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The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge
The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge
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I stood in shock, staring down at the papers scattered across the floor. Divorce papers, with Nathan's signature already scribbled on the line. He couldn't even look me in the eye as he uttered those heartless words. "You should start packing. Only take what you came with." 

The pounding of my heart drowned out all other sounds. This couldn't be real, it had to be some twisted joke. I searched Nathan's face pleadingly, hoping to find even a hint of remorse or regret. But his eyes remained cold and distant. 

"Nathan, please...we can talk about this. What happened to make you want this so suddenly?" My voice cracked with emotion. Three years of marriage, three years of giving everything to this man, and his lavish lifestyle, meant nothing to him now. 

He sighed in annoyance. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be, Agatha. It's over. I've already filed the paperwork. Now just pack your things and go."

White-hot anger swirled within me now, battling with the remnants of grief and disbelief. How dare he dismiss me so callously, after all I'd sacrificed? No husband should treat his wife this way. But I knew any protests would fall on deaf ears. This was clearly what Nathan wanted, and nothing I said could sway him.

I scrambled to collect the papers from the floor with trembling hands, clutching them to my chest as though they could be ripped away at any moment. Part of me still hoped this was some cruel joke that would be revealed as untrue. But the impatience in Nathan's eyes told me otherwise. Without another word, I fled to our bedroom - no, his bedroom now - clasping back sobs that threatened to overtake me. 

The room was suffocatingly silent as I numbly began removing my belongings from the walk-in closet and dresser. Each article of clothing held memories - our wedding, parties, and galas where I stood proudly by Nathan's side. I wondered idly what sins I'd committed to deserve such a fate. Had I not catered to Nathan's every want and need faithfully these past years? 

As I collected the last of my modest wardrobe, my gaze drifted to a framed photo on the nightstand. Nathan and I on our wedding day, beaming with youthful optimism for our future together. I stared at Nathan's face, full of love and promise. Who was this stranger who now resided in his skin, this cold and heartless imitation of the man I once knew? 

Rage bubbled up inside me then, scalding away the remnants of sadness. How dare he treat me, his wife, with such disrespect and cruelty? I was no timid mouse to be cast aside so easily. With a feral cry, I snatched up the photo and hurled it against the wall, relishing the shatter of glass. Let Nathan clean up this mess he'd created.

As I raced back downstairs with my suitcase in tow, my anger still fiercely bubbling, I heard the murmur of voices coming from the parlor. Had Nathan not told his family of his sudden decision to end our marriage? I slowed my pace, not wanting to face more judgment, as I drew closer to the open doorway.

That's when I saw her. Nathan's mother, Josephine, sat regally on the couch sipping tea. I had never gotten along with the cold, calculating woman. But what made my stomach drop was the petite blonde seated beside her. The girl couldn't have been more than 20, practically a child, smiling and nodding along to whatever Josephine was saying. 

Her hands fluttered over her tiny stomach as she laughed, a melodic, tinkling sound that echoed in my mind. That's when I realized with dawning horror - this wisp of a girl was Nathan's mistress. My fingers tightened on the suitcase handle until my knuckles turned white.

Josephine glanced up then, catching my stunned gaze with chilling amusement in her eyes. "Ah, Aggie dear. We were just discussing how pleased Nathan is to be rid of you and your barren womb. This lovely Camille will give him an heir, as a proper wife should." 

Camille beamed up at Josephine adoringly as my world spun out of focus. So this was how Nathan planned to replace me - with a plaything young enough to be his daughter.

I glanced down at my long limbs and angled features, feeling a fresh wave of inadequacy. How could I ever hope to compete with such delicate, doll-like beauty?

"Such a shame you could never provide a true legacy," Josephine sneered. "But Nathan has ensured the Richards line will continue, regardless of your shortcomings. I'm sure you understand as you pack your meager things and slink off elsewhere."

