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Rachael’s hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that her knuckles were turning white. The traffic lights blurred in the distance, but her vision wasn’t focused on them. It wasn’t focused on anything but the overwhelming storm swirling in her head.The confrontation with Victor played on a loop, every word, every infuriating smirk etched into her mind like a wound that wouldn’t heal.She clenched her jaw. Her chest felt heavy, and she could feel the tears welling up behind her eyes, threatening to spill over.“He has no right. No right at all!”Her thoughts screamed, clashing with the rhythmic hum of the engine as she sped down the road. She didn’t even know where she was going, just that she needed to drive. Needed to get away from the suffocating weight of Victor’s presence, his cold eyes, and that damned smirk. Her heart pounded in her chest as her mind raced with everything she wished she had said, every word she wanted to throw at him.“How dare he bring up Jamal like that?
The Revenge Of The Billionaire Ex Wife Things Are About To Get Messy
Rachael sighed, the tension returning to her shoulders as she ran a hand through her hair.“I ran into Victor at the company where I went to sign that deal. I wasn’t expecting it. One minute, I’m going over the contract, and then boom, there he is—standing in the doorway like nothing’s changed.”Chloe's eyes widened in disbelief before narrowing with anger. "That son of a bitch!" she spat, slamming her hand on the table. "I *knew* it! Ever since that day in the park, I had this feeling he’d find a way to slither back into your life. That insignificant fool!"Chloe slammed her glass down onto the table with a force that made the ice clink against the sides, her eyes blazing with fury. “Victor is a coward, Rachael! A spineless, selfish, good-for-nothing piece of trash who can’t stand the fact that you moved on and built a life without him!Rachael leaned back, a small, tired smile tugging at her lips as Chloe went off. Watching her best friend get worked up over Victor was like watchin
The Revenge Of The Billionaire Ex Wife Mummy Who Is Victor?
Both women stood there, frozen for a moment, the realization settling in. Rachael’s heart thudded loudly in her chest as she stared at the woman in front of her.But it was Evelyn who looked more shocked—her eyes wide, mouth slightly agape, as if the slap hadn’t been the only thing that rattled her.“*Well, well, well...*” Rachael sneered, crossing her arms as the fury bubbled to the surface.“Look who we have here. If it isn’t the woman who stole my ex-husband away from me. How ironic, running into you of all people.” She let out a humorless laugh, her voice dripping with contempt. “Crazy—I thought you’d be dead by now.”The woman standing next to Evelyn gasped, her hand flying to her mouth, eyes darting between the two as the tension crackled in the air. Evelyn quickly turned her head to the side, waving her friend away as she tried to compose herself.“Shut the hell up, Rachael,” Evelyn snapped, her voice trembling as she regained her footing. “I don’t know what you’re talking abou
The Revenge Of The Billionaire Ex Wife A Past That Haunts
*Damian's Pov*Damian sat at his desk, the usual mountain of paperwork strewn about in front of him, but his mind was far from the contracts and numbers he usually excelled at. His thumb brushed the velvet box resting in the drawer beside him, the one he had opened and closed at least a dozen times in the last hour, each time staring at the ring nestled inside.It wasn’t just any ring. It was a declaration, a line drawn in the sand. A promise that Rachael was his, now and always. He’d been thinking about this for weeks, and now, the decision seemed inescapable.She can’t slip away. Not like that. Not after everything.“But he’s back” Damian’s mind hissed, an unwanted reminder of the chaos Victor had already brought into Rachael’s life. Damian couldn’t let that continue. No, he needed to show her that he was the one who would stand by her. The one who would protect her, who would never let her down.The ring in the drawer was his answer. It wasn’t just a piece of jewelry—it was a stat
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Evelyn burst into her home like a hurricane, the door slamming so violently behind her that the sound echoed through the walls. Her body shook with fury, her nails digging into her palms as she paced, eyes wild with rage. “I can't believe she did that” she thought, her heart racing. "Who does she think she is? *Who the hell does she think she is* to even look at me, let alone touch me?" Her voice rose to a shriek, as she breathed heavily sending a shiver down Charlotte’s spine as she sat quietly, watching the storm unfold.“ A pathetic little beggar who got lucky, crawling her way out of the gutter to pretend she belongs in my world. And now she thinks she can stand in front of me? Slap me? Like we’re equals? She’s not even fit to breathe the same air as me!”Evelyn stopped, turning to Charlotte-her friend, her face twisted with venom. "Do you know what I should’ve done?" she snarled, her voice low and dangerous. "I should’ve dragged her across that playground with her cheap, filthy
The Revenge Of The Billionaire Ex Wife No More Pretending
*Trigger: Warning: Abusive Content** He didn’t rush to cover himself. Instead, he sat there, letting the moment fester as the tension thickened between them. His lips curled into a sneer, and the disgust Evelyn felt only grew stronger as his chest heaved, his breath shallow and uneven."What the fuck are you on victor! Are you on weed! Are you taking drugs now! You're a married man for crying out loud, you despicable excuse of a man!Victor’s jaw flexed, and for a moment, it seemed like he might apologize, might explain away this grotesque scene.But then, something dark and twisted flickered across his face. He slowly got to his feet, naked, his cock was standing erect abd still hard. Towering over her, his mouth curling in contempt.“What’s wrong with me?" he spat, his voice thick with bitterness. "I’ll tell you what’s wrong with me, Evelyn. I’m *sick* of pretending everything is perfect when it’s far from it. I’m *sick* pretending I’m satisfied." “Look at this! Look at my cock! Y
The Revenge Of The Billionaire Ex Wife The Unknown Call
Racheal settled into her study room, the soft hum of the computer filling the air as she clicked through her latest project. .She had just returned from dropping Jamal off at school, and the house was quiet, save for the faint sounds of birds chirping outside the window. Her coffee cup, still half-full, sat beside her, a thin trail of steam rising slowly from the surface.She took a deep breath, sinking into her work. The morning had been hectic, but now she could focus, letting the steady rhythm of her tasks calm her nerves. Just as she was about to dive deeper into a report, a soft knock interrupted her thoughts."Come in," Racheal called without glancing up, assuming it was the maid bringing the coffee she’d requested earlier.The door creaked open, and the maid entered with a silver tray, placing a fresh cup of coffee beside Racheal’s laptop. “Your coffee, ma’am,” she said softly before quickly exiting the room.“Thank you,” Racheal murmured, her focus already back on the screen.
