A Wife's Cold Smile of Revenge

A Wife's Cold Smile of Revenge

Gavin

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My life was a monument, built brick by brick on my mother' s legacy, dedicated to a name that meant integrity, quality, and family. Then, in a sterile hospital room, it all ended. The man I married, Mark, took everything: my company, my home, my inheritance, and the future of my unborn child. I had saved him from ruin, pulling him from the wreckage of his own failed ventures, using my funds and company resources to clear his name. In return, he promised me the world, and like a fool, I believed him. I invested my expertise, my connections, my family' s capital into him, helping him climb the corporate ladder, all while he climbed on my back. At my most vulnerable, six months pregnant, he stole my designs and sold them to our biggest rival. When I confronted him, he stood with Emily, the woman from that rival firm, sneering, "Even if Emily is ruthless, she loves me and would never betray me!" He twisted the knife, "You\'re just a pawn, Sarah. Bound by our family\'s contract. A tool. If it weren\'t for avenging what your family did to Emily\'s years ago, I wouldn\'t have even bothered with you!" He unraveled everything, funding Emily\'s projects with my firm\'s assets, selling off my child' s future. The hatred consumed me, a fire that burned away every last ounce of love. Then, the world went dark. I woke up, not in that hospital, but in my own bed, two years earlier. My stomach was flat, no baby, no pain. The digital clock showed the exact day Mark first brought Emily home. I heard his voice downstairs, her laugh. He knew. He had come back too. A cold smile spread across my face. "Grandfather," I said, my voice clear and steady as I joined them. "Since Mark likes this woman so much, let\'s welcome her into the family." He had expected tears, not this. My hatred, reborn, was a razor\'s edge. He had just welcomed a viper into his home, a corporate raider I knew would drain him dry in less than ten days.

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My life was a monument, built brick by brick on my mother' s legacy, dedicated to a name that meant integrity, quality, and family.

Then, in a sterile hospital room, it all ended.

The man I married, Mark, took everything: my company, my home, my inheritance, and the future of my unborn child.

I had saved him from ruin, pulling him from the wreckage of his own failed ventures, using my funds and company resources to clear his name.

In return, he promised me the world, and like a fool, I believed him.

I invested my expertise, my connections, my family' s capital into him, helping him climb the corporate ladder, all while he climbed on my back.

At my most vulnerable, six months pregnant, he stole my designs and sold them to our biggest rival.

When I confronted him, he stood with Emily, the woman from that rival firm, sneering, "Even if Emily is ruthless, she loves me and would never betray me!"

He twisted the knife, "You\'re just a pawn, Sarah. Bound by our family\'s contract. A tool. If it weren\'t for avenging what your family did to Emily\'s years ago, I wouldn\'t have even bothered with you!"

He unraveled everything, funding Emily\'s projects with my firm\'s assets, selling off my child' s future.

The hatred consumed me, a fire that burned away every last ounce of love.

Then, the world went dark.

I woke up, not in that hospital, but in my own bed, two years earlier.

My stomach was flat, no baby, no pain.

The digital clock showed the exact day Mark first brought Emily home.

I heard his voice downstairs, her laugh.

He knew.

He had come back too.

A cold smile spread across my face.

"Grandfather," I said, my voice clear and steady as I joined them. "Since Mark likes this woman so much, let\'s welcome her into the family."

He had expected tears, not this.

My hatred, reborn, was a razor\'s edge.

He had just welcomed a viper into his home, a corporate raider I knew would drain him dry in less than ten days.

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