"There's something seriously wrong with you, Octavia. And I'm done with this shit called marriage. Sign the fucking papers and get the fuck out of my house." Her husband, Carl Dawson barked at her, his anger palpable. Octavia's gaze faltered as disbelief washed over her. "You're divorcing me, Carl? Now? In the presence of your mistress? After I just suffered a miscarriage...?" "Yes! It's not like it's the first time you experienced one, neither is it the second, and I'm definitely sure it won't be the last either..." "Carl, please..." His words cut her deeply but he didn't care. "Sign the papers, already. I can't stand the idea of you being my wife any longer. You disgust me, you murderer! Yes, you are a murderer. You killed our babies in your womb, you're truly a cursed woman." *** After suffering a miscarriage for the second time in a row, her billionaire husband's patience wore thin, leading him to file for divorce from her after disclosing his mistress was carrying the one thing Octavia couldn't provide for him_ An heir. Having been rejected and assaulted for a crime she didn't commit, returning to her husband wasn't an option. Left with nothing but a broken heart and a vengeful spirit, Octavia embarked on a journey to rebuild her life while also strategizing a plan of revenge against her estranged ex-husband. However, just a few weeks later, Octavia discovered that she had never had a miscarriage and she was still very much pregnant with her ex-husband’s BABIES...
View More**FIVE YEARS LATER**"Emmalin," Octavia called out to the young woman in a waitress uniform stationed at the far end of the large kitchen. "Could you assist Tessa at Table 4? I sent her on an errand." Her voice held a note of urgency.The young woman, one of Octavia's employees, nodded curtly. "I’ve got it covered, ma'am.""Thank you," Octavia replied with gratitude before turning her focus back to the dough she was kneading. After a brief moment of work, she glanced at the ornate clock hanging on the wall and noted that it was a few minutes past 2 PM.A wave of relief washed over her as she realized Jana would soon be back with the kids from school. With that thought in mind, she shifted her focus to other tasks, aware that time was of the essence. As a business owner now; one who had achieved notable success, Octavia was determined to keep moving forward. She owned one of the largest and most popular restaurants in the city, a venture she shared with her partner, Nathaniel Griffin,
Are you out of your mind? You're actually going back to the same man who labeled you a murderer after everything you've been through?! Have you lost your senses, Octavia?" Jade exclaimed, her irritation palpable as they stepped out of the doctor's office.Octavia had just disclosed her intentions to win back her husband with the news, needless to say, Jade wasn't on board with the idea. Her frustration was evident.As they made their way toward the hospital garage, Octavia halted and turned to face Jade, attempting to defend her decisions."I have to do this. It will be okay, Jade. Carl only called me that because he believed I had a miscarriage. If he knows that wasn't the case, he'll apologize and reconsider his actions. He won't marry Kristine anymore... Please understand."Jade shook her head, disbelief etched on her face as she stared at her delusional friend. "This can't be real. You can't possibly go through with this... Have you lost your senses, Octavia? Don't you see? He doe
Octavia squinted, her eyes slowly adjusting her surroundings as a heavy throbbing pulsated through her head. With a groan, she fluttered her eyelids open, revealing a stark white ceiling above her. Confusion crossed her face as she struggled to comprehend her surroundings, until the familiar voice of her friend, Jade, broke through the haze."Oh my goodness, thank goodness you're awake," Jade said, her voice laced with relief as she approached Octavia.As Octavia turned her gaze toward Jade, the reality of her situation began to sink in: she was in a hospital ward."J-Jade," she murmured, confusion evident in her voice. "What’s going on? How did I end up here? My head is pounding." With a grimace, she carefully lifted herself to a sitting position, leaning against the headboard in an attempt to gather her thoughts."We need to hurry, Octavia. We don't have much time," Jade insisted urgently, grasping her hand and locking eyes with her.Octavia's brows knitted together in bewilderment
Octavia finally allowed the tears to stream down her cheeks as she entered her former marital bedroom. The familiar scent of Carl, now her ex-husband, engulfed her senses, stirring up a whirlwind of anguish as memories of his betrayal flooded her mind. She still struggled to believe that Carl had chosen to divorce and leave her for someone else, blaming her for everything that had transpired.As she continued to grapple with the reality of their divorce, Octavia felt lost. She loved him deeply; he was her entire world, and her obsession with him had left her feeling hollow. The trust they once shared had been irreparably broken the moment he had been unfaithful. How was it possible that Kristine was now pregnant with his child? Had he been cheating on her even before she suffered her miscarriage? This tormenting question gnawed at her, leaving her without answers.Fat and ugly tears streamed down her face as she approached the wardrobe that held their clothes. As she opened it, her ga
It was a few minutes past 8 pm on a serene Friday when Octavia Davis arrived at her marital home, having been discharged from the hospital merely an hour ago. She had taken a cab down to the mansion unaccompanied, without any support from anyone. It's not like she had anyone anyway.Her billionaire husband, Carl Dawson, hadn't even visited her during her stay at the hospital following the miscarriage she had experienced a week before. Despite this absence, Octavia felt a flicker of hope and excitement as she stepped out of the cab and approached the imposing gate of Carl's mansion.She grimaced at the pain that radiated from her abdomen, struggling to keep her breaths steady as she navigated her way inside after passing the security check.Octavia was still physically weak. The emotional turmoil weighed heavily on her, to say the least, as this was the second time she had endured a miscarriage in her marriage. Though she couldn't comprehend why such fate had befallen her for a second
It was a few minutes past 8 pm on a serene Friday when Octavia Davis arrived at her marital home, having been discharged from the hospital merely an hour ago. She had taken a cab down to the mansion unaccompanied, without any support from anyone. It's not like she had anyone anyway.Her billionaire husband, Carl Dawson, hadn't even visited her during her stay at the hospital following the miscarriage she had experienced a week before. Despite this absence, Octavia felt a flicker of hope and excitement as she stepped out of the cab and approached the imposing gate of Carl's mansion.She grimaced at the pain that radiated from her abdomen, struggling to keep her breaths steady as she navigated her way inside after passing the security check.Octavia was still physically weak. The emotional turmoil weighed heavily on her, to say the least, as this was the second time she had endured a miscarriage in her marriage. Though she couldn't comprehend why such fate had befallen her for a second ...
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