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Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. How much is it?
Hi readers! I trust you’re enjoying this book :)Please do not forget to comment your thoughts down below, it would really mean a lot to me.Thanks again for giving my book a chance.Best regards,——————————————————“You haven’t really told me how you got into my office. No one knows the password except me,” he said.“Well, let’s just say I have my ways. Now let’s talk business,” I said, immediately diverting the topic. “About my father’s company, I’m here for the documents,” I said, and I watched a kind of emotion cross his face—not the kind I expected; he was completely pleased by my words.“Sure, I know you’re still mad at me for pulling that stunt on you, but I had to get you in a way you weren’t expecting,” he said, searching for the documents on his desk while I ignored him.All I wanted was to get the hell out of there.“Here,” he said, handing me a file—one that resembled the one he carried the first time I encountered him. It was the same.“Here are all the documents you need
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. Danger!
“How much is it?”“Let’s just say your father was a quadrillionaire, which means—” he said, brow raised. “Are you for real? Am I a quadrillionaire?” I asked as he nodded. “Yes, Ethan, you are. But I trust that you will be able to multiply that over the years, with your new company and others to come. I believe you will make triple that in the next few months,” Marcus said, picking up his phone because it had just buzzed with a text.“Hold on, I have to make a quick call,” he said, getting to his feet to leave.In the few times I had been with Marcus, he wouldn’t step out to make a phone call if he wasn’t hiding something from me.Thankfully, I had all I needed right now, and all I had to do was find my way forward, away from this mess.I stood up to leave as well, but when I got to the door, I paused.I could hear Marcus speaking to someone on the phone again; this time his tone was lower because he obviously didn’t want me to hear him.I leaned in closer, pressing my ear to the doo
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. Bang!!!
“Over there! It’s him!” one of them yelled, and I felt my heart drop as they charged toward me.I needed to hide—there was no way I could take on six armed men.But just before I could retreat, I spotted a metal pipe on the ground. It wouldn’t do much against guns, but I had to try.I crouched behind the wall, clutching the pipe tightly, my breath quickening as I listened to the approaching footsteps.Suddenly, one of the men lunged forward, gun raised and aimed directly at me. In a split second, I wiped the gun aside with the pipe, the metal clanging against the weapon. Before he could react, I smashed the pipe into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him.As he stumbled back, I instinctively used his body as a shield, feeling the bullets whizz past me. I began to panic again, but I kept my focus.With a quick glance, I saw the fallen gun on the ground. I bent low, snatching it up just as the remaining men regrouped and aimed their weapons in my direction.I squeezed the trigger, f
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. Chapter one; intimidated.
I knocked on my wife’s door, waiting for her to give me permission to come in. But I didn’t hear her voice. I know, husbands and wives are meant to share a room and a bed, but that isn’t the case for Nora and me. We’ve been married for four years, but this is where our marriage has ended up. Four years ago, everything was different. I can vividly remember the last day of college when Nora approached me, confessing her feelings for me, which left me stunned because she was a wealthy girl from an opulent background. Compared to me, I was just a penniless orphan with nothing to offer her. As our relationship grew, her family began to despise me for being poor and lacking prospects. Initially, Nora stood by me, but the pressure on her became unbearable. And Eventually, she broke down. Things began to take a turn as every day became a reminder of how useless and worthless I was to her. I still didn’t give up. I tried countless businesses, determined to prove I could be a better man
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. Another man?
TWO DAYS LATER. I sat in the small cell of the police station, my gaze fixed downwards as thoughts of the incident two days ago swirled in my mind. It felt surreal—arrested for punching Adrian. But honestly, I didn’t regret it. The satisfaction of finally standing up for myself outweighed the consequences. Despite the nagging thought that no one would bail me out, I tried so hard to push it away. A few minutes later, an officer approached my cell, eyeing me with disgust. Slowly, and with a sense of arrogance, the officer unlocked the gate and gestured for me to step out. I hesitated, confused. What was happening? I was sure no one from that family would bail me out, not even Nora. So why was he telling me to step outside? “Step out,” the officer said, his voice flat. “You’re being released.” I blinked, still processing what was going on. Was this a joke? Or a setup? I thought to myself. But slowly, I stepped outside, bracing myself and getting prepared for whatever
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. All, Over...
The moment she raised her hand to show me her ring, I felt my heart shatter. I wanted to speak; I wanted to scream, yell! But I held my tongue. I turned to leave, but she yelled again. “And wait!” I paused. This time, I didn't turn back to them. “You're also leaving,” she said. I frowned, finally turning to her, taken aback. “Right now?” I asked, wondering how heartless and cruel she could be. Nora clearly knew I had nowhere to go, yet she had the audacity to tell me I would be leaving. “First you cheat on me, then you serve me divorce papers, and as if that's not enough, you’re asking me to leave?” “Yes! And you will leave right now!” I turned back quickly as I heard Mrs. Thompson approach us. She smiled at Nora, who slowly put on her robe. Hans leaned back as if watching an interesting scene unfold. I shut my eyes in annoyance because I knew things would only escalate while Mrs. Thompson was there. This can't be happening. “I hope you're not refusing to leave. We
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. No Way!
