Revenge: Once His Wife, Now His Regret Mga Nobela at Kwento

PROLOGUE They say revenge is a dish best served cold. They’re wrong. Revenge is a nine-year plan executed in Louboutins and a smile that never reaches your eyes. It’s watching your ex-husband’s empire crumble while yours rises like a phoenix built from the ashes of every tear you cried alone. It’s standing in front of cameras with your son, the child they tried to steal from you, and watching the world finally see the truth. I got my revenge. I won.

“How can you do something this f*****h? Do you not see that history is about to repeat itself again? You were her boss when you ruined her and now you want to do the same thing?” “Come on man, I thought you were wiser than that!” “What even made you think of such a thing?” “I wanted revenge,” “What f*****g revenge, Ethan? It is so evident that you are the one at fault. Your actions should get you into getting closer to her and making her forgive you. Not getting on her bad side and making her regret ever knowing you.” “Wait, why the revenge?” Greg asked. “Cos I thought she moved on, had an affair with another man, gave birth for him and she has been going on dates with different men lately.

Richard said to Xavier, who kept silent, allowing him to finish what he was saying. "You see, six years ago, when Sarah informed me that you divorced her and confiscated her newborn baby, I knew that a day was coming when you would come back looking for her, and believe me, I was patiently waiting for that day because it was on that day I had planned to make you pay for what you did to her, but with time I brushed that idea away. I'm getting older and older with each passing day, and there are things I have to let go of, and among those things is vengeance.

He gulped gripping his hand to not touch her as she shed more tears. "You are my peace, you are the one for me, had always been and will stay until my last breath, I let my revenge rule me once and I made the irreversible mistakes I never thought one day I will regret, But now here I am, I am regretting everything I did to you, I wish I had let my heart rule me that time when I decided to hurt you, use you for my revenge." He paused letting a lone tear escape his tear as the woman watched it dropping to his upper lip.

“I left home for work one morning, and by evening, I was married. I didn’t even give him time to talk me out of it.” Henry’s voice was low. “Do you regret it?” The question hit harder than I expected. I hesitated. “Yes. In some ways, yes.” I rested a hand lightly on my stomach. If I hadn’t let revenge rule me… maybe I wouldn’t be here, carrying a child I can’t even identify the father of. The thought stayed silent, but it pulsed behind my ribs like a bruise. Henry leaned forward slightly. “Katherine, why revenge? What did they do to you?”

"It's all your fault. That Habbab is about to die is your fault, do you hear me? I'm going to make you pay." "My fault?" I stand up to face that crazy woman. "You were the ones who came into my life through lies and tares. I never asked for that man to marry me and then leave me. None of this is my fault, and all this time you knew the truth and didn't say a word. You are a coward." "You don't know anything about cowardice, you don't know who I am and what I've had to suffer since Habbab started this whole revenge thing. You married my..."

Cody even tried to grab my hand, but Noah stepped in to block him. “Emily, I know I was wrong. I’ll never listen to my mom again. “Because of my sister, I lost my job. Yet, my mom still wants me to get her out of prison. I’m really starting to hate her! “From now on, I’ll only listen to you. Please forgive me. Just look at me, Emily. Please?” I remembered how, in my last life, I had begged their family in the same pitiful way. Cody’s response back then had been, “You brought this on yourself. You deserve it.”

Not our divorce. His regret.

The room fell silent, heavy with grief, guilt, and a rage that had nowhere left to go. In that silence, it became painfully clear this wasn't just revenge anymore. It was two innocent lives crushed under the weight of a past that refused to stay buried. Aviraj's gaze hardened, his voice sharp and merciless. "Don't show pity on her, Abhishek. She is not for pity... she is for revenge." The words cut through the room like steel, leaving no doubt of the darkness and determination burning in him. Abhishek stayed silent, the weight of Aviraj's words pressing down on him. Without a word, he nodded slightly and left the office, the door clicking shut behind him, leaving Aviraj alone with his though

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.”