Novel & Cerita Revenge Of A Wife

Tomorrow is a big day for her though the marriage might be a sham but she's still getting married. Once upon a time she had wanted to get married to the love of her life live life like every normal girl and have a complete family. But who was she kidding her life is far from normal, yes she's marrying a man who was once the love of her life. Right now she felt nothing for him all she craves is revenge revenge revenge. And she's going to get it…. The car finally came to a halt in front of an impressive glass-walled building, where a valet stood ready to assist her.

Anthony asked while holding his cup of coffee and staring at me. My plan? I stirred the iced tea I was drinking with its straw. "Revenge, I want to see him suffer!" I answered him and then I took a sip of the iced tea I was drinking. I want to see him suffer and experience what I felt when I lost Yumi. Anthony slowly put his coffee cup on the table and looked at me seriously. "Are you sure of what you want to do to take revenge on your husband?" Anthony asked me again, he has asked me this several times but I still have the same answer.

"I’m coming back to L.A. Get everything ready. The meeting. Make sure everyone’s available." I hung up and looked at my reflection at the window. The woman staring back at me wasn’t the wife who’d been cheated on. She was colder, more dangerous. I was going to make them pay. Slowly.

Right from the beginning, her mother has always been the one giving her helpful advice, especially on how to play the good wife before Xavier in order to lavish his wealth without him complaining about it; after all, that's the main reason why she has been with him, because of his wealth. "Yes, Mum, and the worst part of the whole story is that Xavier isn't even doing anything to get rid of her," she said to her mother, who nodded in reply. "But why would you want Xavier to get rid of her?" Her mother asked her. "Come on, Mom, don't tell me you don't have a clue; why do you think that she came back to New York City if not for revenge?" Claudia asked her mother.

Lovato would always remember the love he shared with his wife… their fiery and bloody love so beautiful that would be replayed for many years, then eventually down the timeline (but in a different way! While the rebelling mafia goons had been vanquished, the death of the Ruiz's family madam, Marisa had stained the victory that was to be celebrated. Slowly, the darkness in the city eventually dispersed and a sense of melancholy settled in. Lovato wiped his tears as clenched his teeth in a burning rage… "Whoever you're, I will get my revenge…. Even if I go down with you!" He roared into the stiff atmosphere, knowing that his wife's killer would still be around somewhere in the dark night.

The only answer that makes sense is to find out for myself. The thought is insane. My stomach twists with disgust but there’s heat under it too. If she’s the reason my husband doesn’t touch me the way he used to, then I’ll find her. I’ll taste her. I’ll know exactly what’s so irresistible. I slide out of bed, my legs trembling. My reflection in the dresser mirror is ruined—red eyes, wet cheeks. I almost laugh at the sight. What kind of wife thinks like this? What kind of woman decides the best revenge isn’t to confront her husband, but to fuck his mistress?

"I'm ready." "To file the initial petition?" "Yes." "Good." She studied my face for a long, quiet moment. "You don't sound angry today." "I was angry yesterday." "And now?" I thought about the heavy silence waiting for me back at the house. "Now, I just want the baseline of my reality to stop shifting." Renata nodded in agreement. "That focus is far healthier than a desire for revenge." I didn't tell her that revenge still lived somewhere deep inside the marrow of my bones. It wasn't loud, and it wasn't screaming. It was just patient, quiet, and perfectly insulated. Waiting.

When picked up, the security also warned Savana never to return to Santa Monica hospital or be reported to the authorities. However, Savana seemed unfazed or not repentant at all. Instead of feeling regret or guilty, it was still obvious that she harbored a deep grudge against Aurora. "Let it be! Your ex-wife deserves to be treated harshly. Her words were rude and hurtful. Anyway, Mama will retaliate against her for making both of us suffer. Just watch out! Mama won't let Aurora live happily. You'll see!" Savana wasn't boasting. She swore deep in her heart. Anyway, if there's an opportunity, she'll retaliate against Aurora for the suffering she's been enduring.

Digby thought on his feet quickly and raised his voice, "You slut! You took advantage of me while I was drunk. I didn't think you'd actively seek to upset my wife to the point that she miscarried. I have to get revenge for my dead child!" After hearing this, many who had been willing to help were hesitant. That woman was a mistress who had ruined someone else's household and caused a miscarriage for the man's wife? Then there was no reason to feel sorry for her.

His voice was imbued with bitterness, a bitterness that came from years of resentment and guarded secrets. The woman spit in his face, a gesture of contempt and anger. She couldn’t believe what was happening, in Victor’s betrayal. " Bastard, damn! I won’t rest until I find her and rescue Louie." Her words were an oath, an unbreakable commitment to the son she had lost.