The Sweetest Revenge

“What the hell?!”

Aaron stepped forward, he immediately pulled my hand, took me out of the party and pushed me until I fell to the floor.

It hurt, but the pain I felt now was nothing compared to the pain Aaron might feel. Or, it wasn’t the pain that Aaron was concerned about but the shame, and I was satisfied enough with that.

“What are you doing, Merry? Are you crazy?! What are you doing to Uncle? He is my uncle!” Aaron was angry.

“Then what’s the difference with you? Who is Nadya? She is my best friend, and you have an affair with her. Do you have the brain for that?”

Aaron slapped me again, it hurt so much and this was something I would never have imagined.

“I will never keep quiet, Merry. Whatever you plan I will never accept. You are still my wife!”

“And I assure you that our marriage will end soon!”

After saying that, I rushed away. I was about to go into the guest room but Imran quickly pulled my hand.

“Are you hurt?”

My eyes filled with tears seeing Imran’s concern, I nodded without intending to answer a word.

“My stomach hurts.” I answered while pressing my lower stomach. This was something painful, and I didn’t know what to do. What happened to me?

Imran didn't say anything, he immediately carried me. I panicked myself with this, and I was immediately taken to the hospital.

After getting an examination of course everything was clear, it turned out I had a miscarriage. A condition where I didn't know, and I couldn't imagine it.

For some reason I cried again, Aaron was the cruelest man ever. After he broke my heart, after he cheated on me, now he killed his own baby, our child. I really never thought that a thousand of these bad luck would happen to me at once.

“I had no idea you were pregnant. How do you feel now?” Imran asked. The man smiled wryly. “It turns out your husband is not only good at killing your feelings. He is also good at killing your child. It’s really scary.”

“Can you…” I said, breaking off. My voice sounded hoarse, and I hated being weak like this the most. “help me to get a divorce soon? I hate him so much!” I continued.

Imran nodded. “I assure you that within a month you will be officially divorced.”

I didn’t know why I started to pin my hopes on this man who accompanied me. It could be said to be crazy, but I felt that he was able to heal my inflamed wounds. I nodded, and thought that everything would be okay. Yes… everything would be okay.

*****

“Why did you bring this woman home, Imran?!”

When I returned to the Abbas family residence, of course the first thing that happened was rejection. Who wouldn’t think that? For them, I was a discarded daughter-in-law, who was useless, and who was not needed at all. That was why I had to leave this house after I was no longer needed by them.

I could clearly see how Nadya and her child were already in this residence, it turned out that they had really been living in the Abbas family residence, even they slept in my room.

Both of my hands clenched, I really will never let Nadya live in peace. Everyone who hurt me, betrayed me, I make sure that they will get their just reward from me.

"Why can't I bring my future wife home?" Imran answered loudly.

"Are you crazy, Imran? Are you kidding?"

"Do you think I like to joke?" Imran continued to deny his sister, I couldn't say anything else. "Instead of Maria going, shouldn't you and all your kid go, Silla?"

“What do you mean, Imran?”

“Isn’t it obvious that this is the residence of the Abbas family, and who is the greatest heir of this family?”

I could see how the woman whose face was already quite wrinkled began to hold back her emotions, I smiled faintly for that. It felt satisfying and proud, in the end I found an opponent who was comparable to all of them, and I felt happy for that.

“Mom… I mean, Silla. Sorry if I was rude because soon I will be your sister-in-law. Forgive me, rather than you being busy taking care of my life, wouldn’t it be much better for you to be busy taking care of your shameless son and his mistress?”

“You…”

“Oh yes, this is my husband’s residence, which means you are just living rent free here. So I hope, after I officially marry Imran you all will leave this house, because I don’t want any cheap women occupying this residence for any reason.”

Nadya must have heard that and felt annoyed, but I didn’t care at all. Didn’t they already have a lot of money? I don’t think buying a few houses would be hard enough for them, right?

“You’re so presumptuous, Maria! Do you think you’re the mistress of this residence!”

“In fact, I am, right?” I answered loudly. Then I hugged Imran’s body, I put on a spoiled expression in front of him. Then I said, “Look, your sister hates me so much, Imran.”

“You don’t have to scold Maria. She is my woman and no one has the right to hurt her.”

“You…”

I smiled again, then I invited Imran to leave immediately. Forcing them to move away from the door, then I stopped my footsteps again.

"I hope the mother and the little boy stay in the guest room because I don't want my house to be used as a place for that shameless couple to have sex. And I hope that no one in the room needs to be served. So if you want to eat, go straight to the dining table, without having to be brought to the room."

After I said that, I rushed into Imran's room. Of course this was something very exciting, and Imran immediately clapped his hands at me.

“You’re very good at acting, Maria. I like it.”

I smiled, I didn’t even dare to answer anything Imran said now.

“I want to tell you some good news.”

“What is it?”

Imran took a document and then showed it to me, I was curious about the document, then Imran smiled and said, “The day after tomorrow you will have your first divorce trial, and I have succeeded in getting all your family’s inheritance again.”

I could only be silent, it was truly an unimaginable thing. This fast? Imran was even able to give me everything I wanted in a matter of days.