The Vendetta of the Returned Wife

The Vendetta of the Returned Wife

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Nine years ago, Maxwell Carter lost everything. His mother was left in a wheelchair, his pregnant wife disappeared, and the sister he trusted convinced him of a devastating betrayal. Heartbroken, he turned to the one person who always stood by him, Lisandra. But Lisandra had secrets of her own. Now, Emilia is back, and she’s not alone. With their son at her side, she demands the truth, justice, and the home that was stolen from her. But her return shatters the perfect world Lisandra built, and the Carter family is hiding more than anyone could have imagined. As old wounds reopen and deadly secrets unravel, Emilia realizes she’s not just fighting for revenge. She’s fighting to survive. With the Russian mafia closing in, a hidden puppet master pulling the strings, and a woman scorned willing to kill for love, Max must uncover the truth before he loses Emilia all over again. But in a game of lies, love, and power, will they find their way back to each other, or will history repeat itself in blood? A gripping tale of betrayal, obsession, and second chances. The Vendetta of the Returned Wife will keep you hooked until the last shocking twist. Previously titled He's My Husband and She's My Wife.

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Chapter 1

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             Emilia stepped out of the car, her eyes going over the large mansion in front of her. It was still the same, down to the color. As if they painted it every day to make it look brand new. Once upon a time, she’d called this place home. Had thought that if she tried hard enough, the people she thought of as a family would learn to accept her and eventually even love her. How wrong she’d been.

A sliver of panic crawled up her spine, trying to turn her into a coward, but she shoved it back down. Now was not the time to be weak or display any fear. After nine long years, she was back at the place that had given her as much happiness as pain. Any sign of weakness and the carter family would swallow her whole. She couldn’t afford that. She needed to finish what she'd set out to do, or staying away for so long would have been for nothing. Schooling her features, she moved toward the entrance.

She’d been planning that moment for years. In her head, it was always different. Sometimes she'd chicken out and run back to the hole she'd crawled out of and sometimes she'd fly in like Wonder Woman taking back what was hers. Or she would meet with a certain witch who'd scare her off. What she didn't expect was the place to be so deserted. Had they moved? No.

Last she checked, which was a week ago, they still lived there. So where had everyone gone? It would be so like Lisandra to convince the Carters to move before she arrived. Emilia wouldn’t put it past her. But the sound of soft classical music coming from the backyard proved her wrong. Was there a party going on? Thea had told her that she needed to make a grand entrance, but a party wasn’t on the list. Were there guests?

“You won’t embarrass yourself. You’re beautiful, hot, sexy…Shit. Maybe I should…”

“No. Don’t stop. You’ve got this, Em.” Sawyer’s voice whispered in her head, “And we’ve got your back, so don’t be afraid to do anything”

“Even murder, honey,” Hendrix added.

A slow smile spread over her lips before she pushed the front door open and walked in. She guessed the people going around dressed in black and white attire carrying trays of food and drinks were the staff hired for the day. Despite being rich, Genevieve didn’t like strangers in her house. The white marble floor was sparkling clean that she had to take small steps to ensure she didn't slide and fall flat on her face. And to think she couldn't even walk in heels when she'd first arrived in that house.

It seemed like a lifetime ago when she'd bounced through the doors in her excitement to meet her husband's family. The girl, once happy, cheery, and bubbly, now seemed like someone from another world. It saddened her to think she was never going to go back to being that Emilia because the world had changed her. That naïve girl was long dead. And the woman walking towards the door that led to the backyard was Mrs. Carter.

A scorned wife, ready to topple her husband’s mistress. That bitch’s happy days were over.

Pushing the sliding doors apart, she looked at the people milling around in her backyard. They were all immaculately dressed, each holding a glass of wine or champagne and chatting happily. She took a moment to study them. To one side, a group of women had surrounded someone, oohing and aahing at something the person said. Another stood by a table, their heads bent toward each other while talking privately.

Without realizing what she was doing, her eyes ran over the crowd, searching for him. But instead, her gaze landed on someone who made bile rise in her throat. She swallowed. Lisandra Brown. The bane of her existence. That bitch hadn't changed. She was still stunning, with sharp features, a curvy body, and long legs that went on forever. Those who didn’t know her true nature would be fooled into thinking she was an angel. To Emilia, that woman belonged in hell.

Moving her gaze from the unwanted sight, she continued scanning the faces until she spotted him. Her breath stalled in her lungs. Tall, dark, sleek, masculine. He, too, hadn't changed. But he looked better, more handsome than she remembered. Time had been kind to him. While she was slowly dying inside all those years, he had been happy and content to live without her. Emilia knew he wouldn’t wait for her to go back when she was the one who'd left, but couldn’t he at least look sad or bored or something that wasn't happy and glowing? Fucking ass.

As if feeling her gaze on him, or had he heard her curse him inwardly? He turned and locked eyes with her.

Everything around them faded into the background, leaving just the two of them. Memories she'd long buried resurfaced, making her heart beat a wild rhythm. The first day she'd met him. The first kiss. The first time he’d made love to her. When he proposed. When they got married. The days they'd spent together tangled in sheets, covered in sweat while they were on their honeymoon and how they’d decided to spend two entire weeks in their room. In bed. It was all too much for her to remember. And she had to blink away the tears that were threatening to fall.

