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3. A Broken Heart

Penulis: CJ Fantasies
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My heart shattered, the weight of betrayal pressing down on me, leaving me hollow and suffocated. My legs trembled as I struggled to stand, my body aching just as much as my soul. The room seemed to spin, the air thick with humiliation and grief. I could barely look at Peter, let alone form the words that clawed at my throat.

“You’ve already replaced me?” I whispered, my voice cracking under the weight of disbelief. The words felt fragile, as if they would break apart just like I had. “You’re parading her in my house while demanding I sign these papers?”

Peter scoffed, his lips curling into a disdainful sneer. His cold gaze pierced through me, void of any trace of the man I once loved. “This was never your house, Martha,” he said, each word a dagger to my chest. “You were just keeping it warm for someone better.”

The woman, Rachel, as I now knew, chuckled softly, her laugh dripping with malice. Her smirk deepened, her eyes raking over me with contempt. “Don’t take it personal,” she said, her voice a syrupy mockery. “But let’s be real, you’re too fat and ugly to ever be addressed as an Henderson.”

Her words sliced through me like a blade, sharper than anything Peter had said. I blinked rapidly, my vision blurring as tears spilled freely down my cheeks. My chest heaved with silent sobs, the pain tightening its grip on my throat. I turned to Peter, hoping, praying, for some sign that he would stop this cruelty, that he would stand up for me.

But Peter said nothing. Not a single word. His cold silence spoke volumes. The look in his eyes was clear, he wanted me gone. He wanted me erased.

“I trusted you,” I choked out, my voice trembling with pain. Each word was a struggle, a small crack in the dam holding back my devastation. “I gave you everything, Peter. Everything. How could you do this to me?”

Peter rolled his eyes, his expression a mix of irritation and boredom. “Don’t drag this out, Martha,” he said flatly, his tone devoid of any emotion. “Just sign the papers and move on.”

My hands trembled as I stared down at the divorce papers, the sharp black ink blurred by my tears. The reality of the situation crushed me, pressing down on my chest until I could barely breathe. I clutched the edges of the papers tightly, my fingers curling against the smooth surface, but no strength came to me.

“I don’t understand…” I mumbled, my voice cracking under the weight of my grief. “Why are you doing this to me? I know I’m fat, but you always told me beauty lies within, not on the outside.”

Peter’s face hardened, his jaw tightening as his patience wore thin. His eyes narrowed, his tone sharp and cutting. “Martha, stop. You’re embarrassing yourself.”

The words hit me like a slap, hot and stinging. I stared at the papers in my hands, the edges crumpling under my grip. I wanted to rip them apart, to scream and lash out, but my hands were too weak, my spirit too broken. Instead, I let the papers slip from my grasp, watching helplessly as they fluttered to the floor.

“I can’t…” I whispered, my voice barely audible, broken into pieces. “If you don’t want this marriage anymore, at least give me back what you took from me. My parents’ legacy. Everything.”

Peter groaned loudly, frustration boiling over as his fists clenched tightly at his sides. “Enough of this nonsense!” he snapped, his voice rising, but before he could continue, the sharp clicking of heels against the marble floor interrupted him.

The sound was cold and deliberate, each step echoing like a warning.

Mrs. Henderson entered the room with an air of superiority, her sharp gaze sweeping over me as if I were nothing more than an inconvenience. Her lips curled in mockery, and the dramatic roll of her eyes made my stomach churn.

“Why is she still here, Peter?” she said, her tone icy and impatient. “I thought you were going to deal with her.”

Peter glanced at the scattered papers on the floor, his irritation growing. “She’s refusing to sign the divorce papers,” he muttered, his jaw clenching as he shot me an exasperated look.

Mrs. Henderson let out a frustrated sigh as she strode further into the room, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. Her sharp, narrowed eyes flicked to the crumpled papers on the ground, her disdain evident. With a brisk motion, she bent down and snatched them up, her movements precise and deliberate.

