Revenge Of A Wife นิยาย & เรื่องราว

But for her, according to my calculation, revenge is being open to anyone who offered you that in a silver plate. Maybe that’s why Wisdom agreed to be my wife for hire because she can exact revenge on two people who wronged her. And the fact that he is now out of the country…this woman really knows how to play the game of vengeance and retribution. And to be frank, I was the pawn in this game. She was the queen. But I don’t mind that, especially when the fruit of my labor being Wisdom’s pawn is pure heaven. Like this. Like how Wisdom slowly lowered her body on top of me and all I can do is watch her and feast my eyes on the curves of the astounding body of art doing me.

I had to at least fight for it, even if it made me look desperate. “Lauren, get out of my way,” he said, his voice lower, colder. “No,” I snapped, standing my ground even as my knees trembled beneath me. “You haven’t done what I asked you to do.” His jaw clenched. “I’m not going to repeat myself again.” “Really? So now you want to hit me?” I said, eyes narrowing. “Is it because of another woman that you’re ready to beat your wife?” I thought maybe the question would wake him up. That it would make him realize just how far he had fallen. I thought he’d be appalled at the idea, maybe ashamed. But instead… he acted.

Katherine's POV If anyone had told me that one day, I'd be betrayed and replaced by my own husband. I would have fought them in his defense, probably beat them up to a pup, because I loved my husband so much and I trusted him with all my heart. I loved him enough to settle down as a housewife, allowed for a surrogate mother because I couldn't bear his heir. I did whatever he told me to do because I was his wife and I loved him dearly. I went as far as shutting out my family from my life because they thought Reynold was a nobody and they didn't want us together.

"I'm not some object you can take turns using and then lock away in a golden cage once you're bored! I'm the one in control here, not you!" The plump woman opened her eyes once more. The deadly flash of vengeance that had briefly dimmed was now blazing fiercely again within her round eyes. Vivienne knew she could not remain idle and allow the Vance clan to go any further, or her entire plan for revenge against her ex-husband would turn to ashes before it even had the chance to begin.

Once they arrived there, the man dragged her inside the house and pushed her roughly to the floor, Isabel's knee skin opened slightly that blood poured. "Are you jealous or what? you never loved me but you won't let me hook up with another man. Fine, I'm singing the divorce papers, bring it already. I'm no longer pregnant, just give me the divorce papers?" she asked hopelessly, she would be dieing the following month anyways, there was no point being punished for her remaining days on Earth, infact, she thought that it would be impossible for her to take revenge as long as she was still in marriage with Nathaniel Dave. Nathaniel Dave smirked wickedly," where is the baby?"

Some of the family's business associates also came to pay their respects. Athena's father was the founder of a renowned gallery in the country, the Picture Perfect Gallery, established for them by her late mother. Her mother, a well-known painter, passed on to Athena the passion and skill for painting. However, when her stepmother and her child entered their lives, Athena no longer focused on her artistic pursuits. This was because her stepmother took over the management of the gallery, while Athena busied herself with other matters and tried working elsewhere. Eventually, she met Egon, the first man she loved and trusted, who ultimately betrayed and deceived her.

she claimed, guided by her fine arm. "Injustice is everywhere, and revenge has a double weight, even more so if it involves the daughter of a powerful man," she says and I look at her incredulously. I know what she's talking about, I'm aware that this is about revenge. and it involves me, but I pretend not to understand. Oh, don't look at me like that, you know perfectly well what I'm talking about, your husband is the sexy Russian or the wolf, who killed Elmo's daughter, that's why you're here. Don't even think about opening your mouth and saying I know about this, okay?

“Yes, a woman I married because of her father's money amd influence. I divorced her when she began to bore me. Thankfully, she hadn't given me any children. The woman in my room now is her sister. I don't have any excuse to throw her out yet" Emile stared at me in horror. “I never said I was a good man, Emile". I said. She looked away. Her expression said it all. She thought I was. Even though I had a woman she thought was my wife and I wanted to sleep with her she thought I was still good. Oddly, I hated her disappointmemt. I felt like reasurring her of my non existent good nature. I nuzzled her neck instead. “Maybe I'm reaping the results for all my bad behaviour". **

Revenge was a dish best served cold. Camilla didn’t agree. Revenge was a dish best served in the church with a fake pregnant test result and an astounding slap. To celebrate her successfully executed revenge, she was on a shopping spree today. The clothes she didn’t get the day Vanya interrupted her, she would get them today.