Damn him.

She wasn’t ready.

Maybe she should have waited for a few more days? Weeks? Years?

No. She stilled those thoughts. It was now or never. Breaking their eye contact, she let her heartbeat slow down and then started forward. Gradually, guests started noticing her and almost half of them did a double take, as if trying to convince themselves they weren't imagining her or seeing an apparition. Plastering a smile on her face, she kept walking. Heading straight to where her husband was. He still hadn't looked away from her, but pure rage had replaced the shock on his face.

Okay, so he was mad that she'd disappeared. Good. At least he wasn’t indifferent. Stopping in front of him, Emilia widened her smile saying "Hello Max"

In a flash, Lisandra was by his side and Emilia couldn’t help being impressed by the speed with which she’d moved. "Who the Fuck invited you?" she snarled, her face contorting in anger.

Typical mistress reaction.

"I don't need an invitation to my house, Lisa," Emilia baited her in a sweet voice. Her nostrils flared in anger and she yelled,

"This is not your house!"

"Last I checked, half of what my husband owns is mine. Which means you have no right to kick me out or even talk to me. So go kneel somewhere and wait for your turn"

"You Fucking...." she started toward her, but Max pulled her back and shoved her behind him. Then his hand was on her neck, squeezing, but not so hard that it hurt. Not the welcome she was hoping for, but it was better than she could have imagined.

"Why the fuck are you here?" he bellowed, prompting the crowd to go silent and watch the drama unfold. Rolling her eyes, Emilia thought that the first thing she was going to do was wash their mouths. The F word had been uttered one too many times in the last five minutes alone, and that wasn't okay. Granted, she’d done it too, but it was in her head. Not out loud.

“Now, Max, are you about to commit murder in front of all these witnesses?” Dropping her voice, she added, “Or are you wishing you could bend me over this table and fuck me the way you used to?”

If Lisandra could explode, she would be a poodle at their feet. Because judging by Max’s sharp intake of breath, he was now visualizing it.

