My Meandering Love

Phoenix Rising: The Scarred Heiress's Revenge

Xiao Hong Mao

I lived as the "scarred ghost" of the Stephens penthouse, a wife kept in the shadows because my facial burns offended my billionaire husband's aesthetic. For years, I endured Kason's coldness and my family's abuse, a submissive puppet who believed she had nowhere else to go. The end came with a blue folder tossed onto my silk sheets. Kason's mistress was back, and he wanted me out by sunset, offering a five-million-dollar "silence fee" to go hide my face in the countryside. The betrayal cut deep when I discovered my father had already traded my divorce for a corporate bailout. My step-sister mocked my "trashy" appearance at a high-end boutique, while the sales staff treated me like a common thief. At home, my father threatened to cut off my mother's life-saving medicine unless I crawled back to Kason to beg for a better deal. I was the girl who took the blame for a fire she didn't start, the wife who worshipped a man who never looked her in the eye, and the daughter used as a human bargaining chip. I was supposed to be broken, penniless, and desperate. But the woman who stood up wasn't the weak Elease Finch anymore; she was Phoenix, a tactical predator with a $500 million secret. I signed the divorce papers without a single tear, walked past my stunned husband, and wiped the Finch family's bank accounts clean with a few taps on my phone. "Your money is dirty," I told Kason with a cold smile. "I prefer clean hands." The cage is open, the hunt has begun, and I'm starting with the people who thought a scar made me weak.

Modern Revenge

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Liliana's pov :

"What's wrong with the electricity in Watson Mansion?!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and ended up coughing. I gasped for air, suddenly breathing became the most hazardous task to do.

All I could see was the darkness only, and here was my only weak point, my only frailty-DARKNESS.

The memories of my childhood flashed through my mind and my legs started trembling. The son of my mom's best friend lied to my mom that I punched him in the face on his birthday so my mom felt embarrassed in front of her friend for my violent behaviour and as a punishment, she locked me in the darkroom.

That little brat came to that room and threw paper balls at me, he ran away after locking the door again. I was sobbing so hard, six years old I couldn't face that darkness, I begged my mom to take me out from that hell but she wasn't even there. She was busy gossiping with her friends and then, a boy appeared when I was losing hope.

I was sobbing and shivering with fear, laying on the floor. He came near to me and wiped my face, when I saw the light coming through the door, I felt better. But suddenly he ran away and I felt sad because he left me alone.

As I again started sobbing, he came back with a glass of water and chocolate. When I felt better after sipping the water, he helped me to get out of that place, saving me from everyone else's gaze. That day I realized that I hated parties and fake rich people.

Before leaving the party, he patted my back and smiled. I held his hand to stop him from going. "I didn't punch him." Uttering it, I lowered my head as I felt a little uneasy.

He took my hand in his and told me, "I really wish I could exchange our mothers with sweet mothers but unfortunately, I can't so we have to be strong and learn to fight."

As soon as he was done saying, he clasped my hand and took me to the place where that little brat was playing. "If he lied, then you should make it true."

Quickly I punched his face and ran away from there with that boy who looked a little older than me.

Sometimes God creates problems and solutions together. He decided to give me anxiety that day, but then he showed some mercy by sending that boy who saved me and made me realize that loneliness wasn't a weakness, I just needed to be strong.

I still indeed remembered his words and those words have always helped me to overcome anxiety since then. Slowly, I started taking deep breaths with closed eyes and I could feel lively again.

Standing up from my desk, I started searching for my phone because I knew no one could hear me from my room. Especially when the door was closed. Being an introvert was not an easy task for me but I had had no relationship with ease since my childhood,

"You know what, sometimes I feel like I shouldn't be afraid of you. After all, we both are alone and strong enough to not let anyone enter our comfort zone. I don't let anyone be my friend and you don't let the light come. Wow!" I clapped when I realized that I was overcoming my anxiety and we were similar. I could breathe normally and a small smile twitched my lips.

"Ouch!" The word came out from my mouth as it's the universal reaction after getting injured or hurt.

Sometimes you need to control your joy, otherwise, the joy will leave pain for you and run out from your window or gate whichever is close for 'joy'.

I thanked God for making me fall on the bed instead of the floor, otherwise, my mother would give me instructions on how I should behave, my little brother would laugh as if I cracked a joke, and my father would scold me for not taking care of the floor. Such a fucking clumsy person I was!

I started searching for my phone again on the bed as it was the first place nearer to me, my brain couldn't remember where I had put it!

The door of my room opened slowly, and it caught my attention. I wiped my face with my hands as no one knew about my anxiety and my body was draining in sweat. There was maybe a torch at the door which was coming closer to me, making me put my hand to my eyes as it was directly coming to my eyes, making me blind.

I knew that it would be Richard, after all, he was the only person in the house who loved to play pranks on everyone.

"Richard, you should not forget that I'm your elder sister. You are just too much! How could you even imagine that you can play your poor prank on me? Now, please, give me the torch and fucking leave my room. Stop playing the role of a ghost, you're a real ghost in my life!"

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