Wife Revenge Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Whatever it is, it’s not worth dying for.” Sophia choked back a bitter laugh, the weight of her emotions crashing over her. Not worth it? She had been humiliated in front of everyone she knew, betrayed by the man she was supposed to marry, and now, her entire life felt like a dark, twisted joke. She didn’t want his sympathy. She didn’t want his pity. With a surge of anger, she shoved him away, her fists pounding against his chest. “I didn’t ask for your help!” she screamed, her voice raw and broken. “I wanted it to end! I wanted it all to stop!”

What did she do you warrant such hatred, is it a crime to be better than your sister? Well, I hated Vinnie's guts until I watched some of Celia's videos and I saw my wife, my first love, the woman I nearly died to save her life. I saw her plotting with her family and the rogues. They were going to kill me and seize the throne. Her last video was even worse than I’d imagined. I saw her being cozy with Richard, and this was even before he became the rogue leader.

“I didn’t kill her, Vanessa! And you know that! Why would you even say something like that?!” Vanessa only scoffed, wiping the blood from her lips. “Oh, don’t look so surprised,” she said mockingly. “All I have to do is tell the media that you did it, that you killed her to get rid of your first wife and protect your secrets. And guess what? They’ll believe me. There’s no smoke without fire, Rufus. I’ll paint the picture so well that you’ll never be able to recover from it. So you’d better bring my son back—or I’ll drag all of you down with me!”

I walked stealthily, listening in and making an entrance when necessary. And now Marianne is right in front of me, making a fool out of herself, playing the victim because she has an audience. She had started tales about how Victoria stole everything she had, even her position as my wife. “You are months too late for that, Miss Washington. I suggest you stop making a fool of yourself and acting like the victim here. You could have fought for your position, but instead, you chose revenge. We are happily married, and nothing will change that—not even Fate itself,” I venomously said, glaring at her with eyes full of hatred and disgust.

Vito roars, each word that he said dripping with more anger than the last as he took steps closer to Jayden as though he was some kind of prey he was about to catch. “She’s my fucking wife! Not some useless pawn for you to move around the board in order for you get what you fucking want! I know you have done a lot for me Jayden and I will forever be in your debt but I can’t allow you to use my wife the way you are, she’s the best thing that happened to me and the reason for my life, if something were to happen to her, it’ll be over for me and…you!” Vito begins to shout telling Jayden how he was but as I stood there, I began to wonder if me doing what Jayden was planning would be the better t

It was another headline. It was a video. It was a video of Isabella. My supposed wife who I was planning on letting go for. In the video, she was at an event, and there she was, slapping me. Her hand came down hard on me, leaving a red mark on my cheek. The sound of it echoed in my head as if I could still feel the sting of her slap even though it had long passed. The crowd gasped, and I saw the wide eyes of those around us.

“No hon. I love you okay? Its just that I treated her as a sister. That’s why I am being protective of her. I know Jana. She’s too weak when it comes to Alex.” She smirked. “Really? Do you really know her?” “What do you mean?” She just shrugged. I suddenly got pissed with her reaction. “What kind of slandering does that Alex tell you about Jana?!” “Wow! You automatically think it's Alex? Just wow Maru!” I wasn’t able to answer. “Why are you always against Alex? You answer me! What did he do to you that you keep on slandering him?!” My eyes widened when I saw my wife's tears well up.

But just because of her this mistake it became a cunning and evil plotting place for Zen to trouble Karan. Even before this we tried to attack Dia thinking the company she was handling was hers but it turned out to be her bestfriends father and I guess she values that old man more than anything. She staying awake and reluctantly working hard got them out of that crisis which occured accidentally as we ployed their rivals. And now he is inside the jail, rotting in hell and thankfully he doesn't have any proof of us being involved in that. But the way she being far from her family and husband keeping her sacred relation on a thin thread helped them was commendable. While her husband turned out

“Violet didn’t follow a single instruction. She got emotionally involved, thought she was the star, and tried to steal the spotlight from Lauren. She dug her own grave. And honestly? She’s lucky to still be alive… just like you.” Ravi clenched his fists tightly. The muscles in his arms were tense, his jaw locked. For a moment, I thought he might attack me right there, but he just took a deep breath, holding back the explosion out of pure strategy. “How can you talk about her like that?” he huffed. “Your own wife?” I leaned forward, locking eyes with him, my voice low, cold, and cutting. “Ex-wife. The moment she tried to double-cross me with you, she lost any title, respect, or protection I e

"You have five minutes" She shut her eyes while the man slid off her pants and took her roughly. At that point, nothing mattered. Everything she did would be worthwhile as long as Emilia died. That bitch had reduced her to a whore. The Lisandra Martinez other women were jealous of was long gone. In her place was a criminal and a woman who would sleep with a stranger just so he could give her a ride. Tears of frustration trickled down her face. Damn them all. She was going to end everyone. Emilia, Max, their daughter, all of them. Then she'd kill herself. It was the only way her revenge would be complete.