That final barb was too much. Clutching my suitcase, I fled their cackling laughter, feeling lower than I ever had. Nathan truly meant to erase every trace of our life together - and replace me with a shiny new version untouched by the passage of time. The bile rose in my throat at the thought. 

As I left my suitcase at the door waiting for the taxi I ordered, I heard Nathan's footsteps approaching behind me. I steeled myself and turned to face him, keeping my expression stoic though turmoil raged within. 

"Agatha, wait," he said, running a hand through his hair. Some of the arrogance had slipped from his stance, replaced by an awkward unease I'd never seen him wear before. 

"Come to make some hollow apologies?" I asked coldly. "Save your breath, Nathan, I have no interest in anything more you have to say."

He sighed. "I only wanted to explain. You have to understand, that I've been seeing Camille for months now. She's carrying my child - my heir. As God’s will, I must provide for them."

A hollow laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it. “God's will? Don't insult me further by using religion as an excuse, Nathan, we both know how little stock you place in the lord. This is about power and legacy, nothing more."

His eyes flashed in annoyance. "Must you truly be so disagreeable? I'm trying to do right by my family. Unlike you, Camille is young and able -"

"Able to pop out babies like the broodmare you see her as you mean?" I interrupted scathingly. "Spare me your excuses. We both know our marriage was never about love or partnership." 

Nathan fell silent, for once at a loss for words. I sighed wearily. "You're right, we've been drifting for some time. But don't pretend this is some noble quest of fatherly duty. I saw how you looked at her, Nathan - like a prized new possession. She's a toy to stroke your ego."

He ran both hands through his perfect hair, a gesture of rare frustration. "What do you want from me, Agatha? An apology? I won't give you one. Our marriage was a mistake from the start."

His words struck like physical blows, reopening old wounds. I turned away to hide the tears pricking my eyes, willing myself to stay strong. After a long moment, I faced him once more with a steely calm. 

"You're right, Nathan. An apology means nothing at this point. All I want now is what is legally mine - and then you'll never have to see me again."

My icy tone gave him pause. Good - let him feel unsettled for once. I had given this man my youth; the least he owed me was a fair settlement. This was far from over.

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  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 2

    As the taxi pulled away from the mansion, I let the tears come that I'd held back for so long. All the stress and heartbreak of the past hours came pouring out of me in gut-wrenching sobs. I was finally free to mourn the loss of the life and identity I'd clung to for three years. My mind drifted back to happier times when Nathan and I were carefree college students. I saw him on the rugby pitch, his powerful form weaving effortlessly between opponents. Even then he had a swaggering charisma that drew people to him. Drawn to his confidence and charm, I'd eagerly accepted when he asked me out after a game. It was the first real act of rebellion against my father's expectations. Aldo De Rossi wanted me safely tucked away, continuing my studies without distraction. But Nathan made me feel alive and passionate in a way I never had before. For a while I let myself get swept up in the fantasy, pretending we could live a normal life together after graduation. Of course, it all came crash

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  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 3

    The past continued to resurface in my mind, no matter how hard I tried to push it down. I remembered the countless dinner parties where Nathan and his social circle would belittle me for my supposedly humble upbringing. "Fetch me another drink, would you dear?" Nathan would say, smiling that dazzling smile that no longer fooled me. As I walked away, I could hear the snickers and whispers behind my back. "Really Nathan, a farm girl? I thought you had higher standards than that." "She must be a terrific lay if you're willing to marry down so far." I endured it with a stoic smile, not wanting to give them the satisfaction of seeing me upset. But inside, the comments chipped away at my sense of self-worth. If the guests weren't bad enough, Nathan's mother Josephine was ruthless in her criticism of me. Though I had graduated top of my class with a business degree, in her eyes I was nothing more than the help. "Agatha, why isn't this floor polished to a shine? I thought I taught yo

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-01-25
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 4

