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Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Pay back
I was all ready for the office, glancing at myself in the mirror. I couldn’t help but admire how confident and composed I appeared. Despite Marcus’s attempts to derail my life, I felt a sense of triumph in seeing my true self reflected. Ten years spent in prison had prepared me for this opportunity to reclaim what Marcus had taken. It was a second chance granted by answered prayers, a chance to finally confront Marcus and reclaim my life.As I straightened myself in the mirror, memories flooded my mind like a torrential storm. The cold, metallic clang of cell doors, the suffocating stale air of confinement—these were the constants of my past. Now, in the crisp morning light filtering through the window, I felt a surge of determination mingled with nerves.“Let’s go,” Joshua’s husky voice broke the uneasy silence that had settled between us like a heavy fog. I turned slowly to face him, my gaze momentarily captured by how impeccably he was dressed. Despite the lingering tension from o
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Battle between wife and wannabe wife!
“I’m sorry to interrupt,” Lydia finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper, “but Jay, Mom said you should come downstairs for breakfast.” Her eyes, still pinned on me, were a window to her soul, reflecting the pain and agony she was experiencing. I could see her struggling to keep her composure, the raw emotion flickering in her gaze.“I know you apologized,” I interjected before Joshua could reply, my tone dripping with sarcasm, “but next time, don’t burst into a married couple’s room without knocking. What if we were having sex?” I emphasized, letting the words hang in the air, thick with implication. Lydia’s face twisted with a mix of embarrassment and anger, a stark contrast to the peaceful morning light filtering through the curtains. Her cheeks flushed, a deep crimson spreading across her face like wildfire.“The door was open,” Lydia gritted her teeth angrily, her eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. Her voice trembled slightly, betraying the rage simmering beneath the su
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Belittle the little goddess
“I wanted to tell you that I want to work in the company as well, as an intern,” Lydia said, her voice carrying a tone of casual indifference that barely masked her true intentions. My eyes narrowed in shock at her unexpected declaration. She continued, seemingly unaffected by my reaction, “I am on a long break from school, so it won’t be bad if I keep myself busy while working in the company.”I couldn’t tear my gaze away from Lydia’s face, scrutinizing her with a mix of disbelief and suspicion. Her features seemed to twist with a subtle satisfaction, her lips curving into a sly smile that made my stomach churn with unease. Anger simmered beneath the surface as I realized the true reason behind her request. She wasn’t interested in the internship for personal growth or experience—she wanted to be close to Joshua, to insinuate herself into his professional life just as she had infiltrated our personal space at home.I smirked bitterly, my eyes flicking momentarily to Joshua, who rem
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Pride comes before a fall
Joshua’s brow furrowed as he sensed the shift in my demeanor. Quickly retracting his hand into his pants pocket, he moved towards the door, his expression a blend of annoyance and weariness from the drama that had unexpectedly unfolded with Lydia.“Are you serious about us not having dinner?” I questioned abruptly, halting Joshua in his tracks.“Us? I don’t recall being your spokesperson. I distinctly said I wasn’t hungry. Did I pluralize it?” Joshua retorted, his tone laced with a sting of arrogance and a hint of sarcasm. I clenched my teeth in frustration; his insistence on asserting independence grated on my nerves like nails on a chalkboard.“You know I can’t even begin to imagine breakfast downstairs without you,” I murmured wistfully, my voice carrying a yearning that matched the ache in my empty stomach. The mere thought of facing the day without his company felt like traversing a barren desert, devoid of the warmth of companionship. As if on cue, a deep, resonant growl erupted
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife I will eat my pride
Joshua remained silent, ignoring my question and any attempt at eye contact as he switched off the engine and stepped out of the car. “Why is he always so damn rude?” I muttered under my breath, frustration simmering as I watched him move around to open the door for me.My eyes widened in disbelief. Joshua, opening the car door for me? It was a gesture so unexpected that it threw me off balance for a moment. Gathering myself, I stepped out of the car, clutching my handbag in one hand while the other carefully maneuvered my gown. Wearing heels after a decade felt like a new challenge altogether, their unfamiliar weight adding to my already frazzled state.“Let’s go,” Joshua’s voice broke through my thoughts, his hand extended towards me. I hesitated, skepticism warring with curiosity, before tentatively placing my hand in his. He intertwined his fingers with mine, and together we walked towards the restaurant entrance, a facade of harmony masking the underlying tension between us. To o
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Caught in the act
I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, turning my gaze away from Joshua as frustration boiled within me, my breath coming out raggedly. The soft clink of cutlery against plates, the murmur of distant conversations, and the occasional burst of laughter formed a dissonant backdrop to my inner turmoil.Minutes passed like hours, each second amplifying the gnawing hunger that clenched my stomach. When the waiter returned with a tray laden with steaming food, the tantalizing aroma seized my attention immediately. The savory scent of crispy bacon, freshly baked bread, and the earthy aroma of brewed coffee enveloped me, teasing my senses and stirring a pang of hunger I could no longer ignore.My stomach rumbled loudly, as if the hunger that had been building up multiplied tenfold in an instant. I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly flooded with saliva at the sight of Joshua’s meal—a hearty breakfast skillet and quiche laid out before him. The golden yolks of the eggs glistened temptingly und
