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Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. Beep! Beep!
“Beep, beep, beep.” The sound of the heart monitor pulsed steadily, pulling me from the darkness. I blinked, struggling to adjust to the bright fluorescent lights above. I could feel a dull ache throb through my head to toe, Confusion settling in as I tried to piece together what had happened to me.I glanced around the hospital room. The white walls felt cold and clinical, and beeping machines surrounded me. An IV drip hung from a stand beside my bed, the tube snaking down to my arm. I panicked , trying to move, but a sharp pain shot through me, forcing a gasp from my lips. “Arghh!” I groaned in pain, pain shooting through my veins.“Ethan ,” a familiar voice called to me as I turned my head to see Marcus standing with a doctor near the door. Their faces shifting from worry to relief as they noticed I was awake, but something about Marcus’s expression felt off.“What am I doing here?” I managed to croak, my throat dry and scratchy.“Don’t you remember? You got into a fatal acc
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. What?!
I stared at Marcus, trying to process what he had just said. “A mechanical heart? How does that even work?” This was my first time hearing of such a thing.“It pumps blood like a regular heart,” the doctor replied, his tone serious. “You’ll need to be careful and stick to your treatment plan, but many people manage well with it.”A wave of anger bubbled up inside me. “You brought me into this whole mess!” I snapped at Marcus, my voice rising. “If you hadn’t forced me into becoming who my father was—who you know I’m not—none of this would have happened!”“Ethan, please,” Marcus tried to interject, his voice calm but firm. “I am doing what I know is best for you. You have to understand, you aren’t just a normal human. You haven’t realized it yet, but there’s something more to you, something beyond typical human nature.”“What are you talking about?” I shot back, confusion mingling with my rage.“You wouldn’t understand it now, but sooner or later, you will. You just have to adapt to th
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. 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
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. 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
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. 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
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. 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
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
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“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
What?!
I stared at Marcus, trying to process what he had just said. “A mechanical heart? How does that even work?” This was my first time hearing of such a thing.“It pumps blood like a regular heart,” the doctor replied, his tone serious. “You’ll need to be careful and stick to your treatment plan, but many people manage well with it.”A wave of anger bubbled up inside me. “You brought me into this whole mess!” I snapped at Marcus, my voice rising. “If you hadn’t forced me into becoming who my father was—who you know I’m not—none of this would have happened!”“Ethan, please,” Marcus tried to interject, his voice calm but firm. “I am doing what I know is best for you. You have to understand, you aren’t just a normal human. You haven’t realized it yet, but there’s something more to you, something beyond typical human nature.”“What are you talking about?” I shot back, confusion mingling with my rage.“You wouldn’t understand it now, but sooner or later, you will. You just have to adapt to th
Beep! Beep!
“Beep, beep, beep.” The sound of the heart monitor pulsed steadily, pulling me from the darkness. I blinked, struggling to adjust to the bright fluorescent lights above. I could feel a dull ache throb through my head to toe, Confusion settling in as I tried to piece together what had happened to me.I glanced around the hospital room. The white walls felt cold and clinical, and beeping machines surrounded me. An IV drip hung from a stand beside my bed, the tube snaking down to my arm. I panicked , trying to move, but a sharp pain shot through me, forcing a gasp from my lips. “Arghh!” I groaned in pain, pain shooting through my veins.“Ethan ,” a familiar voice called to me as I turned my head to see Marcus standing with a doctor near the door. Their faces shifting from worry to relief as they noticed I was awake, but something about Marcus’s expression felt off.“What am I doing here?” I managed to croak, my throat dry and scratchy.“Don’t you remember? You got into a fatal acc
BAM!!!
“Th—This was all a joke? It wasn’t real? We weren’t being attacked?” I asked, disbelief washing over me.“Well, we were actually being attacked,” Marcus replied, rising to dust off his clothes. “It’s more like a test; And You failed,” he added, as the leader also got up, followed by a few of his men. The bodies scattered on the floor were the ones I had taken down—either dead or unconscious. But what did he mean by I failed? What was the test even about?I turned around, confusion swirling in my mind. “What test? And why would you say I failed? What did I do wrong?” I demanded. Anger and frustration bubbled inside me, but I tried to keep my cool.“You see, you did everything you were supposed to do correctly. But when it came time to leave—what did I tell you about emotions? There shouldn’t be any feelings attached to this; it’s just work.”“But this wasn’t about my emotions! I did what any fucking normal human would do!” I yelled.“But we aren’t normal humans; we’re beyond human thin
Fuck!!!
Panic surged through me as we hid behind one of the office doors, listening to the heavy footsteps echoing outside.The armed men were surrounding every corner inside. I could tell from the sound of footsteps outside.“Come out, Ethan! We know you’re in there! You have two options: surrender now, or we’ll break down this door.” A voice that seemed to be the leader yelled as Marcus and I exchanged a glance.“Marcus, we can’t just wait to be taken. We need a plan, or they'll kill us,” I whispered urgently.He nodded, running his hand through his hair. “If we can find something to defend ourselves with, we might stand a chance.”I scanned the room, desperate. My eyes landed on a maintenance box. “There! We can grab tools from there!” I said, quickly heading towards the box while Marcus did the same.I grabbed a sturdy wrench and a couple of heavy-duty screwdrivers.“Do you think this is enough?” Marcus asked, gripping a pipe tightly.“It’ll have to be,” I replied, steeling myself."Alrig
Danger..
I stepped out of my white Porsche, feeling the cool air as I looked up at the skyscraper before me, my new company.Honestly, I couldn’t wait to make this company one of the biggest, elite companies in the state. I haven't even thought of a name yet.Just as I was admiring the towering skyscraper, I heard a loud engine noise behind me. It was Marcus, pulling up behind me.Since we were a bit free, we had planned to meet up here, maybe to discuss more about the company.“Hey, Ethan,” Marcus said calmly with a nod as he approached me.“Good day, Marcus. Thanks for being a bit late,” I teased. He giggled, shrugging.“I was stuck in traffic,” he said, obviously hiding his laugh. I knew if I were the one to be late, he would have acted like I had committed a huge crime.“Where’s Nathan?” Marcus asked, a frown forming on his face.“I—I told him to stay back,” I said.“Why? He’s not being paid to just sit at home while you roam around unprotected.”“I’m not roaming around; this is an empty
