To Avenge My Ex, I Married A Tycoon Novels & Stories

I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me that our time was up. Fate had let us into the arms of each other but only for a while, perhaps to remind me that I am still very much in love with Scott but didn't matter. In reality, I am married to Myron and Scott is married to Michelle. His father murdered my mother and our child and I live to exert my revenge. This makes us poles apart. I mopped my lips to keep myself from sobbing. This might be the last time we could get the chance of being in each other's arms again.

"I did nothing to you , you were the one who chose that man over me but guess what he never liked you and I was the only reason he did that fake marriage with you ,I just don't know what to say to an ex grieving mother I once loved . But you know what I wish you pain ,I wish you long lasting pains the same way you did you me ,you abandoned me and made me cry ,I called you the last time and you made me regret knowing you . "Do you know what rora ,the last time stopped you from being my mother ,I don't have a mother and one thing ,I will make sure you go through hell , you know what's am going to do to this man ,am going to get married to him as his official wife and the whole world would know

So even if I find Christine, we are no longer married. But I don’t care about divorce papers. Carla Christine Zabala, is still my wife. If I have to marry her again, I will marry her as soon as I see her again. And when I find out who tampered with Christine’s marriage certificate, I will kill that person with my bare hands. There’s no fucking way Christine would do this to me. She loves me. Christine fucking love me. She made me feel she loved me and was forgiven for what I did to her in the past.

With trembling fingers, I pressed ‘call. “Tamara?” he answered. “I’ll do it. I’ll marry you.” I said, going straight to the point. “You called me over to break off the engagement tonight. How-" "I changed my mind. But let’s be clear, Richard. I’m not marrying you because I want to. I’m doing this for one reason, and one reason only.” “And what’s that?” “Revenge,” I whispered" I want revenge on my ex husband" There was a long silence for a while. For a moment, I thought he might say no, that he might push back on my motives. But then, he spoke.

It was not a pretty scene, one i want to erase from my memory. There is a lot I don't know about my wife. But one thing is for sure. Everything related to her family, the Chaws, doesn't make her happy. Instead, it causes her a freaking panic attack. The best thing to do was to let her suffer. But that's not me. That was Revenge Me, the Karl that wanted to pay back every single tear his sister had shaded in Highschool. The months spent with Lucy had changed my motives. I wasn't lying when i said wrong reasons, right decisions. I did marry her for the wrong reason. But it is some how becoming one of the best decisions i have ever made in my life.

I thundered, still fighting to have Xander let go of my wrist. "Yes, she does and so do I. Do you even know how many billions are at stake? Like it or not, your wagon is hitched to mine. You're marrying me, so I can sure you keep your trap shut. Decide, Betty. Marriage or jail? Do you want your precious mom to have died for nothing?" "Force me into this marriage and I will find a way to avenge her," I vowed stupidly. Because what the fuck was I going to do against my billionaire fiancé? He just killed my mom.

“Slightly?” I laughed again, and the realization caught me off guard. This man didn’t know me, he didn’t have pity in his eyes for me. I wasn’t in some sort of comparison with my sister and for a moment here, I didn’t feel like I wasn’t enough. I was simply Maya. The thought felt strangely comforting. “Solo vacation?” He asked. I hesitated for a moment. The honest answer was quite embarrassing. Heartbroken woman runs away after discovering boyfriend and twin sister are having an affair. It wasn’t exactly casual conversation.

"We've always had such a good thing, you and me. " I wrapped my hand in her hair, yanking her head back as I drove into her harder, chasing my release. "Fucking gold-digging whore, thinking she can just walk away," I snarled, my hips snapping forward with punishing force. Melissa clenched around me, her body shaking as she came apart with a scream. "She doesn't deserve you," she sobbed, her words muffled against the cushions. "You should have married me instead, like you promised. I would also have given you everything."

Tristan turned to face me curiously, arching his brows as he questioned, ''How? ''I also got cheated on,'' I began to explain my experience, remembering all the painful memories that had happened, ''My husband framed me for my father's murder. And then he got married to my stepsister after throwing our divorce papers in my face. I had to keep my pregnancy away from him, and even after I had my babies in prison,'' ''Woww…'' Tristan's eyes widened in surprise at my story, and I thought he felt more pity for me than I did. ''You were once married? And you also have a baby?''

“It doesn't matter. The doctor said it’s a traumatic reason. So, do you agree to the contract marriage or not?” She rolled her eyes this time. “You’re sounding like I have a choice in this situation. My eyes briefly trailed over her face before I responded. “But you do. Agree or return back to jail.” She sighed and sat back on the couch. “I agree.” She mumbled, sounding extremely unenthusiastic that I might have taken offense if I didn’t relate with that feeling. When I turned to leave, anger began to churn in my chest once again. Anger towards Carla, anger towards her soon to be ex-husband, and anger at this entire situation.