Weight Gain Revenge Story Novels & Stories

Long after he’d fallen asleep beside me in our bed, his arm draped loosely, comfortably, across my waist, I lay awake, staring out at the city lights, no longer a symbol of threat or confinement, but a horizon of endless possibilities. The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge. The phrase, once a bitter, defining label, now felt… distant. Almost irrelevant. My revenge hadn't been about destruction. It hadn't been about tearing down those who had wronged me. It had been about rebuilding. About reclaiming my life, my power, my identity. It had been about choosing to heal, to grow, to find strength in the face of betrayal, in the face of fear. My revenge was Isabella’s laughter, AJ’s sturdy embrace, the way th

Just me and my determination to never give up. But when I heard Kian’s first scream in the delivery room my heart was filled with so much love and happiness. I knew my new reason to live. No one will ever come between my son’s and me. No one will ever hurt us. I am strong, I have survived. I will fight with my claws and teeth like the lioness I have become, for my boys. For our happiness. And I will get my revenge for every wrong they have done to me!

he replies. I snort at him. “Tell me about it. Been there. Done that. Avoided the repeat,” I inform him. “I remember,” he rasps. “Did that turn you on?” I ask him, biting my lower lip. “Just the thought of you committing violence makes me hard, princess. Well, just thinking about your sexy body turns on,” he purrs. I sign feeling not sexy at all. “I’m getting fat,” I grumble. “So? You’re pregnant and eating for two now. Weight gain is bound to happen,” he states.

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

She didn’t look like the women who usually walked through buildings like this. But that didn’t matter. She wasn’t here to belong. She was here for revenge. The elevator doors opened with a quiet chime. The fifteenth floor was even more impressive than the lobby. Glass walls, chrome decorations, and modern paintings lined the corridor. Employees walked past confidently, their voices quiet but focused. Anna sat down in the waiting area, pretending to read a document while her heart pounded inside her chest. Years. It had taken years for her to reach this moment. “Anna?”

“But then I heard about Topher’s big, stupid Halloween party. And it just… I snapped. It hit me so hard. Not because I felt left out or actually wanted to go or anything. But I was like, no. No fucking way is he going to get away with moving on, and throwing parties, and having a grand ol’ spiffy time after what he did to me. He put my entire future career at risk, Wick. That fucker doesn’t deserve a happy ending, so… So I’m going over there tonight and I’m leaving my stupid bra that he gave me along with a fake used condom in his room so he’ll think I moved on and had sex on his bed with someone else. And he’s going to feel my goddamn wrath. He’s going to see up close and personal just how

That was enough for today. I got into my car and looked at myself in the mirror. For years, I had looked at my reflection and searched for everything that was wrong with me. Today, I saw something different. A woman who had another chance. A woman who knew exactly what was coming. A woman who wasn't going to stand still and let history repeat itself. I smiled faintly. "You're going to regret everything, Matteo." Then I drove home. I will have my revenge. I will become stronger, healthier, more confident, and completely impossible for Matteo to control. I will make him watch me build a life he could never touch.

Sweat ran down their faces. She whispered his name over and over. He answered with low groans. The passion was raw and uncontrolled. More comments flew around. “He looks completely out of it.” “Drugs, I bet.” “His mistress is pregnant? This is a scandal.” A businessman pulled out his phone and started recording. “This will go viral,” he said to his friend. “Voss stock might drop after this.” Lyra stood beside me and said nothing. Her face had gone through several things and had landed somewhere past anger, in the territory of a person watching something they had suspected for a long time become impossible to deny.

I slumped back on my bed as tears began to roll down my cheeks, what's so wrong with me that he cannot accept me, why is he doing this to me, am I that slim that he doesn't want me, I can go on a diet and add weight if that will make him like me, and he complained about my age too, but it's not my fault that I’m 20, I picked up my phone to search on G****e on how to gain weight, maybe he would like me if I changed myself a little, A message suddenly pooped into my phone, I clicked on it to check what it is, but was surprised to see the picture of a pregnant lady “This is the woman I love, the soon-to-be mother of my child, end this marriage or watch me destroy your life”

My voice felt foreign, detached, as if I were watching someone else speak. “Three weeks,” Dr. Chen replied softly. His tone scraped against me like sandpaper. “Considering your response, I take it this was unintentional?” Intentional? A bitter, wild laugh scraped my throat. My life had never followed any plan. The divorce. My mother’s illness. That night at Murphy’s Bar when I drowned myself in cheap whiskey and woke up in a stranger’s bed. My hands instinctively rested on my stomach. Smooth, still familiar…something growing there, something I hadn’t wanted, something beyond my control.