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Denial
“Ummm… I… ummm… I did not… umm,” I stuttered, my eyes widening in sheer panic. My heart pounded in my chest like a trapped bird, frantic and desperate. I had been caught red-handed, and my mind raced, desperately searching for a way out of this mess, but all I found was a void of blank terror. Joshua stood there, leaning casually against the doorway, his eyes glinting with amusement. He was barely holding back his laughter, and the corners of his mouth twitched with the effort. His composed demeanor only made my anxiety spike higher, like a fevered pitch in my veins. Bryan, on the other hand, was sweating profusely, his face a mask of mortification. Beads of sweat trickled down his temples, and his hands trembled as he tried to steady himself. Joshua’s eyes, fixed on me, were sharp and unyielding, like twin daggers piercing through my facade. His gaze stripped away any pretense I might have had, leaving me exposed and vulnerable. The room felt suddenly too small, the walls closing
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Food war
“I will have the same thing he had,” I said, swallowing my pride. My voice sounded steadier than I felt, each word tasting bitter on my tongue. “Okay, ma’am, I’ll be back in a jiffy,” the waitress said with a practiced smile, her eyes flicking between us curiously before she turned and walked away. The scent of her floral perfume lingered for a moment, a brief distraction from the tension. I looked away, focusing on the patterned tiles of the café floor. The last thing I wanted was to meet Joshua’s gaze. I could feel his eyes on me, an almost tangible pressure against my skin. The air between us was thick with unspoken words and unresolved anger, a heavy blanket that threatened to smother me. “You still haven’t collected your hair though,” Joshua’s voice cut through the silence, each word a sharp needle pricking at my patience. I gritted my teeth, the muscles in my jaw tightening painfully. He couldn’t let a single moment pass without taunting me, could he? His words were like sand
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Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife The end
Authors POV Mia was in her room the next morning. She was pondering on her encounter with her supposed arch enemy, John. She sat on the bed, feeling much better than she felt the other night.The flashback of how John came so close to her yesterday stuck to her brain. It was a feeling that she couldn’t explain, just like genuine love, but she didn’t think it was love, probably immense disgust.Her hands wrapped around her chest, she sat on the bed silently and also strayed her thoughts to the new bride, or rather old wife as she claimed. The colossal part of Mia felt she overreacted about the whole situation. Why was she even angry? Was she married to Him or was he entitled to telling her about his past life? Irrespective of this incongruent thought of hers, she still felt bad, or rather angry.“Good day, ma’am”. A voice popped from outside which was accompanied with a knock on the door. It was the new cook “Yes, please come in” The cook came in with a tray in his hand. It had the
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Lock the table
My heart raced so fast when Lucifer walked into the room. Thankfully, before he walked in, I collected Rogers hoodie and wore. I was sure he saw him when he came in and that’s why he came to my room. Lucifer never visited me so late at night, so the red flag was very glaring.I managed to convince him and he left the room not so suspicious. Thanks to God that my ears are very sharp and I heard the creaking floor boards as he approached. I guess God was on my side too.“That was a close one” I sighed with my hand pressing my chest after he left. Rogers who hid behind the curtains also came out.“You need to leave now!!” I snapped at him as he tried grabbing my arm romantically.“ and why should I?” He held my cheeks and tried kissing me but I tossed him aside.“Don’t do that again… please” he dragged and looked at me sternly. I looked back at him and held my breathe. A little bit of fear gripped me as I remembered what I had seen in his house. The drugs I saw made me a little terrified
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Glorious end
" hi, Mister," A young chap greeted me with the Spanish accent. He was a bright looking boy. He had a confused smile on his face. With his blonde short hair." Good day Chap, you must be Jose ain't it?"I queried and squatted down to his level. He stared at me befuddled, but then I was smiling at him. He had a clear face and did have semblance with his father."Yes I'm Jose, how do you know my name, Mister?" He questioned with a childish voice. His left eye was slightly closed. I was about to answer, when there was a thunder clap.I looked upwards and the clouds where forming and sure a heavy rain was about wetting the soil."nada de qué preocuparse, chico (Nothing to worry about boy)" I said in Spanish. I scoffed and placed my hand on his face. " Jose, con quién estás hablando? (Jose who are you talking to?)" A feminine voice resounded from behind. " Who are you?"A lady questions with weak English and Spanish accent. The lady drags Jose away from my clasp. I huffed and stared at my
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Cross fire
" Why did you summon us all? Brad snapped at me. It was the next day after I came back from Carl's house and I summoned everyone to the living room for a pack meeting. Carl was also invited but he hadn't arrived then."Just wait for Carl, there is something important I have to discuss and share with everyone." I said while Brad folded his hand gloating at me.The whole pack members were gathered and itching to hear what I had in store. Usually, I always did the listening but this time, doing the speaking did come with some ecstatic feeling."I don't have the whole fucking day Alina, you either speak now or I will waltz out of here."Brad bawled pointing his hand at me. My hands were now folded."Calm down Brad, she has never asked for permission to speak so give her this one chance"Lady Macbeth said. She seized a moment with my glare. We gaped at each other and she nodded first with a smile and blinked her eyes for about half a minute."Okay then" Brad said and sat back on his seat.
