Vengeance Of The Ex Wife Novels & Stories

"You! That's it, we're getting divorced! I can't take this anymore." "Oh, there will be a divorce, alright. But you're leaving with nothing. Everyone here saw what you two did. Either you both pack up and get out of my studio, or I'll report you for stealing company files." "You... you can't do this! I'm your husband, and I have a right to half!" His face reddened with anger. Before Mandy could respond, Annie stepped forward to intervene. "Ms. Xander, please try to calm down. This situation isn't just your husband's fault. Renee knew how much you supported her, yet she still went after him. She owes you an apology more than anyone."

"You destroyed my marriage out of your selfish interest. You took everything from me. You killed my child. You took my happiness from me and left to die." Nicole took a deep breath, her eyes burning with vengeance. "But guess what? I'm back to make you pay in hundred folds every bit of pains you'd caused me." A flicker of something, quite probably guilt flickered in Veronica's eyes, but she quickly concealed it. Nicole's chest was heaving with emotion. She raised her chin, her voice barely above a whisper. "You think you won. That this is all a done deal and safely buried in your past. Well, I got news for you, Veronica."

He placed it on the table in front of Damien. “My number,” he said calmly. “Call me when you’re ready.” Vincenzo turned toward the door. “Wait,” Damien’s voice cut through the air. “You’re gonna help me get my ex-wife back. I want Calla.” Vincenzo stopped, his back still turned. Slowly, he faced Damien again, his eyes sharp. “That won’t be possible. But I can help you get your revenge. After all, you know your ex-wife is nothing without Killian Black.”

For five years, Claire Carter mourned the twins she believed were dead. Blaming herself, she clung to Ethan, hoping another baby could save their marriage. Instead, he shattered her with one question: “Have you looked at yourself lately?” Then Claire discovered Ethan had another family: Olivia, the woman Claire had rescued and trained, and a five-year-old son who called him Daddy. While Claire grieved, Ethan and Olivia lived as a perfect family. But the betrayal runs deeper. The grave Claire visited for five years may not hold her twins. Now pregnant again, Claire chooses divorce, reclaims her company, and exposes Olivia. The grieving wife is gone. In her place stands

She asked, releasing her from the hug. Venus nodded with a weak smile on her face. “It was. But it’s different now, and I am very much invested in his happiness. I am sorry if I sound selfish.” “No, you are not. You are just being a mother.” They stayed quiet for a while before Venus cleared her throat. “I do hope you have plans to get back at that ex-husband and friend of yours. If you need help, I will gladly do anything to make them pay.” Nina giggled. “Uncle J.R. and Xander are helping me work towards this as much as I love to be with Winter. I also need to get back to work and round all of this up.”

“I still have my magic. I can weaken them from the inside. Make them fight each other. Make Betty suffer.” Vance leaned back and studied us for a long moment. “Why should I trust you? You were one of them. You married into their circle.” I laughed bitterly. “They took everything from me. They kicked me out, beat me, and stole my wife. Now she’s pregnant with their bastard child. I want them dead. I want Betty back. And I want revenge.” Vance’s eyes narrowed. “What exactly are you offering?”

He will never find a better woman or wife than Serena was for him. “If I am fucking her or not is none of your business. And your ex-wife, remember? You are no longer married. If I didn’t know any better, I would say you are jealous. What is the matter, big brother? Felicity, not what you wanted after all?” I chuckle. With every word, his jaw gets tighter, his knuckles turn white, and he clenches them. Not only is his anger obvious, but his face and eyes are full of regret. He knows the mistake he made.

Respect mixed with genuine surprise. “Years ago,” Jack murmured, almost to himself, “you wouldn’t have said that. Even a year ago, all you cared about was revenge.” The words landed hard because they were true. For years, Nathan had been so blinded by vengeance that he lost himself completely. “Years ago, I was an idiot,” Nathan said quietly. “An idiot who threw away every chance at happiness. And because of that, my wife’s life and mine became far more complicated than they ever needed to be.”

“Why would I? I don’t need him. Men only bring pain, and I’ve had enough of that.” Mrs. Cassiopeia leaned forward, her curiosity piqued. “Who hurt you?” Elowen’s gaze dropped to her teacup, a faint smile playing on her lips. “My ex-husband. He took everything from me. Stripped me of my life and tossed me aside like trash.” Mrs. Cassiopeia’s eyes narrowed. “And what are you going to do about it?” Elowen sat back, her posture relaxed but her eyes gleaming with determination. “I’m working on it. I came back for a reason, and I won’t leave until I get what’s mine.”

I should have known I was wasting my time the moment he made me agree to keeping our marriage a secret. To me he was my husband but to everyone else I was his sister, and then what? He framed me , stole from me and put me in jail. Oh no! The thought of it only made my blood boil with anger. I tightened my grip on the steering wheel. Raymond mentioned something about seeking revenge, I guess it would all be equal when Francis gets to feel what he made me feel.