The Ex Husbands Revenge Novels & Stories

“We may have only recently divorced, but I know him a lot better than most people. I do. I know every dirty secret, every trick up his sleeve, and I can tell you for a fact that he is capable of anything. He’s unscrupulous.” I watched as Miller’s eyebrows furrowed. “Do you really think I’d approach you so confidently if I didn’t have absolute certainty that my ex-husband is a greedy and cunning bastard?” I added. A chuckle escaped the Colonel’s lips. “Well, I must say, I never thought I’d find myself caught in the midst of a scorned ex-wife’s plot for revenge,” he remarked. I scoffed lightly. “What else would you expect from a woman whose husband cheated on her with her own sister, and had t

Last drank water? I couldn't remember. "Shh, baby. Mama's here." I adjusted my shirt and positioned Charlotte for nursing. She latched on immediately, her tiny hands gripping my shirt. "That's it. You're okay. We're okay." But we weren't okay. We were in a basement. Somewhere in the middle of nowhere. With a man who'd already proven he was capable of murder. My ex-husband. The man I'd once trusted. Once married. Once believed loved me.

“Correction. Briana was not my ex-wife. She was my wife. We were never divorced.” I always believe that using surprise attacks to eliminate potential enemies is better than playing dumb or working stealthily. Now, he looked confused, which made me smile secretly in glee. His head turned to Briana for confirmation. “I don’t think you have met him before Jimmy, but he’s right. Noah Hunter is my husband.” Jimmy Ferguson shook his head to mask his shock. Then, he smiled deprecatingly. “This is unexpected. The people of Redwood knew you were divorced. How come you weren’t.” Jimmy’s forehead creased.

“Aaron’s wife, back from the dead? It sounded like something straight out of a movie.” I walked further into the room, taking a seat across from him. He looked me up and down, his smirk deepening. “You look hot,” he said, shameless as ever. I raised an eyebrow. “Flirting already?” He grinned. “Can you blame me?” I leaned forward slightly, matching his energy. “I don’t mind.” His eyes flashed with interest. “So, do you know your ex-husband is getting married?” I waved my hand dismissively. “I don’t care.”

“You’ve seen the truth. Your husband is alive. So tell me, Aurora… do you still want him back?” My lips trembled, but clarity surged through me at last. I wiped my tears away and met his eyes. “No,” I said, my voice steady. “I want revenge.” Bryan was alive. And he had left me to rot in hell. For six months I had been beaten, disgraced, branded a murderer. My son had been poisoned against me. My company destroyed. All while Bryan lived freely in Santorini, building a new life. The betrayal hollowed me out, then filled me with fire.

" Samantha wasn't intimidated at all. She raised her chin high and looked at Alice scornfully. She spoke like she was Kendrick's rightful wife. The people outside started to criticize Alice. They were husband and wife in the first place. Even though they were divorced, they still had a son. Besides, they saw how Kendrick acted back then and saw that he still had feelings for his ex-wife. He came to help her on his own accord. Meanwhile, Alice was just a lowly assistant who didn't have the right to scold Samantha. They hated women like Alice, who didn't know their place. Women like her always seduced their men. All kinds of insults were thrown at her. Both Alice and Samantha heard them.

But then a message popped. “I regret it everyday. I regret ever getting with Camille, I regret pushing my family aside. I am truly sorry, Diana. I know that nothing I say or do will bring our little Angel back, but I'm trying everyday to be a better man. Today is the last day you'll be my wife. I'm sending the divorce papers tomorrow. I've already signed my part. I want you to be safe. That's all that matters to me.” Has Nathan been possessed by a ghost?

"But what if something had happened to me? Don't you know she hates my guts? For how long will I have to share my boyfriend with her? If you had gotten the job done since you got together with her, I wouldn't be here trying to win back a man who publicly dumped me and humiliated me." "At least you can have your revenge on them!" I rolled my eyes. "A revenge that us about to be spoilt." "What? How?" I swallowed before telling him how the house was empty, and I suspected that they had all figured out something. He fell silent for a moment before responding, "Actually, back to why I called you, the hitman that I sent after your husband's wife -" "Exwife!" I interjected, feeling irritated. I fel

His right hand formed into a fist, and he lightly punched me on my upper arm. “I am glad you have seen the light. Taking revenge was never a good thing. Look at her. Hadn’t she suffered enough? Her husband cheated on her with her best friend, divorced her, and left her penniless while she had a sick daughter to tend to.” He said. Now, his expression began to loosen up. The tightness around his eyes and lips began to unravel. The abrupt change in his expression had me narrowing my eyes into slits as suspicion overtook reason.

“Oh, trust me, seeing you suffer will bring me immense pleasure. And as for my void, I’ll fill it with the satisfaction of destroying your perfect life.” Celene’s blood ran cold at Agnes’ words. She knew that the woman was serious about exacting her revenge and there seemed to be no reasoning with her. Just as she was about to open her mouth, a man walked in, his presence powerful as he put his hands on Agnes’ waist. From his appearance, Celene guessed he was in his late 30s. His touchiness only confirmed her assumption that he must be Agnes’ ex-husband, the one helping her with her revenge.