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Replaced: A Husband's Revenge

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1074    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

house, each one a nail in the coffin of the love he once felt. He looked at her, at the fierce protection in her eye

minimalist desk in the corner, and slid open a drawer. In

ce pa

e, a desperate, pathetic plea for her to see him, t

ted line. The ink was black and final. He tossed the docu

nce crossing her face before she dismissed it. "D

ugh with it. To her, he was just a power

d, her tone shifting back to business. "You will

turned and walked out, Mark trailin

was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the low hum of polite conversation. Olivia was the ce

him to everyo

her voice filled with pride. "The arti

, the silent husband standing awkwardly in the ba

sband? He look

nothing. Just liv

rtist now. You can

f a pain he no longer allowed himself to feel. He was an

mpagne fountain, laughing

Olivia?" he aske

." Her eyes were cold, filled with impatience and a deep, cutting disdain. Sh

world of her own with the imposter. She bid aggressively on every pie

dollars for

the lovely Ms. Sterling, fo

ching a public declaration. A tech titan was lavishing her fortune on

even trying

feel like

ie of

assive. Let them talk. Let them watc

st anticipated piece of the evening! A very special work, donate

on the stage

blood r

maelstrom of black and red, twisted shapes and despe

creat

ain, his terror, his despair. It was the physical manifestation of his worst trauma. He thought it had be

start at one m

. He didn't even think. He just reacted. He had to get it back. He

o him. Olivia look

slight smile on her lips as she looked at Mark. She thought

hot back, his hands clench

She turned to Mark. "Don't worry," she whispered, loud enough for Ethan to hear. "I know

istic look on his face. "It captures a dark t

ll of i

rained. That was all he had. All the money

king, a triumphant look on her face. She was en

He leaned towards her, his voice a desperate whisper. "Don't. Yo

e saw a flicker of the girl he used to know. But

ng a fool of yourself. This painting belon

e million dollars to

It sounded like

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Replaced: A Husband's Revenge
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“"Mr. Phantom, are you sure you want to enter the national street art competition?" the voice on the phone asked, echoing in my lavish penthouse. I, Ethan Hayes, the true Phantom, stared at my reflection, the city lights blurring like the last ten years of my life. I was back.\n\nThe memories hit me-the alley, the sickening crunch of bone, the mangled hands. Olivia, my wife, her eyes cold, furious, saying, "This competition can only be won by 'Phantom'! Anyone who threatens him will be eliminated, and that includes you!" She thought Mark Jensen, my ambitious assistant, was Phantom, my savior. She bought him this penthouse. My art saved her from suicide, but she mistook my pain for jealousy, then had my hands broken when I tried to reclaim my identity.\n\nAt the charity auction, she introduced Mark as Phantom, spending millions on his "art." When my own painting, "Three Days"-a raw depiction of my torture during kidnapping-came up, I desperately bid for it. But she outbid me, buying it for Mark, whispering, "This painting belongs to a true artist. It belongs with Mark."\n\nLater, she orchestrated a horrifying re-enactment of my kidnapping, breaking my hands again for Mark's "inspiration." My own wife. She then forced me to sign a contract in the hospital, giving up my identity as Phantom and agreeing to a divorce, all to save my hands. I signed, but not before telling her, "After this, we are nothing. You are not my wife. I am not your husband. We will be strangers."\n\nI was worthless to her, an embarrassing attachment. But I was Ethan Hayes, the true Phantom, and I wouldn't be destroyed again. I left, starting fresh in a new city, fueled by a promise: the world would see the real Phantom's work, and my revenge would be swift and quiet.”
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