The Useful Fool: A Husband's Revenge

The Useful Fool: A Husband's Revenge

Gavin

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The charity gala shimmered around me, but all I heard were hushed voices from behind a private lounge door. I was looking for Olivia, my wife of three years, the woman I believed was my true love. "He actually believes it, you know," Olivia' s voice, smooth as silk, drifted through the gap. "Three years, and he still thinks my 'no intimacy' rule is some noble test of true love." Then came a man's chuckle-Daniel Sterling, her adopted brother. "He's a useful fool, Liv," he said, his tone a mix of affection and contempt. "A perfect, respectable shield. Father got his business deal, and we got our time. Everyone's happy." My world crumbled. Every shared smile, every kiss, every whispered promise - all lies. I was the useful fool, a meticulously crafted performance for an audience of one. Shock rooted me. I couldn' t let them see me break. I backed away, each step a robotic act of will, leaving behind the poison they spoke. Even as I called Mr. Sterling, Olivia' s powerful father, my voice was cold and empty. "The agreement is over. The one that made me your daughter' s husband. It' s finished. Tonight." But Olivia' s mother, desperate to salvage the family name, revealed the dark truth: my marriage was a desperate attempt to break Olivia and Daniel' s "unhealthy" bond. I was just a pawn. She proposed a final, insane test: a yacht trip, an "accident" where Daniel and I would fall overboard, and Olivia would have to choose. I agreed, desperate for a definitive truth. On that boat, with the waves churning, Daniel shoved me. I surfaced, gasping, only to see Olivia frozen, then turning, swimming not to me, but to him. As the dark water pulled me under, her face, filled with belated horror, was the last thing I saw. Ethan Hayes, the architect, was dead. But I survived, pulled from the sea by a stranger, Sophia, who taught me what real love was. I built a new life, a happy life, but Olivia' s obsessed ghost couldn't let me go. I met her to end it, only to have Daniel appear, a bottle of acid in hand. He lunged for me, but Olivia, with a primal scream, threw herself in front of me, taking the caustic spray intended for me. Her screams will haunt me forever. They destroyed each other, leaving me free.

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The charity gala shimmered around me, but all I heard were hushed voices from behind a private lounge door. I was looking for Olivia, my wife of three years, the woman I believed was my true love.

"He actually believes it, you know," Olivia' s voice, smooth as silk, drifted through the gap. "Three years, and he still thinks my 'no intimacy' rule is some noble test of true love."

Then came a man's chuckle-Daniel Sterling, her adopted brother. "He's a useful fool, Liv," he said, his tone a mix of affection and contempt. "A perfect, respectable shield. Father got his business deal, and we got our time. Everyone's happy."

My world crumbled. Every shared smile, every kiss, every whispered promise - all lies. I was the useful fool, a meticulously crafted performance for an audience of one.

Shock rooted me. I couldn' t let them see me break. I backed away, each step a robotic act of will, leaving behind the poison they spoke.

Even as I called Mr. Sterling, Olivia' s powerful father, my voice was cold and empty. "The agreement is over. The one that made me your daughter' s husband. It' s finished. Tonight."

But Olivia' s mother, desperate to salvage the family name, revealed the dark truth: my marriage was a desperate attempt to break Olivia and Daniel' s "unhealthy" bond. I was just a pawn.

She proposed a final, insane test: a yacht trip, an "accident" where Daniel and I would fall overboard, and Olivia would have to choose. I agreed, desperate for a definitive truth.

On that boat, with the waves churning, Daniel shoved me. I surfaced, gasping, only to see Olivia frozen, then turning, swimming not to me, but to him. As the dark water pulled me under, her face, filled with belated horror, was the last thing I saw.

Ethan Hayes, the architect, was dead. But I survived, pulled from the sea by a stranger, Sophia, who taught me what real love was. I built a new life, a happy life, but Olivia' s obsessed ghost couldn't let me go.

I met her to end it, only to have Daniel appear, a bottle of acid in hand. He lunged for me, but Olivia, with a primal scream, threw herself in front of me, taking the caustic spray intended for me.

Her screams will haunt me forever. They destroyed each other, leaving me free.

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