Haileys game of revenge Making my ex husband regret

The rays of the sun were already piercing the bedroom curtain when I woke up. Should I be happy or sad? I thought as I stretched and sat up on my bed. Today is my birthday, but my husband hasn't been home in the last two weeks.

He got mad at me after we argued about the lipstick stain I found on his shirt. Since then, I haven't set my eyes on him.

Whenever I call his line, his manager will be the one to pick, saying he is busy at work with the new project. But he will be coming home today, right, I thought. Because it is not only my birthday, it is our wedding anniversary too.

At least, when he comes, we will be able to clear things up, and everything will be okay, right? The lipstick stain was probably a mistake, and he is really busy at work with the new project, right? I thought positively, not wanting to jump to conclusions about him.

Holding on to the little thread of hope that my husband would come home today because it is my birthday and our wedding anniversary, I stood up to wash up for the day.

Just as I walked past the door, a knock on it vibrated through the room. I stopped in my steps, my heart raced. He is back! I yelled in my mind. My body trembled a bit because of the excitement. I knew he would give in no matter how strong headed he acts.

I quickly brushed my hair with my hands and adjusted my cloth so that his top that I was wearing would reveal my curves very well.

After faking a small frown on my face so that he would know I was really mad at him, I proceeded to open the door.

My frown became more visible the moment I opened the door. It wasn't my husband. It was a maid instead. She quickly greeted me immediately our eyes met and bowed a little too.

Afterwards, she stretched her hands, which contained a small package, and said to me. "Someone came to drop this and said it is for you, ma." She spoke respectfully.

A package? I thought as I collected it from her. Is this his way of surprising me before he comes home? What is he planning?

"Ok, thanks." I said to the maid and closed the door.

With my curiosity at its peak, I quickly opened the package. What could be inside, I thought as I opened it. Could it be the latest Chloe designer ring? Bracelet? Whatever, I couldn't wait to see it.

Finally, I opened it, and it was none of what I had guessed in my mind. Rather, it was a document inside. I picked it up and unfolded it slowly.

Confusion and horror sparked within me the moment my eyes came in contact with the contents of the paper.

Divorce papers! I stumbled to the back without any force pushing me. My jaw dropped. My head felt dry as if a heavy load was just taken off it. My hands trembled as I held the papers and read the contents. What could be happening?