The Ex Wife Revenge Novels & Stories

She was a shadow of herself now because although she had managed to sell her house and some of the property that she got while she was still with Derek so she had some money now, she still wasn’t getting any gigs and everyone in the movie industry avoided her like a plague. “Obviously for as long as it takes to get the kid. Why does it feel like I'm the only one who’s actually interested in getting revenge against Derek and his small family? Have you guys forgotten that he has offended us all? Denise, he chose that woman over you and her daughter over your son. Steve, he stole the woman you were dating, and humiliated you in front of her and their little brat.”

Angelica collected the note from me. [Dear Maya, I'm sorry to let you know that I never loved you. I was only using you to get Angelica jealous. she's the only woman after my heart… She's the only woman I have ever loved… and you were just a tool for my revenge. Which is why I left so suddenly. I couldn't leave with the guilt that's why I left so, Angelica and I can finally be together] Tears rolled down my cheeks as she read the note. I could feel my heart aching. But I still refused to believe that Reggie, my husband would hurt my feelings this way.

“I’m not done. He’s paying you what? A hundred million? I’m just saying, you can ask him to double it. Milk him for what he’s got. That is a lot of money, Iris.” “I’m not marrying my daughter’s father, Megan. And to think it’s all just for what? Revenge? This is a marriage we’re talking about. Marriage to my ex-husband’s ‘brother’. I want nothing to do with that family.” I told Maverick that I was going to think about it, which I had been doing in the last three days since I got back, weighing the pros and the cons. Because as much as I wanted revenge, I couldn't go on with that plan at the expense of my family. My daughter.

She would always remember the advice of the late Hana, that the status of a legal wife was higher than that of a mistress and must be maintained. * The first day back at the office after a week off following Hana's death. Angelina was kicked out of the director's office by Moreen. She told Angelina to take the farthest room, the secretary's office. Moreen wanted revenge for what she had gone through. Meanwhile, Axton always agreed with Moreen's wishes; his love for the seductive woman grew even stronger when he found out she was pregnant with their first child. At the office, Moreen wasn't working as usual. She was just accompanying her boyfriend. She didn't want to lose him again, afraid th

The confident, gorgeous woman at the helm of one of the most influential finance companies in the world was a far cry from the quiet, timid Kiara I married years ago. The room erupted into applause as she wrapped up her speech, but I barely heard it. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions- anger, shock, regret. As she stepped down from the podium, I couldn't stop my gaze from following her. She walked toward the exit, head held high, as the young man trailed behind her like her husband. Has she remarried? What the fuck was happening? She was halfway down the hall, her steps echoing like thunder in my ears. The man beside her, her fucking husband, or whoever he was, didn't deserve to touch her,

Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she suddenly felt the ground beneath her collapse. Damn it! How could everything be exposed this quickly before I managed to take revenge on my ex-husband, Dominic Thorne?! My plan could fall apart if the Vance clan moves together! Tristan watched the change in Vivienne's expression, causing the dark jealousy and possessiveness inside him to completely take over tonight.

“I know you're hurting, but using your resources to acquire everything belonging to your ex-husband out of revenge is reckless and senseless!” Karina's hands slammed down on the desk, her frustration evident. “My revenge isn't senseless. Soon, they'll all come crawling back to me!” She locked eyes with Gina, her expression resolute. "Especially Aidan, my wretched ex-husband, who feels no remorse for what he did to me,” she added, her voice tinged with emotion.

I said, keeping my voice low. Robert blinked, not convinced. “How does it not matter? You could pick anyone.” I lifted my wine to my lips and drank slowly. "She's Liam Hemsworth's ex-wife." The name came out before I meant it. “And I want to help her take revenge on him.” Saying it aloud made my fingers tighten on the glass. “Liam Hemsworth?” Robert repeated, shock cracking his tone. “You mean, Liam Hemsworth is her ex-husband?” I nodded. My jaw went hard. “Yes.”

“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.”

And now she stood here, not just alive—furious. She cut through the crowd like a knife through silk. Each heel strike echoed, a heartbeat, a countdown. A murmur spread fast, snapping from mouth to mouth. “Evelyn Lockwood?” “She’s supposed to be dead.” “This can’t be real.” She reached for a tray without looking, plucked a glass of champagne, held it like a weapon. Her voice carried, sharp and sure. “Hello, ex-husband. I’m back.” The room froze. Every gaze swung to Damien.