Rebirth Pampered Wife Counterattack Novels & Stories

"I'm really sorry, Hannah. I really regret everything now. You sacrificed everything to save me in my past life, yet I treated you terribly. I'm such a scumbag! You wouldn't have come today if you weren't planning to save me, right, Hannah?" I shot him a mocking look and asked, "What makes you think I would feel any pity for a man who cruelly harmed me?" Mason was instantly ecstatic. "You were reborn, too, Hannah! You won't just stand there and let me die, right? You and I were married in our past life, after all!" I sighed and said, "Mason, even if I wanted to save you, I'm completely powerless to do so now." Matt hurried back into the room, asking, "What do you mean by that?"

Cody even tried to grab my hand, but Noah stepped in to block him. “Emily, I know I was wrong. I’ll never listen to my mom again. “Because of my sister, I lost my job. Yet, my mom still wants me to get her out of prison. I’m really starting to hate her! “From now on, I’ll only listen to you. Please forgive me. Just look at me, Emily. Please?” I remembered how, in my last life, I had begged their family in the same pitiful way. Cody’s response back then had been, “You brought this on yourself. You deserve it.”

And in this one, she tried to have my tendons cut. For a sister like that, I felt no pity. I wanted her to feel the same slow, suffocating despair I had known. I wanted her to know what it was to be utterly discarded. I turned to leave, but before I took a second step, the two women behind me erupted into a vicious catfight. "Celeste, you homewrecking tramp! If you hadn't thrown yourself at my son, he never would have treated Vivian so badly! She never would have left! You've ruined my family's future! This is all your fault!!"

“I’m pregnant with your child.” My voice trembled uncontrollably. “I found out about it recently, and was going to tell you about it.” For a split second, something flickered across his face. Then irritation. “So what?” he snapped. “Isla is pregnant with my pup too.” Isla smiled. “And she’s obviously going to give birth to a stronger child.” I stared at him in disbelief. “Are you really going to kill me,” I whispered, “and your own child?” “I don’t care about you,” he said calmly. “Or that child inside you.”

"Oh sweetie, he didn't cheat. He upgraded." The rage that had been simmering in my chest boiled over. "You know what? You two deserve each other. You're both shallow, insecure, and pathetic." "Pathetic?" Pierce's face went red. "I'm not the one whoring myself out for jewelry." "That's it." Peter stepped forward, positioning himself slightly between Pierce and me. "You need to leave. Now." "Or what?" Pierce shoved Peter's shoulder. "You gonna make me?" "If I have to."

“Amelia died seven years ago, the night you rejected her and cast her out. The woman you see today…she was reborn from those ashes. Her name is Cassia Wrenmoor. You should stop calling her Amelia.” “She never told me she hated the name,” Aiden said softly. “In fact, she smiles when I call her Amelia. She’ll always be Amelia to me. My Amelia.” A snarl rumbled inside Damien, his wolf clawing to be unleashed. He clenched his jaw so hard it ached, forcing himself to stay calm. “She is married to me,” Damien said, his voice trembling with suppressed rage. “Mated to me. I am saying this peacefully, but if you push me…it will get bloody. Stay. Away. From. My. Wife.”

You don’t even care about our fertility treatment anymore because your precious mistress is already carrying the child you and your mother have always dreamed of, don’t you? But if Amanda had her own way of manipulating Alexander, Sabina had a far more practiced one of her own. Suddenly, Sabina clutched her stomach and let out a soft groan. “Ahw... Darling, my stomach suddenly hurts so badly...” she whispered, her face twisting into an utterly convincing expression of pain. Alexander immediately froze, guilt and confusion washing over him. “I’m sorry... I’m so sorry,” he said anxiously. He leaned over and gently rubbed Sabina’s stomach.

"How can you say that to me?! I am carrying your baby! Your heir! You should be celebrating! You should be happy!" "Happy?" I let out a harsh, bitter laugh that sounded broken even to my own ears. I reached out, grabbing my tumbler, and took a long, burning gulp of the whiskey. "You think a baby fixes this, Pamela? You think a pregnancy magically erases the fact that my wife is sitting in my brother's house, laughing at my authority while the entire kingdom waits to see if I'm weak enough to let her walk away?" "She is not your wife anymore!" Pamela yelled, her delicate voice screeching with desperation. "She invoked sanctuary! She used ancient laws to abandon you! Why are you still so obses

It was obvious to me that Calvin was green with envy as he glared at Callum. Karen began to sob. Her words shattered the tense silence. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Latham! Mrs. Latham and I gave birth on the same day, and I selfishly had my husband switch the babies. Calvin is, in fact, your biological son. "I'm so sorry for doing this, Callum! I merely wanted you to live a better life with the Latham family. Please forgive me!" Callum was visibly shaken by Karen's revelation. It also sparked a flurry of whispers in the crowd.

Rose’s POV I didn’t even realize I had moved until my knuckles were white, twisted deep into the cheap fabric of the masseuse collar. My vision was tunneling, the edges of the room turning into a blurred mess of moss covered walls and expensive aromatherapy steam. I wasn't the reborn woman anymore. I was that girl in the basement again, feeling the cold steel of the dagger pressing against my stomach. "Who gave you this?!" I screamed. My voice sounded shredded, like I had been swallowing glass. "Who? Answer me!"