needed my reputation to remain spotless if my plan was going to work. Now, finally, it has. My wife fucked up, I have the proof, and I will finally be free. Free to return to my single life and free to fuck anyone I want, including Jessica Williams.

Auracio For two months, I've been trying to find out where my wife is so I can go get her. But I don't know where she is. Every week, when I talk to my children, I try to recognize a little of their surroundings, but I can't. I'm so desperate! Why won't she listen to me? Why won't she even talk to me? I love only her and no one else! She's the only woman in my heart. I did what I did for only one reason: to get revenge, otherwise that woman doesn't attract me at all. She's insignificant compared to my queen. She is the queen of my life, my heart, my soul! I love only her!

"If you ever speak to my wife that way again—" "Your wife?" Victor interrupted. "Is that what you're calling her? The woman who spent three years plotting your destruction? Who used you, lied to you, manipulated you into falling in love with her just so she could tear you down?" "She told me the truth. She chose me over her revenge. That's more honor than you've shown in your entire life."

She did not think that someone like her who was confused by men would baste Loid as if she had ice poured on her head. She was embarrassed by her employer. Suddenly, her memory came back. Every time she remembered what he did to his employer, he was ashamed to face it. Because she drank alcohol before she said that, that's why she does not know what to do anymore and it looks like he will present it to his employer. Because of that, she felt insulted and angry. She said to herself that everything was not over yet. She won't stop until she gets revenge. She will only be happy when Loid's family is destroyed. What will Evelyn do to destroy Loid and Carina's marriage?

“You here to ask what your wife looks like when she’s screaming my name?” Billy didn’t answer. He lunged. The first punch caught Luis by surprise, sending him sprawling into a wall of mirrors. The next one met resistance—Luis was stronger than he looked. The two men tangled, fists flying, grunts and curses echoing through the empty space. “You think this is about jealousy?” Billy growled, slamming Luis into a locker. “You destroyed my marriage!” Luis laughed, blood on his lips. “Your marriage was already broken, Jackson. Maybe if you weren’t such a cold bastard, she wouldn’t have needed me to make her feel alive. Face it—you bored her.”

HIS WIFE - A shackle for her Adrika Raichand – Ridmay Aahuja “I have seen my whole life that love is nothing but pain and suffering and you have proved it by breaking my heart. Marrying you was my biggest mistake, I will correct it by shooting a bullet in the middle of your head, you fucking bastard.” “Hate me, loathe me, cruse me, do whatever make you happy but this will not change that you are my wife, even after my death you will be my widow.” HIS MERCILESS REVENGE – A new tale of regret Rivansh Raichand – Mrunali Jindal “You know I can choose to end this when the example is in front of me that the fire of vengeance can only leave us in regret and pain and nothing else but this smile on y

"You always were a stupid girl, Bree. Your mother spoiled you, filled your head with dreams. But you're just like her, weak. And now you've married a man who'll figure that out soon enough." My throat tightened. "When he throws you out," she continued, her voice dripping with venom, "don't come crawling back to me. I'm done cleaning up your messes." "Get out," Mike said, his voice deadly quiet. Aunt Brianna smiled nastily. "I'll leave. But I'll be back. And next time, I might not be so quiet about Bree's past." She paused at the door, looking back at Mike. "You know, there are things about your wife you should probably know. Things she hasn't told you."

Wanted to grab his razor from the sink and open the door and— My eyes fixed on the razor. Silver. Sharp. It would be so easy. One quick motion across his throat. Watch the light leave his eyes the way he'd watched it leave mine. Justice. Revenge. Murder. I stared at the razor, my mind fracturing between what I knew and what I'd dreamed and what I could prove. Because that was the question, wasn't it? Should I kill my husband for something that hadn't happened yet? For something that might have only been a nightmare?