روايات وقصص ضمن The Betrayed Wife Revenge

"Sex. Money. Power. Revenge against me. Wow, I don't even have to lift a finger because you are already destroying yourself." His face tightened with restraint, but he wouldn't dare do anything reckless in a place like this. I leaned close to his ear until I could feel the heat of him. My words tasted like cold metal. "Tell me. How does it feel to betray the woman you claim to love? In the end the only person you love is yourself. You are a selfish prick, and I won't feel bad for Anna. You both deserve worse." Ingrid's hand closed on my arm like a vice and yanked me toward her, our eyes locking.

Her mind detached. This is normal, she told herself. This is marriage. The heat she felt which once made her body tingle with excitement, disgusted her now. He moved with impatience, taking what he wanted, proving ownership rather than desire. When her body reacted betraying her, his grip tightened. “Don’t pretend”, He muttered “I know you”. She said nothing. When it was over he rolled away without a word. Within minutes, his breathing evened out, heavy and satisfied.

This man did not just hurt her physically, he messed with her head. She cannot fight back. She is trapped with him and can only cower with him. It might seem a little extreme but she deserved it. She wanted to ruin me. She wanted to kill me and my child. She helped my husband cheat and hurt me. She deserved this hurt. Two can play the game of betrayal. Just because I hold back doesn’t mean I cannot teach my enemies a lesson. “You sure have a cruel way of revenge,” King said, bringing my attention back to him.

just to frame her. The final paragraphs were the most damaging. "When I finally found happiness with the Thornton family, she couldn't stand it. She used her newfound connections to the Sterling family to destroy my marriage, my reputation, and my future. She forced me to take a paternity test, knowing it would ruin me." "I'm sharing this story because I want people to know the truth about Sarah Mitchell—or should I say, Sarah Sterling. She's not the wronged victim she pretends to be. She's a calculating, vindictive woman who will stop at nothing to destroy anyone who threatens her."

"Anna, do you realize you're talking to me?" "Yes, I realize you are Maya. Aren't you the one who started it by calling me a street harlot in front of the maids?" She crossed her arms, her belly prominent between us like a weapon. "You insulted me first." I took a step closer, my voice steady despite the storm inside me. "Anna, you, as my best friend, betrayed me with my husband. You had the audacity to pack into my matrimonial home without any consideration for me. And now you're abusing my staff? And you think I'm the one in the wrong?"

“Our marriage gave you the shares you needed to survive the vote.” “Yes.” He didn’t flinch from the admission, didn’t soften it. “That’s the truth you asked for, Evelyn. Part of why I married you was strategic. I needed those shares to protect the company from a man who’s spent thirty years destroying people to protect his own comfort.” I sat with that, feeling something complicated tighten in my chest, betrayal and understanding tangled together in a knot I couldn’t easily separate. “Was any of it real,” I asked quietly. “The wing you gave me. The letters you showed me in the library. Was any of that actually about me, or was I just useful the entire time?”

"She told us you'd lost control of the situation. That you'd let your father's killer walk away. That you'd put the family at risk." Jack didn't answer. "She also told us about her." Salvatore looked at me. "The woman you married. The dancer from Prestige. The one nobody's ever heard of." The room was quiet. Jack looked at Salvatore. "Her name is Ariana." "I know her name." Salvatore looked at me. "What I don't know is why she's standing next to you instead of sitting in a cell." I didn't look away. "She's my wife." "That's not an answer."

I said. He did not speak. "Or I am the woman who is going to destroy you. It depends on what you choose." He stared at me. "Choose," I said. --- JULIAN POV I stood there. Staring at her. Staring at the woman I had given everything up for. Staring at the woman I had betrayed my wife for. Staring at the woman I had destroyed my life for. I did not recognize her. I had never recognized her. She was not the woman I thought she was. She was not the woman I had fallen for. She was not the woman I had loved.

Just as I'm on the verge of successfully completing my mission, my System suddenly crashes and is replaced by a new one. That's when I learn the truth that Cherie Blackstone's agreement to marry me is fake from the very beginning. Not only does she already have a lover, but even her affection for me is also entirely feigned. She loathes me, the person who has been constantly pursuing her since childhood. Even her moments of intimacy with me are merely a ploy to let her true love be reborn inside my body. The new System can't bear to watch the situation get any worse and chooses to reveal the truth to me. It lets me make a choice. "If you choose to abandon the mission now, you will die t

Perhaps it might lessen the pain of betrayal I was feeling in my heart. "Let me skip the middle-realm part," Ryan said. "The war becomes intensive, especially after the middle realm is sealed." To cut a long story short, one of the two beings betrayed his husband by selling the weapon to foreigners for a huge amount of money. However, the husband found out earlier, and then she had her locked up for three months, tortured her like a dog, and raped her every night. The couple's son, a ten-year-old boy, will always cry whenever he hears that his mother has been beaten and heckled. Gathering all her strength, the woman managed to escape from the man's grip, unaware that it was a setup. On her w