Novel & Cerita Revenge After Divorce Novel

Everything she did, every smile, every touch… it had all been part of her quiet revenge. The realization burned worse than any wound. With a sudden, sharp motion, his fist slammed into the wall. The impact reverberated through the quiet room, leaving a faint smear of blood on the pristine paint. How foolish he had been. He should have divorced her the moment he returned to the country, before letting himself drown in her lies and her warmth. Before mistaking her vengeance for love. Now, he couldn’t even tell where his anger ended and his longing began. With a shuddering breath, Alexander forced his emotions back into the steel cage inside his chest. He straightened his jacket, his expression

“But as years passed, I realized that love can turn into a nightmare. My pain needed an outlet. One day, I went out to meet a man for a hookup. I figured it was payback time with your dad.” From the corner of my eye, I saw Lucas’ hands clenched into fists, but he did not interrupt her. “That one time became twice, thrice until I got pregnant with Agatha.” Then, she looked us squarely in the eye. “Yes. Agatha is my daughter.” She breathed the words, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear. This time, her face showed her displeasure. “I wanted to divorce your father, but he refused. So, I took revenge by having affairs right under his nose. I thought he would let me go, but he didn't. Not

Who knew when or how he would try to sedate me again. It slowly dawned on me how much I’ve been punishing myself and preventing me from being happy. Knox wasn’t the type of man that would tear a woman down, he instead was the man who went extra miles just to see you win. That was the person I should be with. Look at me! I’m in a hotel because I wanted to have a little peace. There and then I made the decision I work divorce Dante. He was of no use to me anymore and this would be my final strike of revenge.

Chapter 11 Sophie Clarke ••• I hated how my parents reacted to the divorce. We all wanted the same thing—to get my husband back, but it didn’t justify their reactions. They treated me so badly and blamed me for all that happened. It was so inconsiderate of them to speak to me in that way. I stormed out of the house, my whole face burned with anger. There was no use staying there. I stood outside for a while, I didn’t know where else to go. I just needed Alex back. I needed to think of a way to make Alex change his mind or someone who could talk to him.

I'll do well to carry you along. The Billionaire's Unwanted Wife 2 (Marrying Him For Revenge) This Book Can Be Read As A Standalone Synopsis I married him, again. My abusive ex-husband. He ruined me, he abused me, he molested me, he took almost everything from me, and then made me have his babies. And then, I married him again. We reconciled after my twin sister whom he did all these for left him, we reconciled and I married him again. I'm officially Mrs. Ford, this time with no commas. And I shall have my revenge. I shall destroy every bits of him left, the ones my twin sister left couldn't.

ignited a furious fire within me. Leo's pursuit of me was devoid of love. His charming gestures, gentle kisses, sweet whispers, and lovemaking weren't for me but for potential gains. His desperation in trying to rekindle our relationship now solely revolved around money. Determined to ensure he received nothing from our marriage, I vowed to seek revenge and make him pay dearly. I prayed Grandpa remained unaware. His fragile heart couldn't withstand such news. Gathering my resolve, a gentle knock interrupted my thoughts. Ethan's voice, deep and warm, filtered through the door, "Hailey, may I come in?"

She silently yet firmly spoke the word while staring directly into his eyes. “I came back to take my revenge, Rayan. I'm here to destroy you and your so-called family. I'm here to make every single one of you pay what you guys owe me. My father, my child, and my life. I came back to collect my debts, Mr. Rayan Allen.” Anthea’s blue eyes glinted under the moonlight, reflecting her underlying desire for revenge as she calmly yet boldly informed him of her motive without any fear. She wasn't someone who would cower down in front of her enemy. Even if the enemy happened to be her ex-husband for whom her heart still raced.

Maybe my karma is to live in this world knowing I'd never find her. How… torturing and rightfully deserving. “I'll get back to you,” is all I say and he steps down from the car. I turn to pick up the document beside me and I look at it. Another divorce paper to correct the wrong I did the last time. “Fuck! Where are you, Caroline?” I whisper like a silent prayer. If only she had stayed on the house I bought in her name after the divorce. That was the plan. To keep her where I could find her but now she's gone- poof into thin air.

Because when Velena asked Alexander to return home the man would say he couldn't because he was busy with his work and Velena thought that all that time Alexander was really working like what the man said, but beyond Velena's expectations Alexander took revenge on the family of the person who had killed his parents. Velena was in shock and it was impossible for her to believe it was happening. She thought Alexander had had enough of her protracted grief since the death of her parents, but he had plans for revenge at the expense of marriage. Velena has never been able to feel what it's like to be Alexander, living alone and having no one to turn to since his parents left and the presence of V

This time, I didn't resist "You're getting a divorce?" "Yes. Lucien is kicking me out of his life." I sigh, trying to fight the tears in my eyes. "It's only a matter of days before I'll be thrown out into the street with nothing." "With nothing?" His grip tightened on me. I could tell he was upset. Why does he care? "Surely you should have some compensation of some sort, considering the fact that your skunk of a husband cheats on you." "I can't get anything because I went into the marriage blinded by love!" I lashed. The silence resumed between us. A tear rolled down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it off, hoping he didn't see it. He did. His gaze softened on me.