My husband was extremely arrogant about his affair, even during the divorce negotiations, he didn't forget to threaten me...
My husband was extremely arrogant about his affair, even during the divorce negotiations, he didn't forget to threaten me...
My husband was outrageously brazen in his infidelity, even threatening me during our divorce negotiations...
1
When I got home, I saw several pairs of shoes scattered messily at the entrance. Crushed cigarette butts littered the floor, and a smelly sock lay right in front of the door.
Nearby, a plastic bag filled with a jumble of vegetables and meat lay unattended, possibly torn, with bloody water seeping out...
My mother-in-law, Greta, was lounging on the sofa watching TV. Upon seeing me, she shouted, "Braelynn, hurry up and make dinner! You got off work at five, why are you dawdling until now?"
I pretended not to hear her.
Greta called out again, and when I didn't respond, she marched over and yelled, "Braelynn, are you deaf? I bought the groceries for you. Hurry up! Your father-in-law will finish his mahjong game soon.Do you want us to starve?"
Of course, by "my father," she meant my husband Jerold's father-my father-in-law.
"After dinner, I have to go to the community dance. You got off work at five, and it's almost six now. Where have you been, sneaking around with some man?" Greta yelled loudly again, and her words were particularly harsh.
I looked up at her, giving a meaningful smile before slowly saying, "I've already eaten. If you want to eat, cook for yourself!"
"You... have you lost your mind?" Greta's face turned beet red with anger, pointing a finger at my face, she scolded, "Is this how you behave as a daughter-in-law? How did your parents raise such a disobedient and ungrateful person?"
"I won't be your daughter-in-law for much longer," I said, taking a deep breath to suppress the overwhelming anger inside me, speaking calmly.
"What now? Another divorce tantrum?" Greta placed her hands on her hips, sneering, "Braelynn, go ahead and divorce! I've never seen someone as shameless as you. The first time you came to our house, you tried to trap my son, got pregnant, and then clung to him for dear life!"
"And you spread rumors outside, claiming my son raped you. Ugh!" Greta spat viciously in my face.
I recalled the past, my heart heavy with bitterness and unresolved anger-
On our wedding night, Jerold forced himself on me despite my being six months pregnant. He also said... we were legally married.
The result was a miscarriage; I lost the baby, and my heart was shattered. Yet, he spread rumors that I, ignoring my pregnancy, seduced him out of insatiable desire...
I wanted a divorce, but my parents and friends advised me against it, saying it was just a drunken mistake on the wedding night, and there would be more children in the future.
However, this incident became an unhealable scar between us. Naturally, Jerold never thought of making amends and grew even more domineering and arrogant afterward.
After marriage, he stopped working, idling away his days drinking and gambling. My father - in - law and mother - in - law treated me as a free nanny, while Jerold used me as an outlet for his emotions and an ATM.
Living with Jerold was unbearable, so I constantly plotted how to get a divorce.
I wanted to reclaim what was mine and seek justice...
Now, the opportunity had finally arrived.
I stood up, pushed Greta aside, opened my phone, and pulled up a photo, showing it to her with a cold voice, "Your son has found someone else. He'll be back soon to divorce me."
Greta seemed a bit stunned...
This afternoon, Jerold called me, full of swagger, telling me to pack my things and get out of the Wall Family's house.
He would bring the divorce papers and finalize our divorce.
He even threatened me over the phone, saying I'd better be sensible and sign the divorce papers quickly, or else he'd make my life miserable.
Ha!
2
The door slammed open, and my father-in-law, Karl, who spent his days playing mahjong, returned home.
The plastic bag at the door tripped him, scattering the vegetables all over the floor.
Perhaps because there was no hot meal waiting at home, or maybe he lost money at mahjong again, he was in a foul mood. Lighting a cigarette, he cursed, "Is everyone dead in this house? Why isn't dinner ready yet?"
I remained silent. Greta glanced at him, pulled him aside, and the two of them whispered together, occasionally glancing in my direction.
Around 6:30, Jerold returned, his hair meticulously styled, wearing a suit and tie, looking as if he was dressed for a somber occasion.
But that wasn't what caught my attention. What did was the familiar scent of sandalwood on him.
Jerold pulled a divorce agreement from his briefcase and slapped it onto the table in front of me. "Braelynn, haven't you always wanted a divorce? Sign the papers, and we can go to City Hall tomorrow to finalize it,"
he said, striking a pose he must have thought was suave, like something out of a TV drama.
I glanced at the divorce agreement and couldn't help but laugh in disbelief. He was the one who cheated and wanted a divorce, yet he expected me to walk away empty-handed?
"Jerold, I want this house!" I declared.
"Braelynn, wishful thinking!" Sure enough, as soon as I said that, Jerold sprang to his feet at once, pointing at me and yelling, "This house belongs to my family. Your name isn't on the property ownership certificate. What business is it of yours?"
