All Chapters of An Eye for an Eye: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I went to the hospital to pick up a diagnosis report on the day my daughter, Cherie Lambert, went missing. Earlier, I had my husband, Marcus Lambert, pick her up at the kindergarten."Don't worry, honey! I promise that I'll bring our beloved princess home safe and sound!" To think I'd end up making eye contact with the same man who had given me that promise over the phone in the hospital's corridor around the corner. He looked pretty shocked to see me. Also, he happened to have an arm wrapped around a young woman's shoulders.I knew who she was. That was the useless intern Marcus had complained to me about every day. Her name was Sylvia Wells.The moment Marcus saw me, he released his hold on her right away. Sylvia shrank away from me as she moved to hide behind Marcus timidly. One of her hands instinctively protected her belly, while the other moved to tug at the hem of Marcus' shirt after a moment's hesitation."Didn't you go pick Cher up?"Marcus strode forward in wide st

"Argh! What makes you think you have the right to strike him like that, you old hag?"When Sylvia saw her beloved man getting slapped by me, she rushed toward me while shrieking at the top of her lungs. She was acting like a protective mother hen at the moment.I decided to ignore Sylvia, opting to stare at Marcus instead.Sylvia shoved me roughly, causing my abdomen to crash against the edge of the bed. Color drained from my face instantly as waves of intense pain hit me. I could barely stand up straight because of the excruciating pain."Honey!"But Sylvia quickly rushed forward to hug Marcus' arm in an attempt to stop him from helping me up."Get lost, you insufferable woman!"Marcus pulled his arm free from Sylvia's embrace and pushed her away, sending her tumbling to the floor. Then, he picked me up from the floor as he wanted to put me on the hospital bed to check my injury.I just struggled against Marcus wildly so that I could hop off his arms. "How filthy!"I was talk

Marcus stared at me immediately. There were flashes of shock, fear, and uneasiness in his eyes.I forced out a smile. "You know what I'm like. I've never lied to you. Besides, I don't know how to act. After all, you of all people know how tiring it is to put up an act, right?"Marcus didn't doubt me at all. He believed every word I said, just like how I once believed he'd remain loyal to me forever.But based on how things have progressed until now, we were no longer the same version of ourselves when we first met. Marcus started panting heavily all of a sudden. His eyes teared up as well.He rushed up to me and hugged me. "Stop talking about it, Jo! Please, just stop talking about it! You won't die! I won't let you die!"I shoved Marcus away in response. I watched impassively as he collapsed onto the spread of glass shards on the floor. His embrace used to bring me warmth and comfort. Now, it brought me nothing but disgust.Marcus couldn't care less about the fresh injuries

Thanks to this incident, Marcus was on the verge of breaking things off with his family. Still, he left the Lambert family and started his own company.Since then, he never returned to Lambert Manor. He didn't even step foot into the place to wish Mdm. Meredith happy birthday. All he did was have his assistant deliver her a gift to show his sincerity.Meanwhile, Cher, who was forced to share the same birthday as Mdm. Meredith, was spoiled and pampered by Marcus. Since I had to go through hell and high water just to give birth to her, Marcus ended up naming her "Cherie", which indicated how precious and beloved she was.As time passed, Marcus began treating Cher and me better. He was in charge of all the house chores and refused to let me handle any of them.He was worried that I might suffer from postpartum depression, so he'd take care of my fragile mental state every day. Heck, he didn't even have the guts to speak to me loudly.Marcus would always take Cher and me to the amusem

I came from an extremely shitty background. My parents were uncaring bastards who didn't give a damn about their own daughter. They didn't want to spend a single cent on me since I was young.I could only wear hand-me-downs procured from other people to school. Heck, I couldn't even afford my own school uniform.Marcus was the one who had bought me my first uniform and had my homeroom teacher hand it to me. However, he didn't tell me he was the one who had bought it for me.Snacks began overflowing my desk drawer, but my classmates claimed that I had stolen them. Lucy was the only one who had spoken up for me, yet she became their target of bullying.After that, Marcus personally dealt with the matter. He began openly pursuing me, but I kept avoiding him out of fear that the girls kept targeting me maliciously. Some time later, Marcus started keeping a low profile. He learned how to protect me from the shadows. I thought I'd be able to survive my high school years under Marcus' p