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My Hellish Wife: A Second Chance

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1171    |    Released on: 10/07/2025

red in thirty years. I opened my eyes. Not to the sterile white walls of a hospital r

remembered. It was strong, the skin smooth. I sat up, a jolt running th

e day my life spiraled int

screen lighting up

and her panicked voice told me she had made a terrible mistake. Sh

secret lover,

loved. I didn't hesitate. I sold my car, emptied my savings, and took out a high

for the next three decades, s

tion on the wood. This time, I didn't feel love

ctural designs, calling my passion a boring hobby. The way she controlled every doll

ng silences that lasted for weeks. She called it my punishment for not being ambi

st, was our daughter, Lily. I had cherished her, given her everything Oliv

ed her mind. They twisted my sacrifices in

he car she wanted. When I presented it to her, she didn't even look at me. She looked

she turned to Mark, her eyes lighting up.

called

. It was the moment my world finally shattered. She looke

onted Olivia about Mark. "Mom was never happy with you. You held her captive. Mar

ng stoppe

d again. Insist

all, rented room, my final moments filled with the bitter taste of

" I heard her say over th

ng on the screen. Olivia Hayes. My beaut

this

sacrifice. No bailing her o

er button. I remembered her face, twisted in a sneer as

ot be the hero. I wo

contacts, my thumb stopping on a name I hadn't called i

ing, Head of I

all button. The

rling sp

have reason to believe there's been a significant misappropriation of fun

st life-the amount, the likely transacti

dow. The city lights twinkled below, the same

rst time, I felt th

via. I ignored it. Then a

I could lose my job! I could go to jail! Pl

ely, my life. I had to sell my promising architectural firm to pay off the debts she continued to rack

ambitions were a joke. Mark, who never worked a real day

her

. We're getting married. We can get throug

age, she never once said it with any meaning. It was a

anted me to sign over the deed to our house so she could use it as collateral for one of Mark' s failed b

es without replying.

ocked Mar

ep was taken. This life would be mine. Olivia and Mark could have ea

to undo, and a new life to

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“The sharp, metallic scent of rain on asphalt filled the air, a smell I hadn't registered in thirty years. I opened my eyes not to a hospital, but to the familiar gray ceiling of the apartment I once shared with Olivia Hayes, the date on the calendar October 12th, 2024. My phone buzzed, her name, Olivia, lighting up the screen. In my first life, I' d answer, and her panicked voice would tell me she' d made a terrible mistake, using company funds for a gift-not knowing then it was for her secret lover, Mark Jenkins. Without hesitation, I' d drain my savings and take out a high-interest loan to save her job and reputation. In return, she married me, and for the next three decades, she made my life a living hell. I remembered everything: the constant belittling, her sneering at my passion and controlling every dollar I earned while lavishly spending on herself and Mark. I remembered the fights, the chilling silences for weeks, always her punishment for not being ambitious enough, for not earning more, for not being Mark Jenkins. The worst memory was our daughter, Lily. I cherished her, gave her everything Olivia denied me emotionally, believing she was my reason to endure. But as she grew, Olivia and Mark poisoned her mind, twisting my sacrifices into control, my love into a cage. On her sixteenth birthday, after I' d worked months to buy her a car, she looked at Mark, calling him "Dad," shattering my world. The phone kept buzzing, insistent, desperate. I remembered my death at fifty-eight, alone, my last moments filled with regret and Olivia telling paramedics not to hurry. This time, there would be no sacrifice, no bailing her out. This time, I wouldn't be the hero. I wouldn't be the fool. I swiped to decline. Then I called Richard Sterling, Head of Internal Audit. "Mr. Sterling," I said, "this is Ethan Davis. I have reason to believe there's been a significant misappropriation of funds in the marketing department. I think you should look into Olivia Hayes."”
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