Spouse Gets Vengeance Novels & Stories

Vivian kept her pace beside me, her eyes fixed on her phone, and I was secretly relieved she wasn’t in the mood for conversation. Our three years of marriage. Three years of unnecessary arguments and jabs. Three years of building a perfect facade of being a good husband. I had never thought we’d last this long. My initial plan was to destroy the video—the one that got me into this loveless marriage. Robert—Vivian’s father—had a video of the company’s dark past, a video that could bring my entire empire crashing down, and he was using it as leverage against me.

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.

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.

"Tell me about it. I didn't hear this gist." "After Forester's first wife died on the day his second son was born, he made his his mind not to be with another woman. He was so in love with her that he couldn't even see himself married to someone else," He wiped the second to the last dish in the sink and carefully placed it into the rack. "Seventeen years later, his children convinced him to get another wife, seeing he was getting lonely after they all left for college. So he got married to Daneesha Cummings. Everything seemed rosy at first but one of Greyson's kids found out she was cheating and told his father. Forester then realized he had made a mistake by not forcing her to sign a prenu

“I told him it was a story you'd tell him yourself" “All right then. I'll tell him myself". She said, sitting on the couch beside me. She turned to me, and crossed her legs. “I had an uncle my age once, when I was a little older than you are now". She folded her hands. “He was doing well, had a diary production line that was doing well. He was making money." She paused, smiling faintly. “He was the most approachable male, he was my best friend. And I prayed every day that whoever he got married to would be as nice as him, so I wouldn't loose my best friend." She laughed bitterly. “He got married all right. In fact I was one of the first people he introduced her to. And I disliked her at once

She thinks she can bully anyone just because she's rich! [Leave Tia alone! You've fucked her enough!] [Eat the rich! Nobody rich is ever pure of heart!] … I sneered. "Your house?" Tia put on an offended look and stood with her arms crossed. "Yes, my house! Or are you here to claim it's your house?!" Vivian laughed and stepped forward. "That's right! It's Miss McPherson's house!" Tia collapsed to the floor, crying. "You took everything from me! My husband, my wedding, and now my house!

He had overheard his parents speaking in hushed tones after Sebastian arrest about it, shocking him as well. Kaira laughed bitterly, realization dawning on her, “It was only about getting back at me wasn’t it?” She asked with venom. “This marriage was all about getting revenge on my family. You never loved me, it was all about the revenge for you.” She yelled angrily, pulling on his shirt but he didn’t react and just let her do as she wanted. “Kaira, please—“ Older Mr Ashford began, walking closer to her but she cut him off.

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.”

My wife has suffered from hereditary migraines for years. After three years of marriage, I finally developed a specialized medication just for her. Carrying a lunchbox, I headed to her company, intending to deliver the medicine to her in person. But her secretary mistook me for a kept man. He dumped the contents of the lunchbox over my head, stripped off my clothes in front of everyone, and even made me swallow the only dose of that specialized medicine. "A mere food delivery guy, and you dare dress so indecently? Today, I'll show you exactly what happens to a homewrecker." Then, with a smug grin, he turned to claim credit with my wife. "Ms. Milstein, I took care of that food delivery

he tried to explain, reaching for his wife's shoulder from behind as they hit the hallway. Belle’s scream could have shattered glass. “You’re a fuck up. You wanted to fuck my daughter instead of her lifelong best friend? How the fuck is that better?" she shrieked in horror. Then she went numb and made a crazy choice, turning around slowly with a malicious smirk to stare down her husband, locking in her plan for vengeance. Steve feared the chaos in her eyes. "No, of course not. I just meant—" Steve tried to back track, but his aching dick surging back to full hardness told the true story.