    As Lena's car pulled away, I turned to face my father sitting beside me on the veranda. His stern features had softened as he watched me, seeing the turmoil still evident in my eyes. "My dear, I know this ordeal has cut deeply. But you must not lose hope - you have so much wonderful life still ahead of you." He patted my hand gently. I sighed. "It's just so hard to imagine moving on when the wound is still so fresh. " My father nodded understandingly. "Which is why I think a change of scenery could do you good. There is a gala this weekend benefiting one of NexGen's philanthropic partners. As my daughter, your presence would be appreciated." I pondered his words as a reminder of my true identity swirled in my mind. NexGen Technologies was no ordinary company. Under my father's leadership, it had grown into a global powerhouse known for developing groundbreaking innovations that shaped the world. The patents my father had created were worth billions, yet he remained a quiet reclus

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-01-25
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 5

    As the car glided smoothly through the streets, I turned to study my companion more closely. "Forgive me, I don't believe I caught your name." He smiled politely. "Charles Campbell, at your service. I'm the CSO of Campbell Enterprises." My mind raced as I placed the name. Campbell Enterprises, the banking giant. I did recall Nathan mocking Charles and his family's company during heated debates with colleagues. "An upstart trying to muscle in on our territory. As if he has any idea how to run a real business," Nathan had sneered. "I apologize, I don't believe I introduced myself. I'm-" "Agatha De Rossi. Daughter of Aldo De Rossi, of NexGen Technologies. I recognized you from the moment we collided." His eyes held no judgment. I noticed his use of my maiden last name. "You know who I am?" "The heiress to the illustrious De Rossi dynasty? It would be difficult not to, in my circles... Though I admit, up close your beauty far outshines any descriptions." His smile was kind, without

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-01-25
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 6

    I waved off the security guards helping Nathan into a waiting car, tired beyond words. Charles eyed me with worry but I waved him off weakly. "I'll be fine. Thank you, for acting when you didn't have to."Before he could speak, a strong voice called out, "Agatha! Are you alright, my dear?" I turned to see my father walking towards us, worry written on his noble features. Dread swelled in my guts at the discovery of this disaster. Would he blame me for the scene Nathan caused?"Father, I-" But he had already noticed Charles at my side."Charles! As I live and breathe! It's been far too long, my boy." They hugged warmly.But Charles simply smiled. "The pleasure is mine, Mr. De Rossi. Your daughter was just showing me what a great host you've been."I watched in disbelief. My father, fraternizing so familiarly with the man at the center of my mess of an evening? Doubts whirled until Father turned to me, face stern but eyes soft with care."Are you hurt? That man always did have a nasty

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-02-15
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 7

    No sooner had the thought crossed my mind than my phone rang with an unknown number. My breath caught in my throat - could it be him already? "Hello?" "Miss De Rossi, I hope I'm not disturbing you. It's Charles Campbell." His smooth baritone was unmistakable. "I was wondering if you might join me for lunch today, to further discuss the events of last evening." Intrigue and suspicion warred within me. Against my better judgment, I heard myself reply, "Very well, Mr. Campbell. I accept your invitation. Where shall we meet?" "Excellent, shall we say 12:30 at Bistro La Rue? It's a casual little place just around the corner from my office." My mind raced as I tried to understand Mr. Campbell's intentions. Why had he insisted on escorting me last night, and why was he now asking me to lunch? Still, my curiosity got the better of me. "Bistro La Rue at 12:30 works well for me. I'll see you then, Mr. Campbell." I hung up, my thoughts a swirling storm. What could this man possibly want fr

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-02-17
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 8

