Vengeance Of The Ex Wife Novels & Stories

“What do you want from me, Vivian?” She scoffed, rising from the couch, arms folded. “I want you to act like you haven’t lost control of your life to your ex-wife and her bastard son.” The room went still. My voice dropped. “Don’t you ever call him that again.” Vivian smirked, cruel and cold. “You’re defending her now? The woman who humiliated you. Who stole your child and then paraded him in front of the media while she turned you into a footnote?”

Little did they fucking know… miss perfect was actually fighting for her life in the hands of her 'loving' husband. Once upon a time, Lena and I were happy. She was the love of my life, and I was hers. Until she casually decided to break my heart and marry a richer man, just like that, without explanation. I even had to pay for ever dating her and for trying to get her back. I paid with blood and years of sweat. Now, I was back to take what belonged to me—revenge. The door flew open again and Vincent peeked outside with a frown. When his eyes settled on me, he brightened,

It had not worked for me and now I was sending bottles of revenge to people’s houses. Jackson had escorted me home after the whole charade and even though I had noticed he had been a little aloof and distant. I wasn’t interested in how another person felt, I had sent the driver back to the restaurant to order the wine he was going to have and have it delivered to him. With a little note on the side, I hated him. I hated my husband so much I wouldn’t hesitate to shoot him if I had a gun. “Miss Wilson!” Alan called as he walked into the room, I turned around and smiled at him as he walked over to him. “Good morning,”

I said coldly, “you start to think everyone around you is just as rotten as you are.” He laughed. “As I said, from the very first moment I saw you, I saw it. There’s nothing worse than a vindictive woman. And that’s what you are. That’s what you became.” His gaze darkened. “And for ten years, it was fine… until you decided to kill my son.” I blinked once. “Excuse me?” I said slowly. “Kill your son?” My voice dropped, sharp and controlled. “Your son shot my husband, which later led to him being shot. I didn’t fire the shot. I didn’t invite him to the wedding. And I didn’t tell him to shoot anyone.”

Tonight, my ex-husband was going to see me with another man. Tonight marked the beginning of my vengeance...and I would see it through. A newfound determination settled deep in my bones as I clenched my fists. “Make me look breathtaking,” I said with a small smile. “So no one can look away from me.” They immediately got to work.

that he would reach the point where he would one by one erase my family from the world because of his selfishness. So, now that I was lucky enough to survive the accident I faced to escape my demon husband, I would really use the miracle that happened to me to get up and start again. And when the time is right, I will return to them. I will return him to pay for his arrears to me. "When he returned to this country, we welcomed him with cruel karma. I will take Sarah back and I will make that family suffer the deluge they made me suffer. Because the moment we face each other once again, they will taste how sweet my vengeance is.”

“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.

"I realised that there was nothing I could do to a dead woman then it occurred to me that she had a daughter, you, and that's when I began to plan my revenge on the daughter of the woman who ruined my family." Van didn't cry, on the contrary she was angry, no enraged was more like it. It was sheer willpower that stopped her from lunging at him across the table and strangling the effrontery in him so she let him continue. "When I met you for the first time and you wouldn't give me the time of day I knew you were in dire need of money for your dad's operation and I knew then it was the only way to get to you and so I had this plan to sleep with you and then dump you but after I succeeded in do

“Why did you choose her over me?” My mind stumbled. My throat tightened. “Calm down, okay? Please… calm down,” I said, my hands tightening around hers. “Like, Vanessa had been injured and was bleeding from the head if had something—you would have been charged with an attempted murderer, you shouldn't have pushed her… Vanessa told me everything ?” “ Everything!” she snapped. Her eyes blazed with fury. “That I pushed her! And you believed her. You believed the stranger’s words. Not your own wife! You didn’t even think of me! Not once!”

I cleared my throat and smiled. “Nothing much. I heard that she is your ex-wife who looks exactly like me. Given how your sister reacted, you might have a past issue with her. Would that be a problem for the both of us?” It would certainly be a problem for me, but I had to hide it. I wouldn’t be able to get my revenge if I were not close to him and his family. I wouldn’t know who was driving the car that night. “My wife, Jane Moore had been reported dead for two years now…”