The Revenge Of The Billionaire Ex Wife Smile Of A Monster
Victor turned as soon as he heard Evelyn's hesitant footsteps. His face broke into a wide, almost too perfect smile, the kind of smile that made her heart flutter once but now it sent shivers down her spine. “Look, baby,” Victor called out softly to Daisy, his voice laced with a sickening sweetness. “Mummy is up!” His words were spoken in that smooth, charming tone he always used, the one that made everything sound so normal, so... *perfect*. But Evelyn knew better now. She had seen the darkness that lingered beneath that facade.Daisy, sitting innocently at the kitchen table, brightened at the sight of her mother, her small face lighting up with pure joy.“Mummy!” she chirped, her tiny voice full of excitement as she waved. She was surrounded by an array of colorful breakfast items—cereal, toast, and the scrambled eggs Victor claimed to have made “together” with her.But Evelyn couldn’t move. Her legs felt rooted to the floor, her entire body frozen in place as if locked in some ki
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“I can’t believe Victor would say such a thing to you! How!” Sarah’s voice broke the silence. Evelyn had told her what victor said concerning bringing Jamal in. She turned to face Evelyn fully, her expression hard, disbelieving. “He wants to bring Rachael’s son into your home? That’s wrong—so wrong!” Her hands clenched into fists, her knuckles white against her pale skin.Evelyn sighed, her gaze dropping to the ground where fallen leaves crunched underfoot. She drew her cardigan tighter around herself, as though it could shield her from the ugliness that had invaded her life. “He’s made up his mind, Sarah,” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and exhaustion. “Victor said he’s bringing the boy into our lives, and I can’t do anything to stop him.”Evelyn glanced toward the playground, watching Daisy’s small figure dart between the swings, her bright pink dress fluttering in the breeze. She blinked back tears, her heart aching. “What choice do I have? If I try to fig
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Daisy seemed to sense the change in her mother's face, her bright smile fading as she glanced at her mother in the mirror. Her little brows furrowed, and she bit her lip, hesitant. After a long pause, she finally spoke, her voice soft and unsure.“Mummy… are you and Daddy okay now?” Her question hung in the air like a fragile thread, delicate but weighted. “He’s not… he’s not hitting you anymore, right?”Evelyn’s heart stopped, her hands freezing mid-comb. She felt the blood drain from her face, a knot of emotions tightening in her throat. She hadn’t realized how much Daisy had noticed, how much her little girl had been affected by the things she’d tried so hard to shield her from.For a moment, she couldn’t find her voice. The reality of the situation—of everything Daisy had seen and heard—settled over her like a cold blanket. Her chest tightened, and she forced herself to swallow the rising lump of guilt. Daisy was just a child, too young to carry the burden of her parents' brokenn
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"Please, Mummy! I want to go to Daddy's place!" Jamal's small voice pierced the quiet of Rachael's room as he bounced energetically beside her desk.His chubby hands gripped the edge of her chair, tugging at her sleeve with urgency. Meanwhile, Rachael's fingers flew over the keyboard, the relentless clicking of the keys filling the air as she focused on the screen, trying to meet a pressing deadline. She barely had time to breathe, let alone indulge her son's sudden request. Not today."Mummy, you're not even listening to me!" Jamal whines louder, frustration bubbling in his voice.Rachael's shoulders tensed, but she didn’t break her focus. The document in front of her was demanding, her thoughts juggling between work and the weight of her emotions. It was almost too much. After days in the hospital and finally having Jamal discharged, she'd hoped for some peace. But peace was elusive, much like her strained patience. Jamal had grown close to Victor—too close, she thought bitterly—
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Mummy? Uncle Damian? Why are you all shouting?"The room fell silent, as if time itself had stopped. Racheal’s heart skipped a beat, her body freezing for a moment as she slowly turned toward the hospital bed. There, staring back at her with groggy but familiar brown eyes, was Jamal. Her son. Awake.Her hands flew to her mouth, and her breath came in short, sharp gasps. "Oh, Lord have mercy!" she cried out, rushing to his side as tears welled in her eyes. "My baby! You're finally awake!" Her voice cracked with emotion as she sank into the chair beside his bed, grasping his small hand in hers as though afraid to let go. "Oh my God, Jamal, where’s hurting you? Tell mummy, baby!"Her tears spilled freely now, streaking down her cheeks as she smoothed his hair back, overwhelmed by the miracle of him being awake after so many dark, uncertain days.Racheal’s hands trembled as she clutched Jamal’s, her voice still shaky with disbelief. She leaned closer, trying to keep her emotions in check.