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Lovey dovey
"I Armnado Luca, this day reject you, Elsa Roland as my mate" These were the words of Armando, my mate or rather my Ex mate now. It was my twentieth birthday and everything was going smoothly before this happened. Ironically, the party was hosted and organized by Armando unknown to me that he had a hidden agendum. Tears filled my eyes on hearing this and I stared deeply into his eyes and I saw no remorsefulness in him but rather he looked all serious." Armando, what is this, you are joking with me right? '' I playfully said and touched his arms as he was used to playing silly pranks on me and so i thought it was one of them. But unfortunately, my thought was not it and so it just remained my thought alone and not his."I am very serious Elsa. This is not a joke" He sternly uttered to me. My eyes became watery and my breathe ceased for some seconds. How was it even possible that Armando who had only shown me love would do this to me publicly. He was actually holding a microphone when
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Bloom
“So what is the situation back there?” Asher bashes Ma Trisha with his questions. she looks at me and then right back at him. I know from her looks that what prolly happened was out of the ordinary. She looks very pale and her eye can actually speak out the full story. I thrutch backwards and allow her move forward. She sighs but still on, she doesn’t say a word. I ponder in my heart wondering nd what king her she going her kind and what hodge might have gone through but I still can’t still figure it out. “It was a lot”she manages to spit out at last. I can only but imagine all that she went through. I can literally pick out the pain from her voice. “Please tell me more” Asher says with the utmost urge to want to know what happened. He is gritting his teeth right now with his hands clenched firmly. She doesn’t speak further. She continues to ogle at the both of us as though we are the one who are expected to speak and explain. I lock my lips and gulp down saliva while I allow
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Don of love
" You stand there and tell me you are sorry?" I bellowed. I brought the knife very close to his neck. He stayed there and moved not. "I do not care what you want to do with me. I know whatever comes my way from you, I really do deserve it. I was a son of a bitch and treated you like scum. You did everything to please me, but I was too stupid to have seen it." He voiced with a shaky voice that passed so many emotions, like a strummed guitar. His hands are still pointing downwards. His eyes quirked a second. I glared at him for seconds. My hands trembled as I had a very strong grasp on the knife. My face contorted and my eyes narrowed. All I felt in me was total bitterness. I really felt the urge to stab him but I was trying so hard to resist the demon." I just feel like killing you Rogers!!!! " I growled and placed the side of the sharp knife to his throat. I pressed slowly, but then it tipped on his neck. Suddenly blood started dripping little by little. I gnashed my teeth and wa
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Treat me right
"When we have cookies, I play a game with her", Zelda said smiling and also relaxed on a seat." Game? What game is that?" I inquired, quite eager to find out what it was. My hands were laid on the table and eyes fixed on Mrs Zelda."It's a kind of questioning and truth" she said." Do you mean truth or dare?" "No, not that. Now the question and truth session is slightly different from truth or dare. In this game, before you pick a Cookie, someone would ask you a question and you have to be truthful to the core to answer the questions asked or the God of cookies is gonna take the cookies away." Her mom said and I chuckled." Disclaimer, Its just fiction and it's just some fun thing I do with her . She think it's true, so I use it to get answers from her when she lies to me because she loves cookies so much" her mom whispered to me because she was seated beside me. " Oh okay"I chortled."I will be right back, I need to get some milk" Zelda said and got up from her chair.I sighed de
Return Of The Killer Ex-Wife Little millionaire
"What is the plan?” Sir Luca questioned looking at us all. My eyes went to Adrain and wanted him to explain it because he made it.“ We do not really have a plan as of now because we are still not ready. Alina is the one who would be fighting Tiana…” he was still explaining when Sir lUca cut in.“ Why is it Aloka that would he going against Tiana? You should know how strong Tian is now at this moment. You know she is a witch and Also a balck wolf. I really do not think it is that great an idea for Alina to be the one that fights Tiana. I think you should be the one because she still has a soft spot For You and you can use that as namn upper hand to get her” Sur lUca said. In as much as I didn't want to get pissed but then I felt awkward. He sounded a though I was worthless.“ Let me out, let me show this Asshole what I am made of '' Maddy roared at me. The tone with which she used in vocalizing made me chuckle slightly.“Alina is the best person to go against Tiana not me because she
