The Ex Wife Revenge Novels & Stories

The sudden crack of thunder catches me off guard and I frown, glancing at the broken bottle that landed next to my shoe that's now dripping with the champagne but good thing I decided to wear leather shoes. "Ten thousand dollars," I say with a straight face and lift my head. "My assistant will contact yours-" Edward is suddenly in my face, grabbing the lapels of my jacket and yanking me closer like we're about to kiss- no, thank you, sir. I still have trouble kissing your daughter-- but all he does is glare hard into my face, breathing hard on me. "You bastard! You knew all along, didn't you? You think I don’t recognize that bitch? That's your fucking ex-wife!"

“I have a confession to make, she said, her eyes locked on his. He raised an eyebrow, his face inches from hers. “I’m listening. What is it?” Flora’s cheeks flushed, but she couldn’t stop herself. The amber liquid swirled in her glass, each sip a slow burn that both soothed and emboldened her. His penthouse, a testament to his success, felt like a stranger’s place and more like a refuge. The outside city lights twinkled like scattered diamonds outside the panoramic window. Their conversation was as captivating as the view. “I thought of using you,” she admitted, her words slurring slightly. “To get revenge on my husband.” Shame clawed at her as she admitted her desire out loud.

“So do the rest of my ex-husband’s relatives. Get in line, babe.” She paced slowly in front of us. She didn’t bother to suppress it, letting her eyes linger warmly on me before slowly coming to a stop. “I got everything I needed. A woman like me shouldn’t care about you three anymore, right? But I just can’t stop myself. I have to get my revenge.” Her gaze slid over to Janice. “I’ll kill the woman you all love.” “You already got what you wanted…” Calder pushed forward, nose flaring. “You’re crazy,” Aiden growled. “I should have killed you with my own hands years ago.”

She also wants to be independent. Mr. Whitlock is very kind because he agrees to give his money to the woman to help her company. Actually, they conspire all the way about the revenge of the ex-wife on her ex-husband. Besides, the family of Ms. Hillson helped the Italian when he was just starting to become a businessman, so he was just returning the favor to their daughter. In fact, he did not receive a serious injury due to Mr. Hallways's men threatening him. He only pretended and made a way to show that what happened to him was serious so that they could charge Mr. Hallway, which is a plan led by an ex-wife.

“I mean, we talked about a few things, and I think it won’t be difficult to get the information I need from him.” Carolina’s lips curled into a sly smile as she leaned slightly against the counter. “See? It wasn’t that bad. And I’m sure if you keep up the act, you’ll get your perfect revenge on your ex-husband.” Her words hung in the air, sharp and deliberate. My stomach churned, a mix of satisfaction and unease settling in.

Not just that, but with a receipt that indicates I sold it out! Thank you for your hard work,” a familiar voice pierced into my thoughts, bringing me into reality. I glanced in the direction; it was Austin, my soon-to-be ex-husband. Beside him was a Lady whose beauty seemed out of this world, the same one I saw on the television screen. No doubt, I knew it was Emily. “Pa!” Her hand landed so hard on my face. “How dare you! How dare you sell pirated art to me?!” She sneered.

He said with a firm nod. “I think I should tell you why I am doing this.” I paused and smirked again. The innocent girl who was madly in love with Logan Wesley, now feels only hatred for him, “I want to show my asshole for a husband that he has committed a hazardous mistake by betraying my love and trust. Revenge tastes sweeter when it’s served cold. Logan Wesley will realise it tomorrow.”

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

“Anything you want. You mentioned you wanted to get revenge on the people who betrayed you right? I have all the resources. Whoever it is, trust me I can help you with that.” With the mention of revenge and the stunned look on Jace's face from earlier, I knew exactly what I wanted. Revenge on my ex-husband and his family, including his lovely Naomi. I'm going to become his boss’s wife and make sure they sees my face every single day.

PROLOGUE They say revenge is a dish best served cold. They’re wrong. Revenge is a nine-year plan executed in Louboutins and a smile that never reaches your eyes. It’s watching your ex-husband’s empire crumble while yours rises like a phoenix built from the ashes of every tear you cried alone. It’s standing in front of cameras with your son, the child they tried to steal from you, and watching the world finally see the truth. I got my revenge. I won.