She straightened, her towering presence filling the room with an air of malice. Stepping closer, she thrust the papers toward me, her gaze blazing with anger. Without warning, her hand shot out and slapped me hard across my face. The sharp crack echoed in the room, leaving my cheek stinging and my head reeling.

Before I could even recover, another slap followed, harder, sharper, sending a jolt of pain through me. My vision blurred as tears welled in my eyes, the bitter sting spreading across my skin.

“Listen here, you blubber,” Mrs. Henderson spat, her voice dripping with venom. Each word was a dagger, cruel and unforgiving. “My son no longer needs you. Either you sign these papers, or I’ll make you sign them myself.”

I stumbled back, clutching my throbbing cheek as tears spilled freely. My chest tightened, the humiliation crushing me as I turned toward Peter, silently pleading for him to intervene. My heart screamed for him to stop his mother, to speak up, to do something.

But Peter didn’t move. He stood there, his face cold and detached, his indifference like a dagger to my heart. I saw then what I had refused to see for so long, there was no love in his eyes. The man I once believed cared for me had abandoned me completely.

The realization hit me like a wave, knocking the air from my lungs. I was utterly alone. I forced myself to speak, though my voice cracked under the weight of my grief. “How can you do this to me?” I asked, the words trembling with heartbreak. “I loved you… I gave you everything. How could you let this happen?”

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  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    4. Bitter Hate

    Mrs. Henderson sneered, her lips curling as she thrust the papers toward me. “Save your pathetic tears,” she hissed. “Sign the papers and disappear. You don’t belong here. You never did.”Her words were cold and unrelenting, each syllable carving into me like a blade. My hands trembled as I stared down at the divorce papers, my tears falling in hot, silent streams. My vision blurred, the ink smudging beneath the weight of my despair.I wanted to fight back. I wanted to scream, to tear the papers apart, to stand up to them both. But my strength had abandoned me, crushed beneath their cruel behavior towards me. My heart screamed for me to hold on, to not give in, but my body refused to move.“Sign it!” Mrs. Henderson snapped, her voice sharp and commanding, cutting through the haze of my pain.My trembling fingers hovered over the pen, torn between giving in and holding onto the last shred of strength I had left. Tears dripped onto the paper as I hesitated, my soul warring with itself.

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-12-20
  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    5. Hopeless

    “Please, Peter,” I cried as I scrambled on the floor, my knees stinging from the pain of my body colliding with the ground as I stared at the door. Confused and scared, the pain in my heart was much worse than when my parents had died. A feeling that was so hard to believe. Why didn't I see this coming? Why didn't I see through all those times when he showed love to me that they were all fake? The question hung in my mind, a painful reminder of how blinded I’d been. My knees ached badly as they pressed against the floor. The chill of the night bit into my skin, the icy wind stinging my cheeks and seeping into my bones. But it couldn’t compare to the cold emptiness within me, a void left by betrayal so complete it left me hollow. This mansion had been the only thing that kept the memory of my parents alive in my mind, and now it was gone, stolen by the man I had trusted above all else. I tried to pry myself up from the floor, my body aching from so much pain, as I stood there

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  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    6. A Stranger

    {Nathan's Pov} I hit the cold water with force as I dove in, swimming fast toward the woman crying out for help. Her voice was faint and broken by the sound of the storm as she disappeared beneath the surface again. “Help me, please,” she gasped weakly, her voice barely audible before the river pulled her under once more. I pushed forward, ignoring the cold that bit into my skin. The river raged against me, shoving me back, but I wouldn’t stop. Stretching out my hand, I reached for her. The current surged, nearly tearing her away, but I kicked harder, slicing through the water until my fingers finally closed around her arm. “I’ve got you,” I murmured, though I wasn’t sure she could hear me over the roaring water. With every muscle in my body screaming, I dragged her toward the shore. The river resisted, but I held on tight, refusing to let go until we reached the muddy bank. Her body collapsed onto the wet ground, trembling violently. She dragged herself away from the water

