Novel & Cerita Revenge With Ex

“This should be… memorable.” When the call ended, Julie—now head of PR for Aurelia Luxe—entered the office, iPad in hand. “I just saw the partnership details,” she said cautiously. “It’s his company. You okay?” Anne stood and walked to the window, staring out at the skyline she once knew. “I’m not just here for a project, Jules,” she said softly. “I’m here for closure. And revenge.” Julie lowered her voice. “You sure you’re ready for this? Seeing him again? Seeing them?”

"What aren't you telling me?" "Smart girl." His smile turned predatory. "There's someone I need to make jealous. Someone who chose money over me five years ago and is about to find out what a mistake that was." "Your ex." "My ex-fiancée. She's marrying her hedge fund prince next month, and I intend to be there with the most stunning woman in New York on my arm." "So this is about revenge." "This is about justice." His eyes hardened. "She destroyed my family for a better stock portfolio. I'm simply returning the favor."

“Revenge.” ‎

Evelyn took a deep breath, then whispered with pain etched in her voice, “I hate Julian. I hate him for not protecting me. I hate that he let his mistress ruin my life. And now… my child.” William clenched his fists, fury rising in his eyes. “He… he did this to you?” “He didn’t push me directly. But because of him, I was humiliated in public, shoved, and… then the cramps started.” William stood. “I’ll make him pay. I swear, I’ll make him regret this.” Evelyn shook her head. “No, William. Revenge won’t bring my baby back. I just want him to know… I’m not the same Evelyn he used to know. I will rise. I’ll become the woman he can never look down on again.”

“I can’t just sit and watch Killian ruin my name.” “Who said we’re gonna sit and watch?” Maya sat beside her. “Of course, we’re going to give him a dose of his own medicine. We must brainstorm the perfect revenge plan. Killian won’t get away with this.” Right! How were they going to take revenge, though? Kiara’s head was muddled right now. She couldn’t think of anything. Not when the anger was still eating at her. She stared at Maya for answers, but her best friend didn’t seem to have any ideas right now.

“That would mean I’m getting a custom version of Sienna because you are mean to me.” I laughed. “You know, funnily enough, when I signed your contract, getting revenge on my ex was one of my biggest motivations. I knew I would need money to make it happen.” “So what changed?” I sighed. “I’m over it. I just want to focus on my life and make it better. I can’t do that if I’m fixated on someone else’s.” “I understand,” he said calmly. “Give it enough time, though, and I'll have you wanting revenge again. I always get my pound of flesh.”

Ten years ago, I never would have thought I would be this happy. I never thought I had four elder brothers who had been searching for me for years. Neither do I believe that a reunion with Noah after all the heartaches and pains would be possible. As I look at my growing family, I realize that we don’t heal in isolation but in community. I was hurt when I walked away from Noah and everything. Revenge made me come back. I wanted to show Noah what he ditched and took for trash. I wanted him to regret divorcing me and stripping me of everything he gave me - his name, wealth, and protection.

If I soften too early, if I fold in the face of a man’s sorrow, I may hand him the leverage he needs to undo everything. I cannot let that happen. I will test him the way the law will test him: with facts, witnesses, and records. If he truly wants to repair this, he will accept that scrutiny. Revenge is a defensive strategy. It is the only language available to someone who was rendered invisible in a previous life. I sit on the bed and breathe, counting the small practicalities. That is the work I have to do. The rest… the personal wishing, the hunger for a version of the man I loved… has to be managed and contained.

With trembling fingers, I pressed ‘call. “Tamara?” he answered. “I’ll do it. I’ll marry you.” I said, going straight to the point. “You called me over to break off the engagement tonight. How-" "I changed my mind. But let’s be clear, Richard. I’m not marrying you because I want to. I’m doing this for one reason, and one reason only.” “And what’s that?” “Revenge,” I whispered" I want revenge on my ex husband" There was a long silence for a while. For a moment, I thought he might say no, that he might push back on my motives. But then, he spoke.

They don’t make your chest tighten or your thoughts falter, don’t make you question a decision you were so sure about just seconds ago. And they definitely don’t look like they’re about to hunt down your ex-husband and make him pay for something that has nothing to do with them. Which means either I’ve been wrong about what we are this whole time… or he has. And I’m not sure which possibility scares me more. I take a deep breath, trying to sound calmer than I feel. "First of all, you're not letting me do anything. This is my choice. My revenge. And I'm doing it on my terms."