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His Unwanted Family: A Wife's Revenge

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 675    |    Released on: 10/06/2025

ed the rifle with disi

laughably s

led bills. It was enough for gas

me when David still pretended to ca

rapped in every blanket we owned. Caro

my own racing thoughts. Every mile brought us closer to the m

king him restless. Carol co

the image of David's pol

loomed ahead, a symbol of the l

he guard booth,

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, a figure emerged from the administr

vi

, when they landed on our rusted-out truck, on me in my worn clothes,

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face a mask of con

are you doing here?" he his

other. His eyes flickered

ver, managed a weak

he snapped. "You call me 'Captain Mille

ower lip trembling.

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lapidated truck, his gaze lingering on Leo's

onel said, his voice neut

pped. A flicker of pa

my old hometown church. Their house burned down.

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ed like pity. "Well, Captain, see that they'

ir," David said, relief

David turned on me, his

tion review is next month! What were you thinking,

! How dare you? These are your wife and son

ined, his voice rising. "I'm doing all this for

oice dangerously quiet

mpatiently for me to follo

trast to our trailer. He pulled up to one that was surpr

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ked on

nd there she

r perfectly coiffed, a light scent of perfume

r eyes flicking over me, Leo, a

, her voice sweet as honey

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His Unwanted Family: A Wife's Revenge
His Unwanted Family: A Wife's Revenge
“I woke up in the same rotting trailer, the familiar smell of damp and despair assaulting me. My head throbbed, not from pills, but from the searing pain of a life lived twice. Next door, my frail mother-in-law Carol coughed weakly, and my son Leo whimpered, burning with fever. This was my second chance, a harrowing rebirth from an existence I'd tragically ended. In my first life, I'd watched Leo succumb to a rare virus, his grandmother die of grief, utterly abandoned by my husband, Captain David Miller. We'd been left to rot in rural West Virginia while he thrived on base with his mistress, Jessica. Now, Leo was critically ill again, his only hope a prohibitively expensive, experimental antiviral. When we finally arrived at Fort Devereux, David's reaction wasn't relief, but utter fury and embarrassment. He lied to his commanding officer, pretending we were "church folks" whose house burned down, then raged at me for threatening his career. We discovered the money David claimed to send was instead funding Jessica's luxurious life and her daughter Lily's private daycare. But the ultimate betrayal came when he violently smashed Leo's desperately needed medicine, prioritizing his mistress and his perfect image over his dying son. A guttural, animalistic scream ripped from my soul as our only hope for Leo shattered on the wall. How could a father be so monstrous, so utterly devoid of humanity, to sacrifice his own child for a lie? The decades of neglect, the constant starvation, the unfeeling silence from him-it all coalesced into a blinding rage. My grief transformed into an unyielding steel. As military police arrived, I clutched my feverish son, pointed at David, and my voice rang out. "I am Sarah Miller, Captain David Miller's legal wife," I declared to the horrified onlookers. "And he just destroyed our dying son's life-saving medicine!"”
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