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  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    7. Sudden Comfort

    {Martha's Pov} My heart ached, each passing second making the pain sharper, heavier. I looked up at the man sitting across from me, his calm presence grounding me in a way I couldn’t explain. I opened my mouth to speak, to thank him for saving my life, for bringing me into his home and offering me comfort. But the words wouldn’t come. They were trapped, stuck beneath the weight of everything I was feeling. I was shattered, so broken that I couldn’t imagine putting myself back together. No matter how hard I tried to push away thoughts of Peter, they came rushing back, each memory cutting into me like glass. Every laugh we’d shared, every touch, every whispered promise, they all haunted me now. “Don’t worry. You’ll be fine,” Nathan’s voice broke through my spiraling thoughts, steady and calm. I looked up at him, meeting his piercing blue eyes. They held no judgment, only kindness. Somehow, in that moment, they eased a fraction of the pain in my chest, enough to let me breathe.

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-04
  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    8. Breaking News

    {Martha's POV}Her lashes fluttered as she waited for my response, her sharp gaze fixed on me. I froze; my tongue felt heavy, and I struggled to find the right words. As a stranger in the house, I didn’t know how to explain myself. My throat was dry, and I swallowed hard, avoiding her expectant stare.“I’m a friend of Nathan,” I finally mumbled, the words tumbling out awkwardly. My voice sounded strange even to my own ears, and beads of sweat gathered on my forehead, threatening to roll down.Her expression hardened instantly, her eyes narrowing with a judgmental glare. It was the kind of look I’d seen so many times before, a look that said I didn’t belong, that I wasn’t good enough to be here.But she didn’t press further. Instead, she placed her small handbag on the couch and began tying her dark hair into a neat bun.“I’m Carolina,” she said briskly, her voice calm but distant. “I handle the housekeeping when Mr. Evans isn’t around.” She paused, her sharp eyes continuing to scan me

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  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    9. Perfect Body

    {Martha's POV}Three Year Later.“Ma’am, your dress is here,” Carolina said as she entered the room, carrying a white box wrapped with a delicate red ribbon.I jumped up from the couch, excitement bubbling within me. With hurried steps, I approached her and took the box from her hands. My fingers lingered on the ribbon for a moment, savoring the anticipation, before I gently untied it and lifted the lid.“Oh my gosh!” I gasped as my eyes fell on the plush bodycon dress, its fabric shimmering with diamond-shaped sequins. I held it up, marveling at its perfection. It was exactly as I had seen it online.“This is beautiful,” Carolina said, stepping closer to admire it. She set the box aside with a careful touch. “Do you want to try it on now, ma’am?”“Yes,” I said, unable to contain my excitement. “I think I should. The dinner party is tonight, anyway.” I draped the dress over her arm with a smile. “Please, come with me.”Carolina patted the dress gently as we ascended the stairs. Each s

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-06
  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    10. Dinner

    {Martha's POV} I stared at my reflection once more, my gaze lingering on my brunette hair. A small thought crossed my mind, it could use some curling. With a sigh, I turned to gather my clothes from the bed, folding them neatly before walking over to put them in my closet.“I’m sorry, duty calls,” Nathan’s voice broke the silence as he entered the room, slipping his phone into his pocket.I glanced at him over my shoulder, smiling softly. “I understand. Your job always demands your attention.”Shutting the closet door, I turned to face him. Nathan was leaning against the doorframe, his piercing eyes fixed on me. The intensity of his gaze sent warmth rushing to my cheeks, making it hard to hold his stare.Heat crept up my sleeves as I fiddled with the hem of my dress. The way he looked at me made my heart flutter, stirring emotions I wasn’t sure I could manage. Clearing my throat, I tried to shift the focus. “Um, the dinner. It’s at five,” I said, offering a small smile. “You wouldn’t

