The Unwanted Wife: Revenge After Divorce

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person on the other end picked up. "I would like to make a

said the woman.

and kept my fingers crossed. I wanted my anniversary t

very fancy, very exclusive one,

d a sigh

e said, "We have a

details for the evening. The woman assured me I would be getting the VIP treatment whe

up. I stood up to get my computer and cau

school girl who had just gotten her first date to the prom. Only this was better

e perfect gift for him online: a Patek watch worth $25,000. I order

new Noah would get me something more expensiv

r to resist the temptation of staring at the clock every few minutes, impatiently waiting f

or. With a huge grin on my face, I ran towards him. My steps faltered a bit when I noticed that he looked rather

ps curled in disgust. It was like he had smelled something bad. I froze, frowned, and sniffed m

ong? What's the m

dropped his suitcase. I stood rooted to the spot, my mind in a whirl. We hadn't had

rrupted my thoughts. My best friend, Lucy, sas

tell me you were

styled, blonde hair over her shoulder and took a seat. I gaped at her. Talk about rudeness

she couldn't hear. "Honey, listen. I don't know what... this is about, but if I've offended you

a short, bi

mber than you look. There isn't going to be any anniversary celebration. Not for you and I anyway." While I stood in s

pers and he had already signed them. I instantly felt a tear in my chest and the entire room st

found my voice. "Why do you wan

ars and we have no kids. You can't even boast of having a miscarriage at l

out what you're about to do.

lready have a child on the way. Lucy-" Noah's eyes lit up wh

right at her, hoping and praying that she would smile, laugh and tell me that it

as all true. My best friend and husband had been sleeping together. The shock made

was eating right through my heart an

here is even better suited to bear my children. She's a fast rising fashion designer from a respectably wealthy background. She's wouldn't be a liability like you.

h and I could not bear the thought of letting him go. I divested myself of my last shred o

g out. I'm hopeful that I can still get pregnant. I'll go see a fertility doctor,

," he retorted hotly. "Just sign th

r and turned onc

crambling to my feet. "What did I ever

end. I just did what needed to be done. I gave Noah what

-" I

ah interjected. "Amelia, go upstairs,

. Ple

uple of minutes, he returned with suitcases crammed full of my clo

. He came back, pointed at m

arm, cutting short my protests. "Pleas

d struggled, I couldn't break his hold. He dragged me outside the gates, gave me a

r come back here," he yelled, an