Without a second thought, I lunged forward, shoving the first guard aside. He stumbled back, his smirk fading into shock. I didn’t wait to see where he landed; I focused on the other two. One of them swung a baton at me, but I ducked just in time, feeling the rush of air as it past me. I countered with a quick jab to his gut, the satisfaction of impact jolting me. He doubled over, gasping for breath. The third guard, now enraged, charged at me. I sidestepped, using his speed against him. He crashed into the wall, a grunt escaping his lips. The first guard was back on his feet, but I was ready for him. As he lunged, I grabbed his arm, twisting it behind him. “Arghhhh!” He screamed in pain and I felt the satisfying snap of his grip loosening as I pivoted, sending him crashing to the ground. Finally, I stood over them, panting heavily. The three guards sprawled on the ground, whimpering in pain, all defeated. I took a slow breath, before I spoke. “You can’t mess with
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. I’ll do it…
“Good day, Mr. Ethan. It’s nice to see you.” The man smiled warmly, but shock coursed through me. How did he know my name? I swear I have never seen this people in my life.( scuffs) This had to be a prank. Maybe the Thompsons were pulling some ridiculous stunt on me. But, looking at these men, with their polished suits and commanding presence, it felt like a stretch. They looked like they belonged to a world far beyond the reach of the Thompsons—like they were these secret detectives straight out of a movie. “How do you know my name? And why am I here?” I questioned, my brow furrowing in confusion. The man didn’t respond immediately; he just maintained that unnerving smile as he handed me the files he held. I took them, my frown deepening. What was going on? As I flipped through the pages, wondering what I was supposed to do with the files, my heart dropped when I saw a picture tucked inside. It was a photo of a man who looked strikingly like me, only a bit older. Beside him s
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“Over there! It’s him!” one of them yelled, and I felt my heart drop as they charged toward me.I needed to hide—there was no way I could take on six armed men.But just before I could retreat, I spotted a metal pipe on the ground. It wouldn’t do much against guns, but I had to try.I crouched behind the wall, clutching the pipe tightly, my breath quickening as I listened to the approaching footsteps.Suddenly, one of the men lunged forward, gun raised and aimed directly at me. In a split second, I wiped the gun aside with the pipe, the metal clanging against the weapon. Before he could react, I smashed the pipe into his stomach, knocking the wind out of him.As he stumbled back, I instinctively used his body as a shield, feeling the bullets whizz past me. I began to panic again, but I kept my focus.With a quick glance, I saw the fallen gun on the ground. I bent low, snatching it up just as the remaining men regrouped and aimed their weapons in my direction.I squeezed the trigger, f
Danger!
“How much is it?”“Let’s just say your father was a quadrillionaire, which means—” he said, brow raised. “Are you for real? Am I a quadrillionaire?” I asked as he nodded. “Yes, Ethan, you are. But I trust that you will be able to multiply that over the years, with your new company and others to come. I believe you will make triple that in the next few months,” Marcus said, picking up his phone because it had just buzzed with a text.“Hold on, I have to make a quick call,” he said, getting to his feet to leave.In the few times I had been with Marcus, he wouldn’t step out to make a phone call if he wasn’t hiding something from me.Thankfully, I had all I needed right now, and all I had to do was find my way forward, away from this mess.I stood up to leave as well, but when I got to the door, I paused.I could hear Marcus speaking to someone on the phone again; this time his tone was lower because he obviously didn’t want me to hear him.I leaned in closer, pressing my ear to the doo
How much is it?
Hi readers! I trust you’re enjoying this book :)Please do not forget to comment your thoughts down below, it would really mean a lot to me.Thanks again for giving my book a chance.Best regards,——————————————————“You haven’t really told me how you got into my office. No one knows the password except me,” he said.“Well, let’s just say I have my ways. Now let’s talk business,” I said, immediately diverting the topic. “About my father’s company, I’m here for the documents,” I said, and I watched a kind of emotion cross his face—not the kind I expected; he was completely pleased by my words.“Sure, I know you’re still mad at me for pulling that stunt on you, but I had to get you in a way you weren’t expecting,” he said, searching for the documents on his desk while I ignored him.All I wanted was to get the hell out of there.“Here,” he said, handing me a file—one that resembled the one he carried the first time I encountered him. It was the same.“Here are all the documents you need
An Urgent Message.
“Uh, about that, I, um,” I stuttered, unable to find the right words when I heard a knock on the door.“Who is it?” Marcus asked. “It’s me, sir. I have an urgent message for you,” came an unfamiliar voice, that of a lady.Marcus pressed a button on the controller to let her in.Once the door opened, my eyes caught sight of a brown-haired, middle-aged lady. She glanced up at me, her eyes flickering in shock, but she immediately masked it with a smile.“Good day, sir,” she greeted, and I nodded, wondering if she knew about Marcus’s plan or if there was something else in the way she looked at me.“Sir, we have news on the Orions. They were spotted boarding their private jets,” the lady said, handing Marcus some pictures while she handed me some as well.I took them from her, even though my initial plan was to get out of there. I needed to play things safe for my own life.I glanced at the pictures. It showed a man wearing sunglasses, with black hair and a black coat, alongside a woman
What do I do?