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-07
  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    11. Attention

    {Martha's Pov}I looked at Peter’s hand for a moment, debating whether or not to accept it. Refusing might create a scene that could arouse suspicion. Forcing a thin smile, I placed my hand in his palm.He brought it close to his lips, placing a soft kiss on my knuckles. “It’s a pleasure,” he said, his tone smooth and confident. I quickly pulled my hand away, my skin crawling at the contact.Peter’s gaze lingered, his sharp eyes tracing every inch of my features with unsettling intensity. My stomach twisted, but I forced myself to remain composed. He finally turned to Nathan, acting as though nothing had happened. I kept my expression neutral, a picture of innocence, as though this man wasn’t the same person who had broken my heart and ruined my life years ago.“Let’s grab a drink,” Rachel said, her voice sharp with jealousy. She turned to us, her forced smile as thin as paper. “We’ll be right back.” Without waiting for a response, she linked arms with Peter and trotted off, her postu

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-01-07

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  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    107. Marriage Proposal

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  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    106. I'll Always Win

    {Martha's POV}The blaring sound of my phone shattered the peaceful silence of the early morning. I groaned, rolling over and burying my face into the warmth of Nathan’s chest, hoping the caller would give up. But the ringing persisted, shrill and unrelenting.Nathan stirred beside me, his arm tightening around my waist as he let out a soft sigh. “My love,” he murmured sleepily, pressing a gentle kiss to my temple. “Your phone.”I groaned again, reluctantly stretching my hand toward the nightstand. Without glancing at the caller ID, I grabbed the phone and pressed it against my ear.“Hello?” I mumbled, my voice thick with sleep.“Good morning, Martha.”The familiar voice sent a jolt through my body, instantly dispelling the last traces of drowsiness. My breath caught in my throat. Peter.I sat up abruptly, the sheets pooling around my waist as my pulse quickened. After the incident at the Henderson's mansion and the call to court. Peter and I had never spoke to each other, at some poi

  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    105. Anger

    {Martha’s POV}“Come on, let me take you to the room so you can rest,” Nathan said as we pulled away from the hug.I let out a deep sigh, exhaustion settling in as he stood and took my hand. His touch was warm, reassuring, the kind of steady presence I needed right now.“Don’t let this bother you,” he murmured as we made our way toward the stairs. “I’ll talk to Michael about it. While you rest, he and I will continue the investigation.”I squeezed his hand, my voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you so much.”Nathan glanced down at me, his expression firm with certainty. “Peter will get what he deserves, my love. I promise you.”His words carried so much conviction that, for a moment, I almost believed justice was inevitable.When we reached the bedroom, I settled onto the bed, the soft mattress cradling my tired body. Nathan lay beside me, pulling me close until my head rested against his chest. His steady heartbeat beneath my ear was soothing, grounding me in a way nothing else cou

  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    104. Welcome Back

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  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    103. Are You Pregnant?

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  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    102. Seeing Her

    {Nathan’s POV}I buried my face in my palm, my elbow resting on the polished surface of my desk. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get Martha out of my mind.Everyday that passes I felt like seeing her and wanting her by my side, but I felt too broken to even muster the courage to go and see her. “What's wrong with me?" I asked myself as I close my eyes. When I sent her away, I thought I was doing the right thing. I convinced myself that keeping my distance would make things easier, that maybe it would ease the pain of betrayal I felt. But now? Now, all I wanted was to have her back.A frustrated sigh escaped me as I leaned back in my chair.After talking to Michael, I found out that Martha had taken Peter to court over her stolen inheritance. She had been fighting this battle alone, and I wasn’t there for her. The guilt gnawed at me, heavy and unrelenting. I should have been by her side. I should have protected her.I reached for the bottle of water on my desk, twisting the ca

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  • Ex-Wife Perfect Revenge    100. Tension

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