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142 Chapters
ONE
Emilia stepped out of the car, her eyes going over the large mansion in front of her. It was still the same, down to the color. As if they painted it every day to make it look brand new. Once upon a time, she’d called this place home. Had thought that if she tried hard enough, the people she thought of as a family would learn to accept her and eventually even love her. How wrong she’d been.A sliver of panic crawled up her spine, trying to turn her into a coward, but she shoved it back down. Now was not the time to be weak or display any fear. After nine long years, she was back at the place that had given her as much happiness as pain. Any sign of weakness and the carter family would swallow her whole. She couldn’t afford that. She needed to finish what she'd set out to do, or staying away for so long would have been for nothing. Schooling her features, she moved toward the entrance.She’d been planning that moment for years. In her head, it was always different. Sometim
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TWO
Max smiled at an inebriated Gwen, who couldn't stop giggling. Finally, it looked like his little sister was happy after the tragedy that had happened nine years ago, leaving them all sad and struggling to come to terms with it. He and Darren, his younger brother, had tried the best they could to help her overcome it but she’d still ended up depressed and heartbroken. It was hard for his family, but it had been twice as hard for him because his wife abandoned him when he needed her the most. Had he not been busy looking after Gwen and his mother, he would have been the one who fell apart. The thought of Emilia made his stomach churn with anger. He'd loved her so much, but how had she repaid him? Realizing he was gripping the glass he was holding harder than necessary, he loosened his grip, banishing thoughts of that woman. He made a promise to never allow himself to be deceived like that again.It was a happy day for the family. His little sister had gotten engaged, and that was cause
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THREE
"Okay, everyone. Party's over. Thank you for coming. Please see yourselves out," Emilia said, the expression on her face daring them to contradict her. She still didn’t know what the party was for and she didn’t care. She heard the people shuffling out, speculating to one another about what had just happened, but ignored them. Despite everything, that was not how she’d wanted Zander to meet his father’s side of the family. It stung even more because she knew it was all she had to offer him. As much as she considered her friends the family she never had, it didn’t erase the fact that they were not blood-related. And it would be so unfair to Zander to keep him from the Carters more than she had. Her precious boy deserved the best. She didn’t want him growing up alone like she had, yet she couldn’t trust Max with him. Not while that vulture Lisandra was still lurking around him.Already, Zander was scared of Max. That hadn’t been her goal. Her husband could hate her all he liked, but she
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FOUR
Max hadn't noticed he was following her until he stopped outside the kitchen. The little display of affection had really gotten to him. It was clear as day that Zander was his son. Aside from being his carbon copy, the boy also loved chocolate chip cookies. They were his weakness, and he'd told Emilia that before marrying her. He remembered how she'd laughed, saying that it wasn't manly and that he shouldn't mention it to anyone else.Was that it? Had she told her son to say the cookies were his favorite? Had it all been a show? No. Zander looked exactly like him. He was his son. More than anything, Max wanted him to be his son. When Emilia had told him she was pregnant, he'd been over the moon. Finally, he was going to be a father, something he'd longed for since his own father passed away.He'd looked after his siblings as if they were his children, but deep down, he'd always wanted to have his own kids. The day his wife had left him, he'd been abroad on business. Gw
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FIVE
Max had been smiling at her throughout dinner. The same Max who'd called her a bitch just a few hours earlier. Every time she looked up from her plate, she found his eyes on her. He was staring, analyzing, admiring. The same man who had been choking her earlier was looking at her as if they had been living together all these years like a loving couple. Whatever had changed his mind? In the few hours from when they'd argued about Lisandra to dinner, something had happened to change his view of her.She couldn't put a finger on it, but he must have seen or heard something to make him act like that towards her. Lisandra, who had insisted on sitting beside him, had glowered at him because he didn't give her the attention she wanted. If she wasn't so angry, Emilia would have slapped Max with divorce papers and leave him to his mistress. But she was angry, so furious that she was willing to fight with that bitch to separate them. Not that she needed to use her energy. Max hadn't stopped sta
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SIX
Max was at a loss for words. She had a boyfriend. Correction. A fiancé. His son preferred the fiancé over him.Spinning around, he went back inside, feeling dejected. How could he have been so stupid as to think Emilia still loved him? That they could still fix things between them and be a happy family? They'd been apart for nine good years. God knew how many men she'd seen at that time. It's not like he’d been a saint either. As she'd told him, he had been with Lisandra and even allowed her to move into their bedroom. Hell, he'd been with other women, too. So why did he expect her to still love him?She was a beautiful, sexy, healthy woman. Of course, men wanted her. She also had needs. When he'd met her, she had been a virgin. He had prided himself on knowing that he was the only man who would ever be with her. Maybe that was why it hurt so much to see her with another man. God, he was so stupid. He should have known she wasn't back for him. Then why was she back? Why di
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SEVEN
If that was the case, why was he hiding in the study? He should be coming up with ways to spend time with Zander. Show him that even if they didn’t end up living together, they could still have a relationship. He'd heard Emilia talking about redecorating his room. Maybe he could tag along when they went to buy the new furniture and try to bribe the kid. Bribes always worked with Dalton. He didn’t see why it shouldn’t work with his son. Confident about his idea, he left the study. Max was about to go back outside when the laughter coming from the kitchen stopped him. God, he'd missed that laugh.How could a person change so much but still remain the same? Her appearance, her behavior, her mannerisms had changed, but he noticed a few things that were still the same. Like her laugh. And her nightly routine. He'd stayed up late last night just to watch her sleep. The way her mouth formed an o when she was sleeping was still the same. In some ways, she was still his E
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EIGHT
The shopping went downhill fast. Zander refused to get in the car because he didn't want to go anywhere with his father. It was understandable, since he had this notion that Max didn't like her. Any enemy of Emilia's was Zander's too, and she appreciated the loyalty most of the time, but not that day.They were supposed to redecorate his room, but he was being difficult, thinking it would dissuade Max from going with them. Emilia had to threaten to leave him behind before he finally gave in. Only to pout and mumble incoherent answers every time she tried to initiate a conversation. She thought he was adorable, but didn't dare mention that in fear he'd throw an even bigger tantrum.She’d invited Max along because she'd seen his desperation. He wanted to bond with Zander, but didn't know where to start. He did everything wrong and, for some strange reason, their son always showed up whenever they were in the middle of a fight. To Zander, Max was the bad guy. Knowing how stubborn her son
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NINE
That's what she told herself. She needed one second to remember how it felt like to be with him. How it felt to feel anything other than anger toward him. Max pulled her into his body as she braced her hands on his shoulders, but before their lips could touch, someone said, "Would you please move a little? You're blocking the way. " She looked up to find a young man in his early twenties grinning.Max stepped back, taking her with him just as the guy added, "There is a secluded place in the back. I'm sure no one will bother you there. I can make sure no one...""Get lost kid," Max snapped. Shrugging, the guy left. It took a few minutes for Emilia to register what the guy had suggested, then another to realize what she had almost done. Dropping her hands to her side, she moved back. Putting space between them "Em... ""No, I… I'm going to check on Zander and maybe get a new bed. One night in the one you spent with your mistress all these years was enough," she reminded him and herself.
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TEN
"I know what you're doing""I don't know what you're talking about. " The fact that he'd answered so fast only solidified his suspicions."You're trying to piss me off," Max said, observing Zander's reaction. "All those things you ordered back at the store and now all this food. You're doing it to see if I'll get mad at you." At that, he looked up. "You are my son and I've missed out on so many years of your life. I'll gladly buy you anything reasonable. If you want to order all the food on the menu, go ahead. I don't mind""You can buy me anything I want, but I still won't like you," Zander said with so much conviction that Max felt as if someone had plunged a knife into his heart. How was it possible that his only son hated him with such intensity? As each second passed, he was aware of the time he wasn't spending with him. There was a timer in his head that kept ticking, reminding him that this was yet another minute spent without knowing his boy.It made him wonder if Z
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