All Chapters of EX-WIFE'S REVENGE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

MARIANNE After a quick shower, I laid beside Troy, feeling his warmth against me as I drifted off into a deep, peaceful sleep. When I woke up in the morning, the bed was empty, with no sign of Troy. I stretched my hand across the cool sheets, wondering if last night had all been a dream. A soft laugh escaped my lips, realizing that the scattered evidence—my clothes tossed on the floor and the fact that I was naked—proved otherwise. I freshened up, choosing a sleek, fitted white dress that hugged my figure and made me feel both powerful and beautiful. As I walked out of my room, a mouth-watering aroma filled the air, leading me to the kitchen. My stomach grumbled, and I found myself smiling as I spotted Troy, focused on making breakfast. Without a second thought, I wrapped my arms around him from behind, resting my head against his back as I whispered, "Good morning, hubby." He turned with a grin, his eyes warm as they met mine. "Good morning, Cherie. I was hoping to serve yo

MARIANNE Mildred lifted her gaze, which had been lowered, and stared at me in surprise. Her face was pale, and her eyes shimmered with a raw pain, but I couldn’t care less about her suffering. “What are you doing here, ma’am?” she asked in a trembling voice. I smiled, a touch of irony in my tone. “Is that the right question to ask the person who saved your life?” She gasped, her hand covering her mouth. “You... you saved my life?” “Let me show you something,” I replied, my voice steady as I took out my phone. Navigating to my gallery, I selected a video clip and turned the screen toward her. It captured the very moment Tony had thrown her into the river, rain pouring down on them. Her eyes widened in horror as she watched, unable to tear her gaze away. “Tony… he threw me into the river… he left me to die?” “Yes, even though he knew you were still alive,” I said coldly. “Last night, he threw you into that river, condemning you to a death as horrible as any punishment he c

MARIANNE I waved Troy goodbye once again as he turned and got into his car. The moment he drove off, I went back inside, locked the door, and took out the gift he had given me. It was a stunning, floor-length red dress that practically radiated elegance and allure. The fabric was a rich, silky material that caught the light, with a daring slit down one side and a neckline that hinted at sophistication while teasing a bit of skin. Its deep crimson shade promised an unforgettable evening, perfect for a night filled with luxury and romance. "Wow!" I exclaimed as I stared at the dress, running my fingers over the soft fabric, feeling its weight and beauty. "He has such good taste," I admitted, before dashing into my room to get ready. I took my time with a hot, luxurious bath, feeling the warm water relax every muscle in my body. I brushed my teeth, the minty freshness leaving me invigorated. Wrapping myself in a plush towel, I moved to the mirror and began styling my hair, ca

MARIANNE Troy's lips brushed against mine gently at first, then he deepened the kiss, parting my mouth with his tongue. A soft moan escaped me as I closed my eyes, surrendering to the warmth of his touch. He sucked on my lower lip, threading his fingers through my hair, tugging gently before letting his hand trail down to the neckline of my dress. His fingers slipped beneath the fabric, cupping my breast and brushing his thumb over my nipple, igniting a fire beneath my skin. Releasing my hair, his hand slid down, finding the slit in my dress and moving higher along my thigh until his fingers traced the edge of my g-string, teasing me with his touch. He paused, holding my gaze as he shrugged off his jacket, quickly removing his shirt and pants, leaving him clad only in his briefs. With a steady grip, he lifted me, settling me onto the bathroom counter, my back pressed against the mirror’s cool surface. Slowly, he reached for my panties, sliding them down with deliberate slownes

MARIANNE The policemen at the door barged into the house at this moment, and Mildred quickly came forward. Britney's eyes were wide with shock, while Sharon folded her arms, watching the scene quietly, her expression unreadable. Realizing that Mildred was not a ghost as he had thought, Tony suddenly yelled, "What are you all doing in my house? Get out, or else I'll sue you all!" I scoffed, "Your house? Are you certain that this house belongs to you?" Tony gulped, a hint of fear flashing across his face, while Mildred pointed both hands at him, her voice filled with fury as she spat, "That is the man who tried to kill me. He threw me down the stairs and carried my unconscious body to the river, tossing it in so I would die a horrible death, my body never to be discovered." Both his wife, Britney, and his mistress, Maya, were present when he threw me down the stairs." Despite the AC in the house, beads of sweat began to form on Tony's face, a visible testament to his guilt.