    There was an intensity between us, an attraction I couldn't ignore. Charles was clever and unlikely to expose his genuine intentions at once.After dessert, Charles escorted me to the front of the restaurant's outdoor space. "Thank you again for meeting me today," he said, holding my hand and pressing his lips across my knuckles. "I look forward to continuing our...discussions."I offered him a subtle smile. "So do I. It was an honor, Mr. Campbell."As I turned to go, his fingers softly grabbed my wrist. "Please, call me Charles." His thumb caressed the sensitive flesh within my wrist, causing an involuntary quiver.I caught his focused look and noticed a desire hiding there. "Very well...Charles," I said. With a little wink, I removed my hand from his clasp and went away. Two people might play this flirty game.I had just returned home, exhausted after my experience with Charles, when my phone rang. I didn't recognize the number provided and responded cautiously."Hello?""Agatha, it

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-02-21
  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 9

    Camille looked blankly at Nathan, who also seemed shocked when she showed up out of the blue. When I realized I had the upper hand, I pushed my edge."Come now, girl, cat got your tongue?" I teased her while going around her. "Tell me, how does it feel knowing you're nothing but a pretty little distraction until Nathan tires of you too?"Camille's mouth moved back and forth like a fish's. Nathan quickly stepped in when he saw that she was about to throw a fit. "Agatha, stop right now. Camille is welcome here; she's going to be my wife. “I was shocked and couldn't figure out what Nathan had said. Camille, his wife? It was absurd. She was barely more than a child. Nathan had always been one to chase after youth and beauty, but this was taking it to another level. "Don't be ridiculous, Nathan," I scoffed. "She's barely out of university. You could be her father."Camille's face flushed at that, but she held her tongue. Good, at least the girl had some sense. Nathan, however, was unfaz

    Terakhir Diperbarui : 2024-02-29

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  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 118

    Agatha POV:The spoon felt unnaturally heavy in my hand, the mint chocolate chip ice cream cloyingly sweet on my tongue.Usually, it was my comfort food, my go-to indulgence after a stressful day. Tonight, each spoonful felt like swallowing lead.Across the low coffee table in my living room – Dad’s living room, technically, though I’d started thinking of the mansion as mine these days – Charles beamed, digging into his own bowl with gusto.He’d arrived exactly an hour after my text, a pint of the most expensive artisanal mint chip available clutched in one hand and a bouquet of pale pink roses, my favorites, in the other. The perfect picture of the doting, attentive partner.My skin prickled.

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 117

    Agatha POV:"Everything looks perfectly healthy, Ms. De Rossi. Strong fetal development, right on track for ten weeks."Dr. Williams smiled warmly, adjusting the ultrasound wand slightly. On the screen, a tiny, flickering shape pulsed – a small miracle, a terrifying reality. My reality."See, Agatha? Perfect." Charles squeezed my hand, his voice radiating a proud, almost proprietary warmth that made my skin crawl.He leaned closer to the screen, his expression intense, focused."Heartbeat looks strong, wouldn't you say, Doctor? Any potential complications we should be aware of? Given Agatha's… history?"

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 116

    Charles POV:Agatha stood before me, pale, defiant, her words a physical blow: My baby. I don't plan to register you as the father.Panic, cold and sharp, pierced through the red haze of my anger. Take my child away? Erase me from their life? Let me walk away and marry some suitable drone my father approved of? The very idea was unthinkable, a violation so profound it shook me to my core.No. Never.The anger, the explosive rage that had surged moments before, receded as quickly as it came, replaced by a desperate, clawing fear. Fear of losing her. Fear of losing this… this unexpected, terrifying, miraculous connection. Our child.

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 115

    Agatha POV:"Yes, Doctor Williams, thank you for calling back so quickly." I paced the length of my living room, the plush rug doing little to cushion the nervous energy thrumming through me. "Of course, Ms. De Rossi," Dr. Williams' voice came through the phone, calm and professional, yet with an underlying note of something… unusual. "I just wanted to follow up on our conversation from yesterday. And also… to mention something a bit odd.""Odd?" My grip tightened on the phone. "What is it?""Well, shortly after you left the clinic yesterday, a man came in asking questions. About you."My blood ran cold. "Asking questions? What kind of questions?""He was… persistent," the doctor continued, her voice hesitant. "Asked about the nature of your visit, your overall health, even tried to inquire about future appointments. Said he was a concerned 'family friend'."Family friend. The phrase hit me like a physical blow. Charles. It had to be Charles. Nathan was gone. James was subtle, a ma