I sneered, "Jerold, while your family did pay the five - hundred - thousand down payment, my family handled the renovations, bought the furniture, and I've been paying the mortgage for the past two years."
Without waiting for him to respond, I continued, "If you think my proposal is unreasonable, you can file for divorce. I have time to drag this out, as long as your new flame can handle it, I don't mind."
"You... you..." Jerold was so angry he was at a loss for words. "Braelynn, don't push me to the point where I might kill you."
He had said such things before, and I was used to it. I couldn't even muster the energy to be angry anymore.
I looked up at the ceiling and said slowly, "Divorce is a long battle. Civil lawsuits can be quite troublesome, and many people fail even after several attempts."
"Braelynn, take the furniture and renovations with you!" Jerold shouted, his face flushed with rage.
"I want this house!" I stood up and said, "Didn't you hear me clearly? Are you deaf? Or maybe you should discuss it with your parents? Or perhaps with your girlfriend?"
I emphasized the word "girlfriend" heavily.
3
Jerold went to his parents' room, closed the door, and began discussing in low, murmuring voices.
Initially, their voices were low, and I couldn't make out much. Jerold seemed to have made a couple of phone calls, likely to his "girlfriend." As their voices grew louder, it seemed they were arguing.
"No way, we can't give her this house," I heard Greta's voice.
"Jerold, this house is the result of your mother and my life's work," Karl, my father-in-law, said.
"Exactly, why should we just give it to her for nothing?"
"Let's gather some money from relatives and friends, offer her a tens of thousands as a breakup fee."
"Right, considering she played housekeeper for us for two years, hmph!"
"..."
"Wifey, as far as I'm concerned, this is all your fault. If you hadn't prepared the medicinal liquor to knock her out, would she have been able to latch onto our son?" I heard Karl say loudly.
In an instant, a loud "boom" went off in my head. Medicinal liquor? Knock out?
Could it be that my first time with Jerold was the result of Greta's drugging?
Jerold and I were college classmates. He pursued me for over a year before I agreed to date him, and then he found an excuse to bring me to his hometown.
At that time, Jerold's parents were very warm towards me, but I never imagined that under Greta's persuasion, I drank a small cup of wine and ended up completely unconscious.
Under those circumstances, Jerold forced himself on me. When I confronted him the next day, he shamelessly and brazenly claimed that I had been the one to seduce him while drunk.
My female friends tried to comfort me, saying, "In this day and age, it's no big deal to sleep with a guy after drinking too much." It doesn't matter.
But what I never expected was that I ended up pregnant.
We had a shotgun wedding, but on our wedding night, I lost the baby-a little girl who was already taking shape.
I wanted nothing more than to kick down the door and confront them, but I held back...
I clenched my teeth so hard that my whole body was taut with tension.
Inside, Greta's voice came again, "Old man, you blame me for this? Your son swore he had to sleep with her and forced me to come up with a plan..."
"Shh, keep your voices down," I heard Jerold say.
"I never thought I would assist in the birth of my husband's lover's child."
I discovered my husband was cheating on me through his WhatsApp profile picture. The other person is wealthy and powerful, publicly assaulted me, and caused me to lose my job, ultimately making it impossible for me to stand in the industry! I pretended to compromise, taking careful steps, and slowly closed in on them!
Once by chance, I discovered that my husband had two phones, and one of them contained secrets I was not allowed to touch. In that phone, he and his mistress were like a family, while I was just a pig waiting to be slaughtered. They had prepared a trap for me, wanting to take everything I had and leave me with nothing. When a woman no longer talks to you about feelings, it's hard to say who the real loser will be in the end.
Here’s the translation of the text into English: "When Gu Wei'an and I were together for five years, he married my stepsister, Lu Guoguo. He said, 'Lu Chen, we have no future. Love between the same sex is not accepted by the public. I’m marrying Guoguo, and we will always be a family.' Later, we got into a car accident. He rushed towards Lu Guoguo like a madman, carefully holding her as he helped her onto the ambulance, never once looking at me. Meanwhile, I had a cerebral hemorrhage and died on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was reborn. At that moment, Gu Wei'an was pinning me against the wall of the playground, his gaze deep. 'A Chen, let’s be together. Let’s resist all the rumors in this world together. I love…' 'I'm sorry, Gu Wei'an, but I have someone I like now, and it’s not you.'"
I am a canary, attracting both the school bully and the top student, who compete for my affection and jealousy. Outsiders envy and resent me, saying I am living a glamorous life, soaring to new heights like a phoenix. They don’t know that a bird in a cage only longs for freedom. Under the guise of love, the two have imprisoned me for years; all I see are iron bars, shackles, and the bruises covering my body. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back to the time when these two fools didn’t even know me. Damn it, let this canary be whoever wants to be one.
