Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby Mga Nobela at Kwento

“You’re married?” “It’s none of your business, Catherine.” “None of my business?! You claim you love your late wife so much that you are taking out your anger on your poor child, yet you got yourself a replacement wife?” “She’s not a replacement!” He snapped. “No one can ever replace Anna.” “Then what happened?” He looked away, finding it hard to tell her. “She got pregnant, okay? I’m starting afresh here, I don’t want the cops attention, so I had to marry her.”

Even if I was covered with hatred and revenge was the only thing in my mind, being a prostitute or entertainer would not even in my choice. I chose to be a waitress in this bar. This bar was called Padi's, and it's one of the high-end bars in the city. Most of the customers here were from the higher part of society. But even being just a waitress, crud men were all around, especially when even waitresses had to wear almost nothing. I had to cope with this shit undercover even if I complained and disagreed. Because whether I liked it or not, this was the easiest way to start my revenge for these people.

"I... I can explain, I swear I didn't know what I was doing. I wasn't in my right sense. I'll do anything you want, please don't..." "You're not planning to use and dump me, right?" he questioned, his deep yet cold voice firm. "Uh?.. I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're saying," she said. "Last night, when you pleaded for me to touch you, you told me your husband cheated on you and that you're divorcing him," he reminded her. Memories of what she'd said came flashing back. "I'm sorry for that, please don't fire me, I need this job. I was just carried away, I promise it won't happen again," she pleaded desperately. She planned on getting her revenge on Ryder and Sophia, and she could onl

We locked eyes and sipped wine as we stood toe to toe in his living room. "Why are you here?" he asked, running his finger down the side of my cheek and sending an electric pulse throughout my body. "My husband is fucking his coworker across town," I answered without any forethought while I pondered if this was my only reason for being here. "So this is what? Revenge?" he asked with a hint of amusement as he took a sip of his wine. "I don't know... well, yeah, I guess it's sort of revenge and sort of evening the score," I answered before taking a bigger sip of wine. He just nodded like he understood.

When I got back to the states, I asked how it happened and I was told my husband was killed by Mikel and Irene’s daughter while trying to save her Mira. I was so angry and I vow to revenge in my mind. I was taken to the morgue where my husband body was laid. I weep so hard as I saw his body and I said to his body. “ I will avenge your death, Mike and Irene has caused us so much and I promise to take them down, I will get our kids first then I will make sure this time I kill them, the battle line has been drawn” I said to my husbands. I walk out of the morgue and return home, I didn’t stay so much so I asked to be taken back to Belgium to search for my son and daughter in law so that I will h

My anger curls into curiosity. “All Marion needs is to think her perfect husband’s a cheat. Let’s give her a reason.” I feel his arm slide around me, his mouth brushing my bare shoulder. The idea blooms in my mind, dark and terrible. “But how does that help you?” I ask, narrowing my eyes. “This sounds like my fantasy. You’re not exactly invested in my heartbreak.” “No,” he says with a smirk. “But I do enjoy revenge. She stabbed me, remember? That bitch

"Only if you let them. Ethan mistreated you, I would never do that I would show them just how valuable and important you are. And even if they still didn't like you no one would dare say a negative word to you, not even Ethan himself. Think of it optimistically." "There is no optimism. I got rejected by my husband and suddenly I'm married to his brother? How did that happen?" "Love?" He shrugged with a half smile. "We'll tell them I've always loved you. It could even be the reason I left the pack. Even when we were children Ethan was always jealous of everything I had. It would be the perfect revenge against Ethan. Seeing you happy with me." That made me pause, the idea of getting revenge on

I turned my face back to the ocean, letting the wind whip through my hair, the salty air stinging my lips. The tide rolled in and out, rocking with the same rhythm my heart refused to settle into. "My life ended the day my husband and my son tossed me aside like garbage," I whispered, the words slipping out like venom disguised as confession. "After that, I lived for one purpose—revenge. But now, with my son back in the picture, I have to be less reckless… smarter. Because the people I want to burn like to play dirty." Silence stretched between us. Kendrick didn’t say anything, he just stared at me, eyes heavy with a weight I couldn’t place.

I rushed toward the stranger and slapped him in anger. “Tell him! Tell my husband you brought me here, and I didn’t even know. Tell him you were paid to set me up!” I yelled, crying and hitting him in the chest. But I was stunned when he frowned at me, his words catching me by surprise. “Why are you saying this, my love? You’re hurting me. We had the best night of our lives last night because we love each other; don’t make it look like a joke,” the stranger said, and my mouth dropped open as I realized what he was trying to do.

My heart palpitated in my chest, and I tried not to cry. My life was unraveling before my eyes, and all I had to do was stay calm. "You got this." I told myself. But I got nothing except my fading love for my husband. The last time Lucien left the house for weeks like this, all I got were reports of his cheating with numerous women in every city he went. At the point, it's an open secret that everyone in the city knows. Lucien is a serial cheater, and I'm the loyal wife who remains married to him.