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 114

    Charles POV:"Tell me again, Thompson. Henderson’s exact words." I leaned back in my office chair, the supple leather cool against my skin, a stark contrast to the heat simmering beneath my carefully maintained composure.My fingers steepled, tapping lightly together. Patience. Control. That was the key."He stated, and I quote, sir," Thompson's voice came through the speakerphone, flat, precise, devoid of inflection, "that Ms. De Rossi's appointment as interim CEO is 'a temporary measure born of sentiment, not strategy,' and that he intends to 'formally challenge her suitability and demand a full board review of leadership capabilities' at the earliest opportunity."Henderson. Malcolm Henderson.A pompous, puffed-up peacock stru

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 113

    Agatha POV:My mind raced.Was he trying to warn me about Charles using Nathan’s disappearance? Or was he subtly suggesting Nathan himself was a victim, not a villain? His words were like smoke, curling and shifting, impossible to grasp firmly.“Manuel,” I said, deciding to push back, test his boundaries. “What is it you really want? Why come to me with these… observations?”He met my gaze directly then, a flicker of something almost like… sincerity? … in his dark eyes. “As I said, Ms. De Rossi. My loyalty is to your father. To NexGen. I believe you are the rightful leader of this company. You have the vision, the strength. But… you are navigating dangerous waters. And you are… perhaps, isolated

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 112

    Agatha POV:The blinking cursor on the monitor seemed to mock me. Financial projections swam before my eyes, a meaningless jumble of numbers that refused to align, refused to make sense. My head throbbed, a dull ache behind my eyes that had become a constant companion these past few weeks. And the tiny, persistent nausea that lurked just beneath the surface, a secret reminder of the impossible reality I was carrying inside me.The weight of it felt crushing. The board meeting next week loomed like an executioner’s appointment. They didn't trust me, I knew that. They saw Aldo De Rossi’s daughter, inexperienced, a temporary placeholder until they could install someone… more suitable. Someone they could control.The intercom buzzed, startling me. Sarah’s voice, usually crisp and efficient, sounded hesitant.“Ms. De Rossi? Sorry to interrupt, but… Manuel is here. He says it’s urgent and requests a private word.”Manuel? Dad’s assistant? My eyebrows furrowed. Manuel was quiet, efficien

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 111

    Charles POV:The elevator doors slid shut, cutting off my view of Agatha. Her hurried escape, the almost frantic way she’d jabbed the button, left a sour taste in my mouth. She was hiding something."Errands?" I muttered under my breath, turning away from the closed doors. "In the Obstetrics and Gynecology wing? Unlikely."My mind raced. Pale. Tired. Nauseous, maybe? She'd brushed off my concern, blamed it on stress, on her father's illness. Plausible excuses, easily accepted if I hadn't seen the flicker of panic in her eyes, the way her hand had instinctively, almost imperceptibly, drifted towards her stomach.Something was wrong. Something she didn't want me to know.I found a quiet alcove down the hall, away from the sparse foot traffic.

  • The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge   CHAPTER 110

    Agatha POV:The vinyl chair squeaked beneath me, a small, protesting sound in the otherwise hushed waiting room.A toddler whined fitfully in the corner, clutching a worn teddy bear, while his mother scrolled absently through her phone.Obstetrics and Gynecology.The words on the frosted glass door seemed to loom, pulsing slightly in time with the nervous thrum beneath my ribs.This was real. This appointment, this check-up, this… situation.My hand strayed, as it often did these days, to my stomach. Still flat, still betraying nothing of the seismic shift that had occurred within me. Eight weeks. A tiny life, Charles’s life, growing inside me.

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