The Perfect Wife's Revenge 소설 & 이야기

Isabel's back ached, she tossed on the floor and closed her eye like she was numb, she had seven months left to live, she wished she could spend the rest of her life as a happy woman but things only kept getting worst. "Who was the man?" Nathaniel Dave screamed, he was angry that the woman refuse to disclose the identity of the man. Nathaniel Dave made her lay flat to the floor aggresively, "you are my wife, right? It's obvious you went out to f*ck another man cause I'be not been f*king your useless v*gina, " he tore the woman's cloth angrily, Isabel struggled, why must her husband always tear her cloth whenever he wants to have sex with her?

“You should have chosen Isabelle. She would have made an excellent wife. But now see what you're stuck with.” I put the first bite of food in my mouth to signify an end to the conversation. It tasted like chalk and my mother didn't even seem to get the memo. “Didn't you see the way she—” “Stop,” I snapped in a loud voice. My fist clenched on the table but she wasn't done. “Stop what?” She cried, “When a woman starts to act without giving respect to her husband, that's enough signs for you to wake up and smell the coffee.” Then she raised hands in mock surrender. “Besides, I'm just confirming the signs that you refused to listen to.”

I demanded to know and she flinched at my inquiry. “It doesn’t matter, Camila. Isabella is the one I’ve always wanted!” Gabriel insisted. “You owe me the truth, Gabriel,” I said while trying to act normal in front of the traitors. “Fine! It’s been a while. Isabella and I…we’ve always had something between us, and she’s the one I truly wanted. I met her first,” he said coldly. As he kept talking, I wanted to scream. The injustice of it all was suffocating! Then, I recalled how Isa behaved on my wedding day! She acted as if Gabriel was a total stranger, and yet my bastard husband claimed he met her first!

he asked. "Yes? That's me." The man was about to speak again when suddenly, Athena's stepmother arrived, accompanied by some business colleagues of her late father. "Mr. Euwenn Cervantes! You're here already," her stepmother greeted the man joyfully. The man turned his gaze to her stepmother, and she introduced herself, "I'm Mrs. Ferrer, Oliver Ferrer's widow." "Oh, Mrs. Ferrer," the man said, and he shook hands with her stepmother. "My condolences for what happened to Mr. Ferrer."

He was always attacking Daniel and for sure Daniel was that type of person to back down or be defeated. I sighed as I suddenly felt pressed, excusing myself to the bathroom, I met with someone I didn't recognize. "Hey, look who's the fake wife now." I heard from behind and I inhaled deeply. What was going wrong again? The thought of being called a fake wife swift pass my face and I quickly turned back in shock. It was lady in black skimpy strapless dress. Her eyes narrowed at me,"You think you're so special, don't you?" Her venomous filled the air and for a minute, I lost the way of breathing.

Book two of the ' Second Chance Séries ' ** Chapter one ; I got my Revenge In the basement laid a young woman in her late thirties, barely unconscious, on a filthy mattress. She had a jagged scar running from her left eyelid to the right side of her face. Her nose was bleeding profusely, and her face was pale. One could hardly hear the words leaving her mouth as multiple men assaulted her. It happened every day for ten years. That was how long she had been stuck, maybe. It was karma paying her for her deeds.

"Not with emotion. The sweetest revenge is the one planned perfectly—cold, calculated, devastating." He stood beside Serena, looking at the photo of Tristan and Sienna on the laptop screen. "Let them enjoy their luxury life for now," he said in an utterly calm but threatening voice. "Let them feel safe. Let them think they’ve won. Because the higher they climb, the harder they’ll fall." He looked at Serena with an intense gaze. "And you—as Serena Blackwood Aldrich, wife of one of the most powerful CEOs in New York—will be the one to push them down. Slowly. Painfully. Until they have nothing left."

But for her, according to my calculation, revenge is being open to anyone who offered you that in a silver plate. Maybe that’s why Wisdom agreed to be my wife for hire because she can exact revenge on two people who wronged her. And the fact that he is now out of the country…this woman really knows how to play the game of vengeance and retribution. And to be frank, I was the pawn in this game. She was the queen. But I don’t mind that, especially when the fruit of my labor being Wisdom’s pawn is pure heaven. Like this. Like how Wisdom slowly lowered her body on top of me and all I can do is watch her and feast my eyes on the curves of the astounding body of art doing me.

All eyes were turned towards the door. Raina almost flinched at the way Aaron’s jaw popped. She took in the sight of the guy that had dark hair just like Aaron and his father. But his eyes were of a lighter shade. It was obvious that he was Elise’s son. He had his hands wrapped around another woman that Raina guessed to be his wife. His wife had blonde hair, sparkling blue eyes, and the most perfect glass skin that Raina had seen in a while. Something about her screamed that she worked out from time to time as well. The both of them were dressed extremely corporately like they were about to attend the Met Gala.

“Darling, I’m simply asking the maid to do her job—” “She’s not the maid anymore.” Jake’s green eyes were cold. “She’s my wife. Clause 7 of Dad’s will remember” Hailey who had managed to hold a glass of water, choked on it. Rebecca went pale as he mouth opened and closed. “You humiliate her again, Mom, and you lose everything. Spousal benefits, the Manhattan apartment, the allowance. All of it gets redistributed.” I gulped hard, panting and sweating because everything felt surreal.