“Yes, the surgery was successful; soon it would begin to have an impact on him, just like the plan…”I stood frozen, dumbstruck. What plan?As I stood outside the office door, my heart raced. The voice was unmistakably Marcus's, but the words sent a chill down my spine. I leaned closer to the door, straining to catch more of the conversation.“We need to make sure he remains unaware of our intentions. If he finds out too soon, it could jeopardize everything,” Marcus continued.I frowned, placing my hand on my chest. What was inside my chest? What could he possibly be planning? And who was he? The true him.I wanted to react, to ask him who he was and what he wanted from me, but I forced myself to stay quiet and listen.“...I know, but the timing has to be perfect. If we act too soon, we risk losing the advantage. You know how important he is to us,” Marcus said again, his tone laced with an urgency I had never heard before.Suddenly, the door creaked open slightly, and I stumbled bac
The plan.
“Well, about Marcus,” he started, turning back to face me. “I wouldn’t say I know him on a hundred percent level, but he seems genuinely interested in…” He paused, looking out the window again.I was about to ask him why his body language told me otherwise when I heard my phone ring. I pulled it out of my pocket, staring at the screen. It was Josh, FaceTiming me.I answered the call, and the first expression he gave was shock. “Dude! You’re driving?” Josh asked, and I smiled. “Why do you all keep acting like I don’t have hands or legs? I am driving because I can.”“Don’t get me wrong; we’re all just being concerned for you. You’ve handled a lot lately, and risking your health is something I personally don’t want you to do,” Josh said, and I felt a bit joyful at his words. “Thanks, man,” I replied.“So where are you heading?” Josh asked. “Uh, I want to go grab some coffee, maybe with some croissants. I haven’t had those in a while,” I said, turning to see Nathan staring at me, confused
How well do you know Marcus?
TWO WEEK LATERTwo week later, I was finally discharged from the hospital, and thankfully, my recovery was progressing quickly.Lying on my bed, I heard my phone buzz against the table. I reached for it and stared at the screen—it was an unknown number.For a few moments, I hesitated, unsure if I should answer. But curiosity got the better of me.“Hello?” I said.“You promised to show up.” The voice sounded familiar. It was Lilia’s.“Oh shit,” I cursed under my breath. “Hi Lila, I’m sorry. I got caught up with work,” I lied, recalling our last conversation. That night our conversation was real.“I understand that you must be so be busy with all the work you do. How about we meet up tonight?” she suggested.Just as I was about to respond, my door gently opened, revealing Vivian, one of my chefs. She held a white tray containing my breakfast.“You can leave it over there,” I instructed, trying to focus back on my call with Lila.“How about we meet up next week?” I suggested, but then th
Marcus?
I tried to get up, noticing I could no longer feel any pain.“It’s time to die, just like your father did,” I heard him finally mutter out loud. But why did his voice sound so familiar?I sat up, pulling out the IVs connected to my body. Since he hadn’t pulled the trigger yet, I asked, “If you’re here to kill me, why don’t you show me your face? You’re going to kill me anyway.” I heard him giggle.“You’re right,” he said shortly before taking off the ski mask he had on.In the process of taking off his mask, I attempted to move, but he was too quick, and I sat there still.But a loud gasp escaped my lips when my eyes landed on… Marcus.“Marcus,” I mumbled, my voice barely above a whisper. “What are you doing? Why do you want to kill me?” I asked, but before I knew it, I watched him pull the trigger.“Bang!”“Arghh!” I screamed, jolting up from my sleep. It was a dream, a fucking nightmare.I could feel my heart pounding heavily in my chest, my whole body trembling, yet, aching from th
Shit!…
ETHAN'S POVLater that night, as I was drifting off to sleep, my phone rang.I tried to reach for it, but my body felt heavy. Then I remembered I could answer without moving. I called out, “Alexa, answer the call!”“On it, Sir,” she replied, and within seconds, the call connected.“Hey Ethan, it’s me, Lila,” I heard her voice.“Lila,” I mumbled, realizing we hadn’t spoken in months. Ever since the incident with Nora, I hadn’t reached out, and then the accident happened. A lot has happened in the past few months and I honestly forgot to reach out.“It’s been a while,” I said.“Yeah, you decided to ditch me for her, right?” Lila’s tone was playful, but I frowned, slightly amused.“What? Who?”“The other lady that night,” she said, and I couldn’t help but smile.“You left; I didn’t ditch you. That was my ex-wife,” I explained. Silence followed, and I could sense her confusion.“Oh, I didn’t know,” she finally responded.“Yeah, it’s fine.” I simply said.“So the reason I called…” She pa
