The Ex-Wife's Revenge

WILLOWI watched as the clock on the wall ticked closer to midnight, my heart pounding in my chest. Lucas was late again. He had been coming home later and later these past few weeks, leaving me alone in our opulent mansion. Tonight, I couldn't bear it any longer. The worry and frustration boiled within me, threatening to spill over.As the clock ticked away, each passing second intensified my fury. As the door swung open, Lucas entered the room with a demeanor that exuded arrogance, igniting fiery anger within me. Our eyes locked, and in that fleeting instant, a hint of remorse flashed across his face. However, it swiftly vanished, replaced by a disdainful stare that ignited a surge of boiling rage within me.I jumped to my feet, anger fueling my words. "Lucas, where have you been? I've been waiting for hours! I want us to talk!” Lucas casually shrugged his shoulders, assuming a relaxed posture as he settled into the chair opposite me. "What is there really to discuss, Willow? I lea

WILLOWI awoke this morning with a sense of unease permeating my being. A vague intuition hinted at an unsettling reality, yet its nature eluded my grasp. Dismissing these fleeting thoughts, I rose from my slumber, ready to do my day ahead.Following a brisk shower, a message from my mother-in-law, Harper Davis, appeared on my phone screen. She offered an unexpected invitation, specifying a designated meeting point for the evening. Although surprised by this sudden request, I understood the significance of gaining Harper's favor. My husband, Lucas, always emphasized the importance of securing his mother's approval, particularly within the framework of his family's business affairs. So whether I like it or not, I should go where my mother-in-law wants me to.Anticipating Lucas's return home to bid him farewell, I found him, as usual, engrossed in his work at the office. Unwilling to delay any longer, I resolved to proceed without his presence. Hailing a cab, I relayed the specified loc

WILLOW Present Everything was real. I knew Harper and the mysterious woman had murdered me. They are to blame for my death. But God still loves me. God didn't abandon me. All I have to do is take responsibility and find ways to prove that they killed me. That I had already died and been reborn by God. For now, I need to act like I don't know what will happen in my future. I need to act innocent to know the culprit behind my death. Nobody would believe me if I told them what happened to me, I'm sure. Even my family, mostly my husband. Worst case scenario, they'll label me insane. I need to find evidence that the incident happened. I'm not going to squander God’s trust in me. This time, I'm prepared. I need to be stronger than before! I took a deep breath and went downstairs. This day should be a normal day for me. I saw my husband, Lucas, sitting in his office chair on the ground floor. He is engrossed in his work as usual. Should I tell my husband what happened to me? No. He won’

WILLOW The next day. “Willow, here’s money. I don’t want you to think that I deprived my trophy wife money that she needs. Go out and have fun,” Lucas smirked at me as he was ready to go to the office. I know this is the right time to pretend, so Lucas won’t know I am planning something. “Thanks for the offer. But I am not feeling well today. I have a stomach ache. I might just stay here in the house for a while. Don’t bother,” And I put on an act. Lucas seemed to believe me and he shrugged his shoulders. “Alright, then,” But the truth is, I am going to follow my husband today. So before 5 p.m, I went out and went to his company. I am going to check my husband’s whereabouts. I have a bad feeling about it. So as I sat in the car, waiting for Lucas's arrival, my heart pounded with nervous anticipation. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting an ethereal glow over the empty parking lot. It was now 5 p.m., the end of office hours, and I knew that Lucas would soon emerge from the

WILLOWTears streamed down my face, my body trembling with a mixture of heartache and anger. How could they? How could Lucas, the man I vowed to love and cherish, betray me in such a callous manner? And his own family, who had never accepted me, now embraced this woman with open arms?! The pain of their collective betrayal weighed heavily on my spirit, threatening to drag me into a bottomless abyss of despair.I clutched my chest, struggling to catch my breath as the realization of the magnitude of their deception washed over me. The marriage I believed in, the love I thought we shared, was nothing more than an illusion!Now I feel glad that my mother-in-law killed me. I had the chance to be reborn and see the circumstances that happened in my life. I was too dumb. Too naive. Too stupid! I had been nothing but a pawn in their game, a trophy wife meant to satisfy their desires and uphold their image!Through tear-stained eyes, I watched a