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—SAMANTHA—The moment the butlar mentioned -Miss Jessica, everyone went silent. Even Douglas, who had been cowering earlier, suddenly smirked, puffing his chest like an old lion. Sitting down in his seat, he cast a sneering look at me but his words were directed at Dalton full of mock taunt, “Let’s see what happens now that she's here...”I had no idea who Jessica was. But I didn’t need to ask. The weight in the air said it all. Then I heard it, a sharp crack of knuckles. My body tensed whe I realized it was Dalton. His sinfully handsome face was calm, but his hands were clenched so tight his bones were popping. He was holding himself back, and it scared me a little. Mrs. Bellamy suddenly stood up, her lips pressed into a thin line. "I will go play with my granddaughter in the garden," she said stiffly. Within two seconds, I could already tell she didn’t like Jessica. Not at all. I had never met this Miss Jessica everyone talked about. But ever since I came into Dalton’s life,
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—SAMANTHA—It was as if a bucket of cold water was poured all over me.“You’re… engaged to her?” My voice came out low.I could barely hear myself. Dalton didn’t answer. He just looked up at Jessica, his face unreadable.“Yes, we are!” Jessica smiled proudly, lifting her hand and flashing a million-dollar diamond ring in my face. “You didn’t know?” I glanced at Dalton again and this time, I hated his silence. The back of my eyes burning. It wasn't out of heartbreak but from humiliation.Unspoken tension filled the air. I... I didn’t know what to do. My hands trembled a little, but I turned back to Jessica. This time my head lowered, feeling so embarrassed."I… I'm sorry, ma'am," I apologize softly, almost choking on my own voice. “I… I didn't know…” I added, my voice faltered for her a second. “He… he didn't tell me.” If I had known, I would have never sat beside Dalton so boldly. I would have stayed far away."Now you know! Move aside!" Henrietta snapped, standing up from beside
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—SAMANTHA POV— The world around me felt like it had collapsed, crumbling into nothing but ashes of betrayal. I could barely breathe, barely stand, as I watched the man I had once believed in. “How could you do this, Zeke?” My voice wavered, tight and trembling, but I forced the words out. I needed answers. I needed him to tell me any of this wasn’t real. Zeke pulled away from Ophelia and walked leisurely around his mahogany desk, his movements slow, almost casual, as though this was nothing. “What does it matter, Samantha?” His voice was eerily calm, dismissive, as if I had walked in on something trivial. My fists tightened. My entire body shook with rage and disbelief. But nothing could have prepared me for what came next. Zeke took a step closer, and my stomach turned as he stood in front of me, his flimsy prick smeared with precum hung limp in between his zippers, the son of a bitch was still half-hard, and the sight of him—so unapologetic, so shameless—burned my inside
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—SAMANTHA—“He won't.”She frowned. “What do you mean?”I leaned my head back against the pillow. “This marriage involving me wasn’t even Zeke’s choice. It was his grandfather’s idea—the old man pushed for it, all to cover up the scandal.” Mary Jane’s eyebrows shot up. “So?”“So, the only person who can end this marriage is me. If I file for a divorce, the Frost family will make the press twist the entire story; the people will mistake me for my sister Gina and would think I left Zeke because I couldn't handle the guilt, in the end, Zeke will gain sympathy."Mary Jane’s face turned red with rage and she flared up again. "That’s ridiculous! The Frost family—they are the ones who should be ashamed for exploiting your sister and when she was no longer in use, they decided to use you as a pawn! They are ingrates!” A wave of weariness hit me. “Please, don’t get worked up over it.”“How can I not?!” She snapped. “Sammie, this isn’t fair! You’re suffering, and they’re getting away with it!
