Vengeance Of The Ex Wife Novels & Stories

I murmured, my voice trembling and barely audible against the charged atmosphere. Vance's gaze turned fiery, fixating on me with an intensity that made my pulse quicken and compelled me to step back instinctively. "My brother's unjust sentence—his entire fate—was orchestrated by Ian’s family," he spat, his words dripping with hatred and sorrow. "They’re the reason my wife, Davina, is dead, and I won’t let them get away with it.”

My shaking legs took a step forward instead of backward, I wanted to walk away but I also wanted to confront them, I wanted to know why both of them would do this to me. “I can’t wait to get rid of that bitch and make you my wife, how could your father even get me married to that moron of a woman when he had a daughter like you.” Tears fell from my eyes. He hated me, he hated me this much. “Kian,” I uttered, my voice low and pain-filled The both of them immediately pulled away from each other and began to arrange their clothes. Tears brimmed down my eyes. “How could you do this to me? You’re cheating on me?” I looked at him from head to toe, this man had no remorse in his eyes, and he didn’t

“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.”

I could still hear her voice, trembling yet proud, confessing the unthinkable as if it were proof of her devotion. And here she was, acting like a fragile little thing, while her eyes practically screamed that she’d already won. My thoughts turned dark. I looked at Vance and wondered if this was really what he wanted. Did he want a woman who would kill her own blood just to get into his bed? And, if she could kill her own pup, what else would she do? What else would he let her do? The betrayal wasn't just him anymore. It was both of them. Standing there in my own bedroom, I felt a new kind of fire starting to burn in my chest. It wasn't love, and it wasn't pain, it was a promise of vengeance

“It's done. Have you found out everything about the enterprises I sent you? Good! very good. keep me posted about the next updates” she said after pressing the answer button. While she was on the call, Erica took out time to study her facial expressions, and she couldn't help but feel pity for the lean figure in front of her. The woman had a sad expression hidden under the disguise of her makeup – Her eyes were filled with undiluted anger and hatred. each step she took was only aimed at one thing–Revenge. Although the woman has the entire city in her palm – she has lost herself to the rhythm of the world a month time ago, and now she's decided not to have the world trample upon her anymore.

His reaction was a sigh of fury. "So what if I did it to get you back in my life? I regretted letting you go and wanted you back," he defended. I smirked. "You wanted me for power after you learned from Witch Meena. And you wanted me even more after your ex-wife cheated on you with her real mate. Karma served you right for stealing and sleeping with another woman who was someone else's girlfriend. Oh, and by the way, the son isn't yours either," I spat. A hard slap struck my face in response, leaving the metallic taste of blood in my mouth.

My kids who were nowhere to be seen, and my ex husband who framed me just to get married to my stepsister. Thinking about everything as past sceneries replayed in my head only brought back the pain, anger and hurt I was feeling. Along with all distateful emotions, the beats of the drum playing the sound of revenge kept ringing in my ears as I found myself gritting my teeth. I was never going to forget my revenge for everything they had made me go through. Not now, not ever!

Her voice was laced with a hint of skepticism, as if she already knew the answer. Derek's expression turned calculating, his eyes glinting with a hint of ruthlessness. "When my ex-wife divorced me, she took 35% of my company away from me," he said, his voice dripping with resentment. "Ivan never signed a prenup, so if you're smart about it, you can take everything." The implication hung in the air like a challenge, and Autumn's eyes widened as she finally understood Derek's true motives. Of course, an Ashton wouldn't help her out of the goodness of their heart. They were notorious for their cunning and ruthlessness in business.

"Don’t you regard me as your wife? How long have you been hiding this from me?" Victor opened his mouth to respond, but Evelyn didn’t give him the chance. She took a step closer, her eyes wild with disbelief. "You saw your ex-wife, and you didn’t think to mention it? You're *just* telling me this now? Are you out of your mind, Victor?!" He couldn’t take it anymore. Victor’s hand hovered in the air for a split second, the room so tense it felt like the walls were closing in. His anger had driven him to the brink, but Evelyn’s sharp words and the fierce look in her eyes cut through the haze of rage.

Lysander roared, slamming his massive fist against the inside of the shield. ​The dome didn't even flicker. The barrier was tethered directly to my heartbeat. As long as I drew breath, the shield would not break. ​Bam! Bam! ​The western tower door shuddered under a massive impact from the outside. The sound of heavy axes splintering wood and wolf claws tearing at the stone was deafening. ​"Open the door, you bitch!" a deeply familiar baritone voice echoed through the thick walls. ​Vance. ​My ex-husband from my first life. The man who had slit my throat, ruined my name, and let Elena laugh over my pathetic corpse. Hearing his voice made the remaining blood in my veins boil with pure, unadulte