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The shock of the punch left him dizzy for a moment, but the anger rising inside him burned just as fiercely.“Damian!” Racheal’s voice cut through the room, sharp and filled with panic. She rushed between them, pushing against Damian’s chest with both hands, trying to stop him from going in for another punch. Her face was flushed, her eyes wide with shock and anger. “What the hell are you doing?!”“What am I doing?” Damian spat, his chest heaving as he glared over Racheal’s shoulder at Victor. His nostrils flared, fists still clenched tightly at his sides. “What the hell is *he* doing here?”His voice was laced with venom, his finger jabbing toward Victor like an accusation. “He left you. He abandoned Jamal! And now he just thinks he can waltz back in here? Like he deserves to be here?”Victor wiped the blood from his lip with the back of his hand, his jaw throbbing from the punch, but he refused to back down. His eyes locked onto Damian’s, a dark fury simmering beneath the surface.
The Revenge Of The Billionaire Ex Wife Fight In The Hospital
Racheal sped down the highway, her knuckles white as she gripped the steering wheel, her mind racing as fast as the car. Jamal. Her son. Her world.The thought of something happening to him was unbearable. She tried to steady her breath, but it came out shaky, the anxiety gnawing at her insides. Victor, in his own car a few lengths behind, could barely keep his composure. His mind was flooded with thoughts. he was never there for the young boy all his life, he couldn't afford to loose a son.He hated himself for what he did in the past, but now wasn't the time to dwell on his failures.As they neared the hospital, Racheal’s phone buzzed again. Her hands fumbled to grab it, and she quickly put it on speaker. “Dr. Collins?” she asked, her voice barely holding together.“Yes, it’s me,” the doctor responded, the seriousness in his tone making her stomach drop further. “We’ve had to move Jamal to the ICU. He’s stable for now, but it’s touch and go. You should prepare yourself.”Racheal’s
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"By Thursday, I want everything finalized,” she stated coldly, her voice cutting through the low hum of the room. “We can't afford delays. The last quarter was barely acceptable, and I will not tolerate another slip-up. Am I understood?”“Yes, ma’am,” came the chorus of voices, though most of them avoided meeting her eyes. The tension was thick. Racheal’s reputation for ruthlessness preceded her, and no one wanted to be the one who disappointed her.“I need this wrapped up before Thursday,” she said abruptly, standing up from her seat. “I have personal matters to attend to, so everything must be prepared by then. No exceptions.”She dismissed the meeting with a swift gesture, her mind already racing ahead to the hospital visit she had to make. Her son had been on her mind all morning, and the growing knot of anxiety in her chest was impossible to ignore.As she strode out of the boardroom, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floors, Racheal’s pace quickened. She was halfway
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**Warning Trigger: Explicit Content***“Whiskey. Double.”The burn of the liquor was a welcome distraction from the thoughts brewing in his chest and mind. But the alcohol wasn’t enough to calm him. He needed more. Something physical, primal. His fists tightened on the glass as he downed the last of his drink, the dark thoughts swirling in his head like a whirlpool pulling him deeper.Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted her. A woman in a tight black dress, her legs crossed, heels sharp enough to cut, her eyes smoldering under the low lights. She was watching him, her gaze raking over him with unmistakable hunger.Victor’s jaw clenched. His anger, his guilt, the gnawing ache of Daisy’s words—it all collided into something dangerous. He didn’t care anymore. He wanted to forget. And she was offering an escape.He walked over, towering over her as she looked up at him, her lips curling into a seductive smirk. “You look like you need a release,” she purred, her voice low and sultry, h
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As Racheal was dealing with everything in the hospital, Victor’s house was figuratively on fire. Victor leaned against the window, staring out at the meticulously landscaped garden, his face set in a hardened expression. He had made up his mind. The house, with its three excessive living rooms and an enormous master bedroom, had become a burden.“We need to sell this house,” Victor said abruptly, breaking the strained silence that had settled between them. His voice was firm, but beneath it, there was a simmering anger, a frustration that had been building for months, maybe years. “It’s too much. We don’t need this space anymore.”Evelyn, perched on the edge of the velvet sofa painting her toenails, snapped her head toward him, her eyes blazing with an intensity that matched the fire brewing in his chest.“Sell the house? Are you insane, Victor?” Her voice was sharp, cutting through the air like a blade as she walked towards him like he had lost his mind. “This is our home! Our sta
