The Ex Wife Revenge Novels & Stories

she asked, her tone almost accusing, like I should know exactly what she was talking about. Hearing the name "Logan" sent a wave of anger crashing through me, but I clenched my fists and kept it hidden. Logan,the man who had always tried to take everything I cared about, the devil in my life. Just the thought of him made my blood boil. But hearing Ruby talk about revenge on him,that was something I didn’t expect. My mind spun with questions. Ruby was married to Logan, wasn’t she? Why would she want to take revenge on her own husband? And what did her sister, Sophie, have to do with all of this?

“Tool for revenge? Against who?” He chuckled. "You think I just stay indoors for nothing? Or you think I don't let the press access me because of nothing? Of course, I miss my past famous life but I'm staying low-key even though some paparazzi capture me and some managed to expose my wedding with you,”. "Why then?” I asked, adjusting myself on the couch to lean closer. “I want to get revenge on my ex-wife.”. "You have an ex-wife?” I asked, shocked. "Yes. She's the reason I'm crippled.”.

I told her, confident even though I had no plans about what I wanted to do. Brie’s eyes widen with concern. She took my hands in a firm grip and shook me. “Lucy, let it go. Revenge is never a good thing. You already got your divorce, and you moved countries. I thought you wanted to move on and start over. What is this sudden addiction to revenge since you set eyes on Kilein? It was never the plan.” “Well, it’s the plan now. I’m not changing my mind. Either you help me or leave me to do it alone,” I said firmly with a huff.

But deep inside, I knew that the purpose of this press conference was to discredit him and ruin his reputation. "Is it true, Ms. Camilla, that Lester is your ex-husband?" a voice from the back of the room called out. I felt a cold wave of dread wash over me. A part of me had hoped to avoid this, to keep this part of my past buried. But it seemed like this was my only way to serve my revenge successfully. Kalel, sensing my discomfort, squeezed my hand again. "Yes, it's true. Lester is my ex-husband."

I was to be available when needed, silent when not, and convincing enough to sell the illusion of intimacy. And in return he would offer me power. Position. Revenge. Everything Caleb thought he’d stolen from me, Dominic was offering back—multiplied. All he wanted was my signature. I stood by the desk in silence, fingers wrapped around the pen. It was heavier than I expected, cold metal pressed to my palm. “Just walk away,” I whispered to myself, “you don’t need to get revenge,..you aren’t that petty.” But the problem was that I wanted to be petty - for just this once.

The most important element in my quest for revenge. She laughs, bitter. “Not in this dress, I’m not.” I thought as much. She thought it was just a joke. 'Then take it off.' I had told her. The words leave before I think them through. Not out of lust. Out of fury. At the thought of her wearing what they gave her. Wrapping her in silk that smelled like Grandmother’s poison. To me, it felt like mockery. How could they give my wife something that isn't worthy of the wife of Damien Lancaster to wear? I tell her we’ll burn it. That she’ll only wear what I give her from now on.

“Because I know it was love.” He started touching things around the office, papers, the edge of the desk, a pen...like he owned the place. It irritated me. It felt deliberate. Like he was trying to provoke me. “You,” he said suddenly, turning toward me, “look like a vindictive woman.” I raised a brow. “After you found out about Ryan cheating and having kids outside of your marriage, you went all in on revenge. And what better way than his own brother?” My expression didn’t change, but inside, I was stunned.

"Wow! So just because her love was rejected by your ex-husband, she’s taking revenge by destroying your business? That’s ridiculous! So, what’s your plan now, my wife? Do you need my help?" To be continued…

“Revenge.” Her eyes widened. “Revenge?” she repeated softly. I nodded. “Mhm. I could help you get revenge on your ex-husband for everything he did to you.” She just stared at me silently for a long time. Then she looked away, her voice trembling as she spoke. “No,” she said. “I don’t want that. I don’t want anything to do with him. I don’t want revenge. I just want to move on from this.”

I explain, jutting my hand forward as I speak, my entire face burning up. "While you get your husb–" “Ex-husband.” I cut him off, correcting him with an eye roll. "Jealous. It's a fair deal, I mean I get to kiss a beautiful woman like you and still get my inheritance.” My eyes widen at his words, I can't help as I swing forward slamming my palm over his mouth. "You won't be kissing me.” I whisper, my face burning impossibly brighter as I feel my cheeks go pink. What the hell is wrong with me?