Ex-Wife's Great Revenge

Third Person's POV

Hearing the doctor's words, Amelia fell on the chair, numb. Her heart stopped beating, and her breathing halted. She didn't feel her own body anymore. Her soul was ripping out.

Her brother, her only family, her baby brother were on the verge of death. The doctor clearly said they had no idea when he would regain his consciousness. It may be months, years, or maybe never.

This thought made her lifeless. She cried, kissing her brother's pale hands again and again. Why are innocent people always punished, especially for things they never did?

Liam, his sister, and his mother were getting away with every poisonous act. They tried to win this case with dishonesty, while Amelia attempted to end it fair and square. Then why can't they do the same?

She knew her brother was becoming depressed. She knew how much he was suffering, but she never thought he would become suicidal. She never thought he had lost his strength that he gave up.

***

ONE MONTH LATER…

Amelia tried her best to earn money to handle her expenditure and her brother's hospital bills. She took the money out of her bag before heading to the reception.

"Hello. I am here to pay Harry Kale's monthly expenses." The nurse nodded and started checking the computer, but soon a tiny frown appeared on her face as she faced confused Amelia.

"But Ms. Kale, your brother's expenditures had been paid. Here is the copy of the receipt." Amelia abruptly grabbed the chit, and soon anger flooded in her veins reading the name on it.

Liam Stone

How dare he? How could he? She clutched the note turning her knuckles pale in anger. Her blazing gaze met with a nurse who seemed confused and horrified with Amelia's sudden change.

"Give it back—the money this man had paid for my brother. I want to withdraw that money. Kindly give it back to me and take this money." The nurse didn't know what to say or do, but she decided not to interfere as it was not her business.

Amelia clenched the envelope in her hand before stomping out of the hospital. She was burning in rage. How can someone stoop so low? He already had done more than enough, and now he's showing pity.

***

She reached his company - the same place where she had beautiful yet horrible moments. Ignoring a painful feeling rising in her chest, she strolled towards Liam's office.

"Wait, Mrs. Stone, wait. Sir asked me not to let anyone enter." His secretary tried to stop her.

"It's Ms. Kale. Do not forget that." With that, she took quick and significant steps towards the office, ignoring the stunned girl.

She slammed the door open, meeting with the most disgusting scenario. She was beyond disgusted and felt ashamed that she was once this man's wife.

There he was, having his moment with a girl. She was on his table while he was busy fucking her like a mad man. Liam was half-naked while the girl was only in her undies.

They both stopped when Amelia slammed the door open. They both got startled, and instantly Liam stopped his actions. The girl squealed in surprise, getting away from Liam and grabbing her clothes to wear them.

She ran away from the room that Liam had in his office. It was a secure secret room that only a few people knew about. Liam also covered himself while Amelia was looking away from that disgusting scenario.

His secretary didn't dare enter as she already knew what he was doing inside.

"Amelia you. What are--" His words got cut as Amelia threw the envelope on his face along with the receipt.

"What do you think of yourself, you piece of shit. Do you think we are playing a game here? Do you find this funny.? Do you find my brothers and my condition funny? You think I would accept money from a man who's responsible for my brother's condition?"

She seethed at him making him sigh heavily. "You were struggling financially, so I thought---"

"You thought what? That you will come and pay my brother's expenditures like a hero? You're nothing but a reason for him to be on a deathbed. You and your sister are the most disgusting persons I ever came across."

This boiled Liam up. He took steps towards her and stood in front of her, glaring at her. "Then what about your brother? Your brother assaulted my sister?" He chuckled. "But still, you're taking his side. He, committing suicide only shows that he did assault my si---"

His words cut down with a sharp slap he received from his ex-wife. "Case is going on, Liam Stone. Don't forget that. You have no right to accuse him till he's proven guilty because I know. I have faith in my brother. And you, you will see him being declared innocent right in front of your eyes. Mark my words."

Suddenly he grabbed her arms which she instantly shrugged off. Liam stopped breathing for a second when he witnessed disgust written over her face. She held both her arms up, shooting him a disgusted glare.

"Don't touch me with these disgusting hands of yours. I can't believe that I once loved you. I can't think I was planning my future with a disgusting person like you. I can't believe that I have been married to a selfish, self-centered, and power-hungry bastard like you.

Liam took a step back in shock, staring at her with wide eyes. His heart vigorously drummed when he heard her words.

"Remember this, Liam. Mark my words. One day, you will cry tears of blood. You will beg for one glance of comfort from someone. You will crave genuine love, but that time you will be alone. There will be no one for you. You will beg, but you wouldn't hear anything in return." She stopped for a while, giving Liam a serious stare.

"Your regret will be your biggest punishment because what you did to my brother, you will pay for your sin and the forgiveness you wouldn't get from anyone, not even from yourself. Your selfishness one day will show you what losing everything with your own hands feels like."

Something inside him broke hearing those words from the woman he loves. She walked out of his office. Liam's eyes fell on the money that spread on the floor. He grabbed the receipt and clutched it hard.

His eyes hardened, turning bloodshot as tears burned his gaze. Her every word hit him like a knife. But her last words made his insides flip upside down. He tried to ignore them, but something in her words scared him.

He was scared of what if her every word turned into a horrible truth. He shook his head, reminding himself that his sister would never put this kind of accuse on someone, especially Harry, as he knew her sister always respected Harry, then why she would ruin the man she liked? That's impossible.

He sat down on the couch, palming his forehead as a single tear escaped his eyes. No matter how many women he took. No matter how many touches he felt on his body, Amelia's was and will remain different—a special one.

He kind of lost the hope of getting his Amelia back. He did everything in his hands to make her submit to him, but nothing. He ruined their small business bringing them on the streets. He destroyed them every chance of winning the case.

But still, when he heard about Harry's suicide attempt, he couldn't help but feel immense grief, so he decided to help Amelia as he knew she was struggling financially.

But now, his last hope of helping her and might gain her back broke out. There was no way his ex-wife would come back to him, not after being a cause of her brother's condition.

"She is right. I am selfish. Now I will show her how selfish I can be."