Here is the translation of the text into English: "I am the true daughter of the Gu family. My adoptive parents abuse me. My biological parents think I am not as good as the fake daughter. My fiancé despises me and sends me to a mental hospital. They want me to atone for the fake daughter. But I don’t know what I did wrong. After being beaten and electrocuted, I finally understood. Falling in love with Zhou Yunsen was my mistake. I need to forget him. The diary, burn it. The gifts, throw them away. The birthmark he liked, scratch it out. If Zhou Yunsen appears in my eyes, then I will gouge out my eyes. 'Great, Zhou Yunsen, you have finally disappeared completely.' But he went crazy."
For my entire life, I believed my Alpha, Kaelen, was my fated mate. A sacred gift from the Moon Goddess. But on the eve of my eighteenth birthday, he presented another she-wolf, Seraphina, as his chosen Luna, using a borrowed pup in a cruel plot to crush my spirit. When Rogues attacked our pack, a silver chandelier fell towards us. Kaelen lunged past me without a glance, shielding Seraphina with his own body while I was left to be crushed. He never even looked back. Later, after falsely accusing me of hurting her, he dragged my injured body to an ice-cold hydrotherapy pool and shoved me under the water. As I struggled to breathe, he loomed over me, his voice a roar of command. "If you ever touch her again, I will strip you of your name and make you Rogue." Watching the man I loved try to kill me, the last of my hope finally turned to ash. That night, I accepted an offer to join the Silverwood Pack. Then, I walked to the forge and tossed every memento he'd ever given me into the flames, watching the girl who loved him burn away forever.
"GET THIS FAT, SHAPELESS COW OUT OF MY PRESENCE!" I claimed our Alpha as my mate, he insulted and rejected me in front of the whole pack, resisting the mate bond. "GET THIS FAT, SHAPELESS COW OUT OF MY PRESENCE!" He said, and even with his cruel words, my wolf whined and cried out to him. Getting sold later for a few pennies was the worst heartbreak I could ever wish for. But not until I got a second chance at love with the Howling Alphas. Being mated to 2 Alphas isn't a problem. But there are more and they're all fighting for my attention. With war looming amongst the werewolf clan and plentiful revelations from the Moon Goddess, I'm presented as the solution to the ultimate problem, but that would mean even more pain for me. Will my mates choose me over their pack and the entire werewolf clan, even though they have little or no choice in the matter? Yet, with the ongoing chaos, someone is still staking his claim on me. Who is this man?
My mate, Alpha Damien, was holding a sacred naming ceremony for his heir. The only problem? He was celebrating a pup he had with Lyra, a rogue he brought into our pack. And I, his true mate, four months pregnant with his actual heir, was the only one not invited. When I confronted her, she clawed her own arm, drew blood, and screamed that I had attacked her. Damien saw her performance and didn't even look at me. He snarled, using his Alpha's Command to force me to leave, the power of our bond twisted into a weapon against me. Later, she attacked me for real, making me fall. As blood bloomed on my dress, threatening our child's life, she tossed her own pup onto a rug and screamed that I had tried to kill him. Damien burst in, saw me bleeding on the floor, and didn't hesitate. He scooped Lyra's screaming pup into his arms and sprinted away to find a healer, leaving me and his true heir to die. But as I lay there, my mother's voice echoed in my mind through our own link. My family's escort was waiting for me just beyond the territory border. He was about to find out that the Omega he threw away was actually the princess of the most powerful pack in the world.
My husband was in the shower, the sound of water a familiar rhythm to our mornings. I was just placing a cup of coffee on his desk, a small ritual in our five years of what I thought was a perfect marriage. Then, an email notification flashed on his laptop: "You're invited to the Christening of Leo Thomas." Our last name. The sender: Hayden Cleveland, a social media influencer. An icy dread settled in. It was an invitation for his son, a son I didn't know existed. I went to the church, hidden in the shadows, and saw him holding a baby, a little boy with his dark hair and eyes. Hayden Cleveland, the mother, leaned on his shoulder, a picture of domestic bliss. They looked like a family. A perfect, happy family. My world crumbled. I remembered him refusing to have a baby with me, citing work pressure. All his business trips, the late nights-were they spent with them? The lie was so easy for him. How could I have been so blind? I called the Zurich Architectural Fellowship, a prestigious program I had deferred for him. "I' d like to accept the fellowship," I said, my voice eerily calm. "I can leave immediately."
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
In her past life, she trusted the wrong people-and betrayed the one man who loved her most. Blinded by lies, she pushed her fiancé into ruin. Yet even as the world turned against him, he forgave her. And in the end, he slaughtered all her enemies, before using the final blade to follow her into death. Now reborn, she swears to rewrite her fate. This time, she tears apart the fake innocents, crushes the traitors, and rises in brilliance-only for one purpose: to win back the heart of the man she once destroyed. But little does she know. He never truly left. From the shadows, he has already laid his trap, created a world where she can only fall-back into his arms. A love once buried in blood and regret will now reignite amidst vengeance, redemption, and fate's cruel game.
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