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Her Shattered Heart, His Cruel Betrayal

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 627    |    Released on: 19/07/2025

rchie said, his voice frantic.

ay you, if I ever lie to you again, I hope I wa

to his mouth, stoppi

olish, loving part, w

me. This would b

Relief washed over his face, and h

ut you, Karyme. I'l

her, her body l

me up, he was gon

her spine. She got up and w

one of the first-

on the floor in

ark, ugly bruise on her knee. The kind

wn. As Karyme watched, she let one

ie," Faustina whimpered, her voice

A dark, hungry look f

of Karyme," he growled, his voice low.

rushing hers. His hand slid from her knee up her t

eath catching. "Archie.

he murmured against her sk

bed, their bodies ta

frozen. Her vision blurred, her

ent comple

eping

drugg

n on his life that he wou

er room, a ghost walki

r bed and stared at the w

e ring in the hallway.

was saying, his voice casual. "Just a small one. A bi

pa

ve given her all the love I h

blood. Her fingers curled into tight f

d. It was a text fr

successfully destroyed. Your new ide

deep breath.

uld le

lose he

er know that she had a

ould not let h

ld be trapped in a nightmare f

ek, the pattern

ing her a glass of warm milk

lip out of their bed an

get up, walk barefoot down the cold stairs, and stand

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Her Shattered Heart, His Cruel Betrayal
Her Shattered Heart, His Cruel Betrayal
“My husband's pregnant mistress disappeared, and he accused me of kidnapping her. To force a confession, he dragged a writhing burlap sack into the living room, threatening to beat the "stray dog" inside if I didn't tell him where she was. I screamed that our son, Jalen, was inside. He just laughed, calling me a liar as he raised an iron poker. I watched, helpless, as he brought it down again and again, ignoring my pleas. Through the blood-soaked fabric, I heard our son's last, faint whisper: "Daddy..." As if that wasn't enough, he then had his men drag me to a back room to punish me for his mistress's supposed miscarriage. They left me broken on the floor, my son dead and my soul shattered. With nothing left to live for, I threw myself into the ocean. But I was saved. And when I opened my eyes, I made a vow. I would return, and I would drag them both down to the hell they built for me.”