Revenge After Divorce Novel Novels & Stories

That was enough for today. I got into my car and looked at myself in the mirror. For years, I had looked at my reflection and searched for everything that was wrong with me. Today, I saw something different. A woman who had another chance. A woman who knew exactly what was coming. A woman who wasn't going to stand still and let history repeat itself. I smiled faintly. "You're going to regret everything, Matteo." Then I drove home. I will have my revenge. I will become stronger, healthier, more confident, and completely impossible for Matteo to control. I will make him watch me build a life he could never touch.

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

Perhaps… His hand shot out, seizing my chin, forcing my gaze to meet his. His eyes were ice. “What have you accomplished that’s remarkable? Did you build me an empire? Serve me the world on a silver platter? You were always nothing.” He pushed me away. I stumbled, hitting the ground hard. The divorce papers floated around me like snow. “And don’t you ever…” His face was inches away from mine, twisted in something like hatred. “…use your martyr act to make me feel guilty. I don’t owe you anything.”

“If his ex-wife were alive, I’d help her in a heartbeat. That devil deserves to lose everything he’s stolen.” “Did you know his ex-wife?” Elowen asked, keeping her tone light, almost casual. “No,” Aurelia admitted, her frustration evident. “But from what I’ve heard, she was sweet and innocent. The kind of woman who didn’t stand a chance against someone like him.” Elowen’s lips pressed into a thin line, her thoughts swirling. Sweet? Innocent? Her gaze darkened ever so slightly. That version of me is long gone. If only you knew who I really am, Aurelia. If only you knew I’m here for revenge.

Sophie closed her eyes, and more tears escaped. "I never thought any of you would forgive me." Ava finally stepped forward, and she stood beside the bed. "I have not forgotten what happened." Sophie nodded. "I understand." "I still remember every night I cried." "I know." "I still remember signing divorce papers." Sophie's shoulders lowered. "I know." Ava's expression remained calm. "But today is not about revenge." She reached over and gently squeezed Sophie's hand. "Today you lost your child." Sophie burst into tears again.

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."

Even if he was, was she ready to face all that would come with getting married to him? She shook her head and turned around to look at him. "I can't do it." "You can't or you won't?" he arched his brows. "Think about this for a moment, Jessica. You would finally be able to get your revenge against Nicholas. You would be able to make him pay for leaving you for your cousin. Doesn't the idea of seeing him suffer and fall to his knees after what he has done to you excite you?" He gritted his teeth as he narrowed his eyes and stared blankly into space. "He would have to address you as his older brother's wife. Nothing will break him more than that."

"Emily, I’m here for my check-up." The familiar voice gave me a jolt. Looking around, a bold thought hit me. Had I been reborn? Mechanically, I took the paperwork from Mira’s hand. My eyes scanned the form for the tests listed, the date, and the truth sank in. Yes, I had been given a second chance. I looked at Mira’s innocent face and felt the urge to tear her apart. In my last life, I was blinded by the way she treated me and actually believed her family thought of me like one of their own.

I told him and he tilted his head to the side while staring at me intensely. “Then what is it, Sophia? Make me understand why you keep creating this distance between me and you?” he asked gently. In return, I took his hands, hoping a little body contact will help me get into his head. Then I looked him right in the eyes. “I'm a divorcee, Damien. I'm a woman who was scorned and abandoned by her ex husband and family in a desperate time of need and even though it's been a year since it happened, I'm not completely healed, I'm not fully over it”

“Sign here,” he said calmly, but firm. He pushed the divorce papers across the table. The young, gentle-looking woman across from him froze. She slowly picked them up, staring in disbelief. She had never imagined that this marriage would come to an end. Gathering what little strength she had left, she asked in a broken voice, as if the papers could magically turn from divorce papers into a land title, “What’s this, Victor?” Victor clenched his fingers tightly. “Look, Elara,” he said, lifting his gaze to meet hers straight, emotionless.