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Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. Shit!
NORA’S POVThe sound of my alarm rang loudly, jolting me from my sleep.The first thought that crossed my mind was Ethan—my encounter with him last night.Never in my life had I imagined Ethan like that. What happened to him? Why didn’t he end up poorer? How did he get so damn rich? He even owned a Lamborghini! This is sick. So sick!I shifted my gaze to my phone on the bedside table as it started ringing.Reaching for it, I saw the caller ID: `Mum`.“Mum,” I spoke as soon as I answered the call.“Baby, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” she asked in a panic. Seriously?!“Why are you panicking now? I called you countless times last night, and you didn’t pick up. Now you’re in a frenzy as if whatever danger I was in wouldn’t have harmed me by now,” I replied.From my peripheral vision, I could see Hans was already awake, staring at me.“Honey, I’m so sorry! I had a long day and fell deeply asleep,” she said, and I rolled my eyes.“Why did you call? I hope everything is fine?” she asked, and
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. Nathan..
Hi there,At this point, I want to say thank you for giving this book a chance.If you're loving this book, please don't forget to share your thoughts in the comments section, I am looking forward to them.See you later! ;)-----------------------------ETHAN'S POV."Aren't you thinking about running your new company? I can make plans to get everything set. I just need your approval," Marcus said, his gaze fixed on his phone as he sat across from my home office desk."Well," I lifted my hands, the question really registering now.What do I say? I couldn't tell him that, although I am excited to run this tech company—something that's always been my dream—I feel a bit nervous, scared even."Well?" Marcus asked, brow raised, pulling my attention back to him. "Well, I would love that. When do we start?" I asked, blowing out a rush of air through my mouth."We could start making plans now. Definitely, in a few weeks, the company would start running," Marcus said, and I gave him a smirk,
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. 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
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. 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
Ex-husband's Sweetest Revenge. 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
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
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
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All mum…
Luckily, just as I was dealing with the arrogant receptionist, my attention was drawn to a figure entering the mall. This man exuded power; everyone turned to look at him, some trying to maintain their composure, just like the receptionist, whose pride faltered for a moment.A smile crept across my face as an idea clicked in my mind. I had no time to waste, but I refused to let that moron get away with his mockery.Just as I was about to approach the powerful newcomer, I noticed a group of men in black suits rushing through the entrance. There were six of them, and as their eyes locked onto me, a chill ran down my spine—I knew they were there to kill me.I turned to run, but the unmistakable sound of gunfire echoed through the mall as they fired at me.“Bang! Bang!”I kept running without looking back, needing to find a safe place as people screamed and scattered in every direction, shopping bags flying as panic set in. I whipped out my gun, dashing toward a nearby store. Inside, I du
Again.
As I fought with the decision, the bike swerved slightly, reminding me of the risks and dangers around me.My heart raced not just from fear but from the uncertainty of who I could trust.“What if this is a trap?” I thought, recalling every moment of deceit I’d encountered with Marcus.Why did Marcus want me dead? Was he the one who had killed my father?While still contemplating, my phone began to buzz again, consistently this time.I answered, placing the phone to my ear when I heard Josh call to me. “Ethan,” he said, and I fell silent, unable to speak because there was something unfamiliar about Josh's voice—he sounded a bit desperate, or at least that’s what I thought.I took a deep breath before answering him, keeping my eyes on the road.“Josh!” I said, trying to mask the panic in my voice.“Where are you?!” he demanded, urgency echoing louder through the speaker.“I’m on the highway,” I replied. “I heard what happened. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” He asked, and I felt a sudden
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
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
