Ex-wife's Marriage Revenge

PREGNA

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she gawked at the pregnanc

whispered and tears of deli

gh she had done a test at home a few days ago, she wanted to be double sure about th

of her- in the form of a big bold

ince and I are... Going to be parents." Jasm

a good time recently. He hadn't been happy and it showed in his body language.... All because they

" She chimed and

ed when the call didn't connect.

m from our baby's point of view. He'll be shocked." She giggled and sought a

i to Vince's office. She couldn't help but imag

r visited Vince in his office before, so technically she was a stranger in their eyes. Except for Vince's

o her husband's office so all the curiou

hardly walked a few steps ahead when she walked into his sectary, Mr. Gr

full of uncertainty as he looked behind his back at

to meet Vince. Mrs. Shilton told me he

t the mention of meeting Vince. He wipe

conference meeting. You can't, uh, see him." His secre

hilton said

ckly grasped. "He is busy. Why don't you come with me ma'am? Let's have

Jasmine said as she fel

e so much. The fact that he was stuttering, and sweating, and behavin

- Her husband and she hadn't been on good terms lately.

s." Jasmine proclaimed and tr

and..." He clutched her hand,

icious. Mr. Grill, in his usual mood,

was off. She shoved him away an

ease don't

d opened the door of the cabin. And what

plunged in the abyss of sorrow. She wished s

. Grill even as he tried to hold her back

r hazel eyes- her husband was sitting with Lucy, his young stepmother, in

e kneaded her breasts at leisure even after he spotted Ja

a dream. It couldn't be. Jasmine pinched herself to pull herse

walked in on them. Their eyes met, but he didn't stop. He didn'

rk smirk, taunting Jasmine with the unspoken words- You didn't t

hem. She yanked Lucy back by her hair, causing he

s she flattened on t

undered angrily as

r eyes and the image of her husband cheating on her with his stepmom burning

OU!" Jasmin

She gritted her teeth and tried not to give in under the weight

s. We had tension between us. But how could you do this

d embraced her. He whispered to her to b

e's your wife! How dare she pull on my

ry. I'll t

grabbed her husband's arm to pull him off his stepmom. She was abo

p me happy. You can't give me a child. You can't dress up the way I w

ly excuse for a wife? You didn't

regre

.

anymore. Lucy and I are dating. The earlier

dating his stepmom- His thirty-three year old stepm

me. I gave you four years of my life!

eturn. It wasn't so bad, was it? You enjoy

is far more sacred and incomp

ince grabbed her wrists. This time he sa

baby? Could you give one to me? NO. Certainly because your womb

ckled in

ke a truck. She s

aight in your head!" He sa

went over to her and sat back on the chair. He pulled

m to check again whether this was

on his wife, the ounce of conscience he has in his heart would compel

aze as he pulled Lucy closer, and that contemptuous brunette

her woman between us?" Jasmine forced the

mine gulped the knot forming in her throat. Or perhaps.

ally. You're the other woman between us. Vince, baby, why

in rippled through her chest

Vince. What is this sec

off. There's no secret."

ing else too. She wouldn't have said it so confidently oth

t of here?" He asked lazily as

ned. Get out before I start fucking her right in fr

y was too numb to move. Vince and Lucy were really making o

h, Jasmine looked at them

er left eye as she straightened her back. She clutche

drenched with tears. Although h

oday- look ahead of her. She fisted her hands to her sides, wa

white dots started blinking and throbbing on the border of her vision. She felt the smooth

er turned into unbearable heat. Her hand shook, bu

who compared my womb to a barr

tling to keep buried in. Tears blurred her vision

iting for the signal to turn green so they could cross the road. She didn't want th

ead full of dyed brunette hair, reminding her of Lucy. Tears returned, quivering on the edge of her hazel gaze. It was a relief that t

The woman's soft voice h

mean a brunette bitch I was reminded by your hair stole my husband from me. No, that's not the right way to put it. Actually, my spineless husband c

s lack of response. Only when the woman started walking away did she realise that those were the words she wan

ch just below her chin- a mark from when she accidentally spilled a cup of tea on herself. Though she didn'

. Couldn't stop crying. Couldn't stop her mind from replaying that scene from her husband's office. Jasmine forc

road while she remained right there. She blinked her tears and took a step forward as she refused to be left behind. She had p

pened. There's no

up. The vehicles roared to life, causing her legs to lock up in reflex. Her heart stopped beating in panic as she watched

thousands of scorching needles pricked her wrist. She couldn't comprehend where exactl

into darkness, and now she felt her senses going down th

hit her- she

en mocked by her cheater husband. Her hands instinctively mo

sness faded into oblivion be

c.

lo

a new

erent, and yes, it's gonna be