Revenge For Cheating Novels & Stories

I couldn't even bring myself to cry, probably too stunned by the betrayal or yet to comprehend the full force of it. "Don't even think of divorcing Alex or your mother suffers the consequences," Father said, turning his back to me before I could utter another word. I sliently stared at the retreating figure of the man who was suppose to be my father, he was supposed to take my side. Slowly, rage began to replace the pain I was feeling. Alongside a potent hunger for revenge. Since they think cheating was " MERE" perhaps they wouldn't mind if I did the same.

In her heart, she sarcastically speculated that perhaps Manuel, unable to control his excitement, was once again toying with her emotions. Latent resentment boils over in Florida, her complicated feelings for Manuel overshadowed by the hatred that has taken away any remaining love since their painful breakup. He abandoned her seven years ago and now he wants her back. Florida is determined to get revenge, determined to make him experience the bitterness she has endured.

His gaze softened on me. I don't want him to look at me that way. I don't want his sympathy, not after he left me. I looked up at him, my eyes fierce and defiant. "The only way the prenup can be annulled is if I have a child for him or concrete evidence of him cheating on me. I have none of those." "Then I'll get it for you," Roman said casually, like he was ordering takeout. "What?" "I'll get you all the evidence you need to put the old skunk in his place." Roman shook his shoulders like that would be absolutely no effort on his side.

The memory brought his blood to a furious boil. ".....That bastard! Right when I was about to win he cheats...and then he's REBORN! The fuck are those odds!?" As he thought of the absurdity of it all he couldn't help but clench his jaw and ball his fist in anger. This seemed to grab Prof. Callista's attention. "You wanna tell me what happened?" She asked with a look of concern while her eyes stayed focused on her work. "That filthy meathead cheated and the System seemed to reward him for it by giving him an early Rebirth..and a RARE Class rebirth at that...dammit!!" He roared— slightly from pain in his ribs and mostly from jealousy.

“He simply went live with a press convention. He’s denying everything, calling it a smear marketing campaign orchestrated by using you. He’s even claiming you faked the evidence.” Paulina watched the print, her palms gripping the threshold of her table. Vincent stood behind a podium, his voice calm however menacing. “This is nothing more than an elaborate plot with the aid of a bitter female looking for revenge for her personal grievances,” Vincent declared. “I don't have any doubt the reality will come out, and whilst it does, the results may be excessive.” Paulina’s heart raced, however she steadied herself. “He’s trying to manipulate the narrative. We need to hit back with the data loudly

"I stopped loving him ages ago. I don't care what happens to him now!" The man nodded. "Cheating men don't deserve to be forgiven. Well, at least you've learned that you didn't die due to an accident. Someone orchestrated your death." I spread my hands. "How about you bind me to a rebirth and revenge system? That way, I can avenge myself." He curled his lip. "Wouldn't it be more vindicating to watch those two turn on each other? It'd be nice to see the scumbag get revenge on your behalf, wouldn't it?"

It echoed in my mind. Eve was a widow, a single parent. My heart pounded hard against my ribcage, hurting my chest. Marcus cheated again, dying early before we could have our revenge. Yet, this would not stop us as I promised I would have my revenge even on the last member of his family. A tit for tat. I thought of beautiful Eve again, promising myself this would be my sweetest revenge.

I took a deep breath, remembering every time he pissed me off, every time he had touched me without my permission, and finally the fact that he cheated on me the same day I had denied him to touch me in places I don't want to be touched in. Another deep breath, and I decided, it's his car for my heart, I swung and hit, breaking his side mirrors. 'What are you doing here,' his voice filled with annoyance, let me see his face now, trying to drive without both mirrors. Something in me shifted that moment, I have never done anything like this, never taken my revenge, never went back for payback, but look at me now, payback is a bitch, and revenge is better served cold.

the younger one continued, leaning in a little closer, "is that even knowing everything, Eva doesn’t do anything. It’s like she accepts the mistresses as long as he keeps giving her what she wants. I don’t know if I could do that." That’s where they were wrong. If my instincts were correct, and they usually were, Eva must be plotting something to get revenge on her husband—something as strategically brilliant and subtle as Cheyenne’s paintings at the "surprise" political event. Something that would hit him squarely in front of everyone, but only he would understand how venomous and corrosive the blow really was. "But if you really want to know," the younger cook continued, "with how she keep

“Amelia “ Williams called with his hands in his pocket . “If I were you will , I am going to run or even still kill myself because right now, I am more richer and have more power than you , I am back and this time I would not show any mercy , all those who had caused me pain would suffer “ “ if I were you Santiago, I would kill myself because what’s coming , I wouldn't be able to hold it . You don’t know when I would hit you so bad . When she finished speaking , she turned , she was satisfied with the lols that he had on . She wasn’t going to back down , this was just the beginning of her revenge , it was more like the tip of an iceberg.