Revenge On The "perfect" Husband Novels & Stories

She asked and I thought for a while. That was a very valid question, which I found very funny because I didn’t really think about it that much. I was only thinking about taking my husband to court, but I didn’t have a clear motive behind it. But now, thinking about it, I knew exactly what I wanted. I wanted revenge. I wanted to see him suffer. I wanted to see him realize that he underestimated me. I wanted to see him realize that he had lost a rare gem. I wanted to see him hustle for scraps. I wanted to make sure that he really paid for what he did to me. And I didn’t want him to do it behind bars. That would be too easy for him. No, I wanted him to face the world, humiliated and broken. And

I needed to lose myself for a bit to forget the bone-deep hurt he was solely responsible for. I had left for good and should never have returned. I should have signed those goddamn papers instead of hesitating and wasting two damn weeks. Now I felt like a fool who couldn’t get her priorities straight. Stupid enough to go back to his agitating ass, hoping he would help in clearing this maze of emotions inside me. Though he helped me just fine. I knew now not to trust him ever again. “Let me guess, you just caught your ever-loving husband in bed with another woman and now you’re here to dull the pain and forget his cheating ass,” a deep voice rang into my ear and made me frown.

I asked, wishing it wouldn't be true. "Yes, it is. I know everything that goes on in that house; once, while I was sweeping the hallway, I overheard him on a call with someone; the conversation suggested that they were planning an attack." "If I were you, I'd never show my face in that office again, at least until you've had your revenge." She suggested. "I know I have a little vendetta with Thanes, but I am more particular about having my revenge on Mia and the stupid man I divorced!" I let out.

I felt pity for her but alongside a little disgusted, we locked eyes with each other but she quickly turned away as she continued talking to Leo. I hate the fact that his hands were on her shoulders trying to comfort her. What was this feeling? She killed my fiancé. I walked into the room the officer had told me to wait. All this was just going to be bad for my business. Now that all of this was out in the news, market prices would drop for both Valerie and me. I needed a way to end this scandal and get back to business. Well, call me selfish but I am thrilled that business is going bad for my ex wife. Now, she won’t be able to compete with me.

“People are jealous and would say anything to hurt you. that is not and will never be in your level. Don’t let what he said bother you. we are not responsible for whatever he is accusing you of.” I turned to my son. “Take her to her room and go back to work.” He nodded taking his sister upstairs. I took my phone and dialled my husband, but it rang behind me. I turned and he was closing the door. He looked exhausted, my poor husband. It was one thing after the other with his family. “Why were you calling me, did you need something?” “I needed you, come on.” I walked out going back to the patio with my husband following behind. Before he could even sit, I asked. “Who did we kill?” he stopped a

"But what if something had happened to me? Don't you know she hates my guts? For how long will I have to share my boyfriend with her? If you had gotten the job done since you got together with her, I wouldn't be here trying to win back a man who publicly dumped me and humiliated me." "At least you can have your revenge on them!" I rolled my eyes. "A revenge that us about to be spoilt." "What? How?" I swallowed before telling him how the house was empty, and I suspected that they had all figured out something. He fell silent for a moment before responding, "Actually, back to why I called you, the hitman that I sent after your husband's wife -" "Exwife!" I interjected, feeling irritated. I fel

And then he continued “You are right I wanted your father dead, but I wanted to be the one to kill him. I wanted to kill him with my bare hand. But some other fucking bastard took that opportunity from me. From the last three years the only thing that kept me going, the only thing that kept me sane, and the only thing that I wanted more than anything in my life was to kill your father with my bare hands. And due to some bastard, my revenge is left incomplete. So, you see princess, I want some outlet to avenge my wife’s death.” Covering the distance between us, his hand fisted my hair and arched my head back causing the pain to shoot through my scalp. “Ahh” I whimpered his breath fanning my l

Jorge's grin drops instantly—his expression twisting into something dark and unhinged as Aiden's words echo through the phone. “What do I want? Revenge.You took my wife from me, Aiden. You gunned her down like she was nothing. So now… I take yours.And trust me… she’ll suffer so much worse than a quick bullet.Come find us, bastard. Let’s see how protective you really are when your little doll is screaming for you.” Aiden:-“I didn’t kill your damn wife okay? I didn’t fucking kill her. Just leave her please”.

I mumbled and pushed them away, this time they didn't stop me. " Don't forget I'm a lawyer, you can come to me to handle your divorce.! Grace shouted after me. I hurried to my car and slammed the door shut. I tried to cry but the tears stubbornly refused to flow. In rage, i slammed my fist on the steering repeatedly and then my head too. I remained in that state for minutes before I came back to my senses. This time, my mind was already made up. I'll take my revenge. Lets play this game Jason….