When Love Became Revenge

When Love Became Revenge

Gavin

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Five years ago, I had it all – a loving family, a bright future as an architect, and a secret husband, Ryan Stone, who promised me the world. Our wedding day was supposed to be perfect, but it became my living nightmare when his assistant, Sarah, walked down the aisle instead, announcing she had married Ryan yesterday. Sarah publicly branded me a mistress, even as I stood there, eight months pregnant, and then she turned on my parents, respected marriage counselors, callously calling my mother a hypocrite and me a slut. Ryan, my supposed husband, stood in the shadows, watching, his face a mask of cold indifference, as my entire world shattered. The truth later exposed Ryan' s cruel revenge: his family believed my lawyer mother had driven Sarah' s mother to suicide, and he meticulously planned to destroy my family as a twisted retaliation. He succeeded beyond his wildest dreams: my mother died from a heart attack, reading hateful online comments that called her a whore; my father, finding her, fell and became a quadriplegic. Ryan wasn' t done; he ensured my master' s degree and university diploma were revoked, labeling me a manipulative homewrecker and leaving me with nothing but my premature son, Ethan. Now, five years later, Ryan Stone is back, claiming he wants to fix what he broke, but for me, some things can only be survived, not fixed. To keep my father alive and Ethan' s heart condition managed, I' ve become Mr. Davis' s "sugar daddy" accessory, enduring humiliation for their survival. Tonight, at the club, Ryan saw me, and just when I thought I could escape his gaze, an old acquaintance, Mark Henderson, cornered me, mocking my fall from grace. Ryan intervened, asking, "Is this the life you chose, Chloe?", then watched as Mr. Davis, asserting his ownership, forced me to drink an entire glass of whiskey as a public display of submission. Then, at the hospital, when Ethan' s condition worsened and my funds ran out, Ryan offered hope, money for Ethan' s life-saving treatment, but at a price: I had to leave Davis and marry him. He confessed his twisted revenge, but my heart remained cold, especially after his actions led directly to my father' s death, triggering Ethan' s heart transplant. After Ethan' s successful surgery, the monster Ryan had become, now also my protector, prepared a second wedding, a new beginning for us, but it was on this day that Ethan' s body catastrophically rejected the new heart. He died in my arms, and my world ended, not with a bang, but a chilling silence, leaving me with a hatred so profound, it promised a new, solitary freedom.

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Five years ago, I had it all – a loving family, a bright future as an architect, and a secret husband, Ryan Stone, who promised me the world.

Our wedding day was supposed to be perfect, but it became my living nightmare when his assistant, Sarah, walked down the aisle instead, announcing she had married Ryan yesterday.

Sarah publicly branded me a mistress, even as I stood there, eight months pregnant, and then she turned on my parents, respected marriage counselors, callously calling my mother a hypocrite and me a slut.

Ryan, my supposed husband, stood in the shadows, watching, his face a mask of cold indifference, as my entire world shattered.

The truth later exposed Ryan' s cruel revenge: his family believed my lawyer mother had driven Sarah' s mother to suicide, and he meticulously planned to destroy my family as a twisted retaliation.

He succeeded beyond his wildest dreams: my mother died from a heart attack, reading hateful online comments that called her a whore; my father, finding her, fell and became a quadriplegic.

Ryan wasn' t done; he ensured my master' s degree and university diploma were revoked, labeling me a manipulative homewrecker and leaving me with nothing but my premature son, Ethan.

Now, five years later, Ryan Stone is back, claiming he wants to fix what he broke, but for me, some things can only be survived, not fixed.

To keep my father alive and Ethan' s heart condition managed, I' ve become Mr. Davis' s "sugar daddy" accessory, enduring humiliation for their survival.

Tonight, at the club, Ryan saw me, and just when I thought I could escape his gaze, an old acquaintance, Mark Henderson, cornered me, mocking my fall from grace.

Ryan intervened, asking, "Is this the life you chose, Chloe?", then watched as Mr. Davis, asserting his ownership, forced me to drink an entire glass of whiskey as a public display of submission.

Then, at the hospital, when Ethan' s condition worsened and my funds ran out, Ryan offered hope, money for Ethan' s life-saving treatment, but at a price: I had to leave Davis and marry him.

He confessed his twisted revenge, but my heart remained cold, especially after his actions led directly to my father' s death, triggering Ethan' s heart transplant.

After Ethan' s successful surgery, the monster Ryan had become, now also my protector, prepared a second wedding, a new beginning for us, but it was on this day that Ethan' s body catastrophically rejected the new heart.

He died in my arms, and my world ended, not with a bang, but a chilling silence, leaving me with a hatred so profound, it promised a new, solitary freedom.

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