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—SAMANTHA—I stormed towards Zeke’s study and shoved the door open without knocking. My chest heaved with anger, my nails digging into my palms as I took in the scene before me.Zeke sat behind his large mahogany desk, the top two buttons were undone, revealing his toned chest and the slender curve of his attractive neck. Ophelia perched on his desk like she owned the place. His arm was wrapped possessively around her waist, while her perfectly manicured fingers teased with the collar of his shirt. The sight made my stomach churn.Ophelia gasped the moment she saw me, her eyes widening in fake surprise. Then, as if I were a monster, she quickly stepped behind Zeke, clutching his sleeve like a frightened child. "Z-Zeke," she whispered, loud enough for me to hear. "She looks… angry."Angry?I was furious.Zeke’s brows furrowed as he stood up, his jaw tightening. "Samantha, stop scaring Ophelia. What the hell do you think you’re doing?"Was he being serious right now?Me? Scaring Ophel
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—SAMANTHA—It was as if a bucket of cold water was poured all over me.“You’re… engaged to her?” My voice came out low.I could barely hear myself. Dalton didn’t answer. He just looked up at Jessica, his face unreadable.“Yes, we are!” Jessica smiled proudly, lifting her hand and flashing a million-dollar diamond ring in my face. “You didn’t know?” I glanced at Dalton again and this time, I hated his silence. The back of my eyes burning. It wasn't out of heartbreak but from humiliation.Unspoken tension filled the air. I... I didn’t know what to do. My hands trembled a little, but I turned back to Jessica. This time my head lowered, feeling so embarrassed."I… I'm sorry, ma'am," I apologize softly, almost choking on my own voice. “I… I didn't know…” I added, my voice faltered for her a second. “He… he didn't tell me.” If I had known, I would have never sat beside Dalton so boldly. I would have stayed far away."Now you know! Move aside!" Henrietta snapped, standing up from beside
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—SAMANTHA—The moment the butlar mentioned -Miss Jessica, everyone went silent. Even Douglas, who had been cowering earlier, suddenly smirked, puffing his chest like an old lion. Sitting down in his seat, he cast a sneering look at me but his words were directed at Dalton full of mock taunt, “Let’s see what happens now that she's here...”I had no idea who Jessica was. But I didn’t need to ask. The weight in the air said it all. Then I heard it, a sharp crack of knuckles. My body tensed whe I realized it was Dalton. His sinfully handsome face was calm, but his hands were clenched so tight his bones were popping. He was holding himself back, and it scared me a little. Mrs. Bellamy suddenly stood up, her lips pressed into a thin line. "I will go play with my granddaughter in the garden," she said stiffly. Within two seconds, I could already tell she didn’t like Jessica. Not at all. I had never met this Miss Jessica everyone talked about. But ever since I came into Dalton’s life,
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—SAMANTHA—I watched Zeke and Ophelia enter the car just across from us. They were kissing so openly like no one was watching, like they had no care in the world. They looked so happy. So in love.Why is life so unfair?These two people ruined me. They even destroyed my sister’s life! But here they were: free, laughing, loving each other like nothing ever happened. No punishment. No regret.One day… I’ll rise. One day, I’ll make them both pay for everything they did! “Samantha.” Dalton’s deep voice snapped me out of my thoughts.“What?!” I sharply turned my neck and glared at him. But that’s when I realized my hand was on his leg, holding onto him tightly. Too tightly.I pulled my hand back quickly and gasped when I saw blood on my fingertips. My eyes widened as I looked down and saw that I had scratched him. My nails had dug into his skin while I was lost in my anger.“S-sorry,” I shuttered, panic rising in my chest. “I didn’t mean to—”I moved my hand to check the wound, but befo
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—SAMANTHA— The next morning, sunlight poured into the room through the cream-colored curtains, casting a golden ray across the floor. I blinked a few times, adjusting to the light, and then slowly sat up on the bed. For the first time in weeks—maybe even months—I had slept without crying myself into dreams or waking up with a heavy chest.I felt… lighter.Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I glanced around the bedroom Dalton had arranged for me. Everything was white—clean, fresh, and calm. A queen-sized bed rested in the middle with soft linen sheets. There was a small reading table in the corner with books already stacked neatly on it, and a lovely dressing vanity beside the tall window. The walls had a delicate pattern, something feminine and simple. It felt like a bedroom meant to give warmth. There was even a walk-in closet. And the bathroom? Refined, just like the rest of the mansion. I stretched out my limbs before heading into the bathroom to my business. After brush
Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret God, I'm not ready for this
—SAMANTHA— Strolling down the long hallway, I was unsure where to find Dalton’s study. The Mansion was so big, everything felt new and unfamiliar. Where is it? “Samantha.” I jumped at the sound of Mrs. Beatrice’s voice behind me. She smiled warmly. “Dinner is ready,” she said. I nodded. “Thank you. But… where is Dalton’s study?” “Oh, follow me,” she beckoned and I obediently followed behind her. We both walked until we finally stopped at a huge black door. “Here,” Mrs Beatrice spun to me. “Thank you,” I thanked her with a small smile. Once she left, I took a deep breath. My hands felt shaky. Why am I so nervous? Before I could overthink it, I knocked twice. Silence. Then, a deep voice came from inside.“Come in.” I slowly opened the door and stepped in. Dalton sat behind a large mahogany desk. He looked even more handsome than before. His crisp white shirt hugged his broad shoulders, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, showing strong arms. His hair was
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—SAMANTHA— Amore was quiet and hesitant. Then she turned to look at me, her eyes full of uncertainty and fear swimming in her round big eyes. My heart ached at the sight, my brave little girl, who used to chatter endlessly, now second-guessing every word. I gave her a small nod, telling her it was okay. “Go ahead, baby,” my eyes urging her. “Dalton is your daddy now.”Her lips parted slightly. “Really, Mommy?” her voice shook, and I saw tears in her big eyes. My heart squeezed, and I almost cried too.She was just a child, but she had already seen too much. After what Zeke did—leaving her, ignoring her, hurting me… Amore switched. Waking up from Coma, she didn’t laugh like she used to. She didn’t talk much anymore. She became quiet… unsure of herself.Ever since Zeke walked out of her life, pretending like she didn’t matter, I saw how it changed her. She didn’t play as much. She didn’t talk to strangers like before. She kept things inside, scared that if she got too happy, it might
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—SAMANTHA— After Mia was dragged out of the mansion by the bodyguards, everything felt calm again. The noise and tension were gone, and the manse was quiet. It was like nothing had happened at all.But I was tired. My back ached, and my feet were sore. All I wanted was a warm bath and a soft bed to sleep in. It had been such a long, crazy day.“Hey… how are you feeling?” Dalton came to stand beside me. His voice was low, and when I looked up at him, I saw worry in his eyes. Real worry. For me.His amber eyes were glowing under the warm light, and for a second, I froze. I momentarily forgot how to speak.Snap out of it, Samantha!I quickly looked away and squeezed Amore tighter in my arms. “I ’m-I’m okay,” I shuttered, nodding a little. “I just want to rest, that’s all.”“Alright,” he said, nodding too. I thought he would leave us, but instead, two powerful hands stretched forward toward me. “Let me carry her.”My eyes widened. “No! It’s okay!” I said fast. “I’m good, really.”That w
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—SAMANTHA— My hand barely grazed her arm, and my heart leapt into my throat as Mrs. Beatrice wobbled, her balance slipping dangerously.Time slowed. She nearly fell... but managed to catch herself just in time. One hand gripping the armrest of the couch while the other flew to her chest. Her face turned pale, and I could see her lips trembling in shock.I stumbled forward too, but my own footing betrayed me. My legs tangled, and I pitched forward only to collide with something solid. No, not something. Someone.Strong arms quickly wrapped around my waist, steadying both me and Amore halfway from toppling over. I blinked up, startled. “Mr–Mr. Montclair?!” Dalton’s eyes narrowed as he gazed down at me. His expression was hard to read, but I saw it. The flash of relief… followed by irritation.“Why are you still calling me Mr. Montclair? I don’t like it,” he hissed, his voice clipped. A shiver runs down my spine. What is wrong with this man?I pressed my lips together and pulled aw
Revenge After Divorce: Ex-Husband Regret Dalton's Mansion
—SAMANTHA—The drive felt so long it almost seemed endless. Amore had dozed off in my arms again, her soft breaths brushing against my neck as I kept my eyes on the road ahead. I didn’t know where this driver or the assistant, Mia, was taking us. It But I remained quiet, too exhausted to ask questions. After what felt like forever, maybe twenty minutes or so, we finally arrived at a gigantic golden gate. The security guards, all dressed in black suits, moved forward and carefully checked the car. They were professional. Their faces were stern, not saying a word as they finally turned and signaled for the gate to open. The Bentley smoothly drove in, following a long, clean driveway. When it eventually stopped, I unlocked the door, stepping out, and my breath caught in my throat. In front of me stood a sprawling mansion, the most magnificent building I had ever seen. Everywhere looked like something out of a fairytale. The walls were white and elegant, the lights warm and welcom
