A Son's Revenge

Growing up, my real mother ignored me, showering all her love on a rich young heir. It was only then I realized why my life had been one misfortune after another. Eathen had been living the life I was supposed to have, while I was left in the shadows. My mother constantly obstructed my relationship with Chalotte, doing everything she could to drive us apart, while Eathen took advantage of every opportunity, replacing me in every way. A bitter smile crossed my face as I made up my mind. On the night of their wedding, I would reveal the truth that would shatter everything.

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I turned my head, unwilling to acknowledge him, but he didn't hesitate to continue. "If you don't like it, I'll go downstairs and buy you a better bottle right now!"

He actually turned toward the door.

Chalotte quickly grabbed him. " it's your birthday today. Why are you being so submissive?"

"He can't even remember his own birthday, so why should we care about some outsider?" She turned to me, her eyes filled with disdain. Her voice was sharp: "Eathen is kindly offering you wine, and you reject it? Are you that ungrateful?"

"You're unworthy of such a gift, yet you still complain. Well, I'll make sure you never forget tonight!"

With that, she raised her glass and poured the wine on me.

I didn't even have time to react. Red wine splashed across my face, soaking my clothes, the sharp scent burning my eyes.

"Lucas, look how considerate Chalotte is, still treating you like a friend!" Eathen, showing no mercy, walked over, laughing as he poured more wine on me. One glass after another soaked my clothes, leaving me drenched.

A few days later, Eathen and Chalotte's extravagant wedding arrived. Luxury cars filled the city center, fireworks lit up the night sky. The grand hotel, the crystal chandeliers-it was a night of excess, a spectacle of wealth.

When I appeared as the wedding host, the crowd immediately turned their gaze on me, bewildered at my role.

"Isn't that Lucas? Why is he hosting the wedding?"

"Does he think there's still a chance to win her back? What a laughable joke!"

"Haha, he still dares to show up here. Just a pitiful lose!"

On stage, Eathen wore a smug smile. The couple exchanged rings, and the guests erupted in cheers.

"Go on, kiss! Kiss!" The crowd shouted, egging them on. In the frenzy, they embraced and kissed.

Then came the part where the bride was supposed to give a speech. But suddenly, Eathen walked toward me, a malicious smile on his face.

"Lucas, we've grown up together. I've always considered you my best brother."

"I truly want to see you find happiness. And I think it's time for us to become a real family."

I felt a dark premonition in my gut, but I stayed silent, waiting to see what trap he was setting.

"Chalotte has an older sister who's always had feelings for you. I hope you two can be together. Then we'll truly be a family."

At that moment, Chalotte brought a girl over-her steps unsteady, her eyes glazed, a sticky substance on her lips. She looked far from normal.

Eathen had sunk to a new low just to humiliate me.

Then, a sharp laugh echoed through the room.

"Lucas, don't you want to grab her hand and marry her?"

"Look at her, she's a perfect match for your 'kind'-both idiots, made for each other!"

The crowd jeered.

Olivia stood and shouted, her words laced with mockery.

"Lucas, haven't you always dreamed of climbing up the ladder? Here's your chance! Take her hand!"

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9.7

He Broke Me, Another Man Fixed Me

9.7

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9.8

He Chose Her, I Chose Freedom

9.8

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9.8

He Forgot Me, I Married His Brother

9.8

After three agonizing months, I finally found my fiancé, Barnett Spencer, at a gala at The Plaza. He had vanished without a trace, and I was on the verge of losing my mind. But when I saw him on stage, my blood turned to ice. He had a strange woman tucked into his arm, and a lawyer announced that a recent accident had erased the last six years of his memory-our entire relationship. In front of a sea of reporters, Barnett looked right through me with freezing hostility. "Miss, you have the wrong person." He then declared that the woman beside him, Joslyn, was not only the person who saved his life but also his new, legal wife. The news hit me like a physical blow, and the camera flashes swallowed me whole as reporters shoved microphones in my face, asking how it felt to be publicly dumped. The man I had loved for six years had turned me into a national joke, a delusional stranger trying to cling to his wealth. That night, as I was drowning my humiliation in a martini, his ruthless younger brother, Dixon, found me. He slid a marriage contract across the bar. "Marry me," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I want his shares. You want his pain. We both get what we want." Fueled by alcohol and a burning need for revenge, I grabbed his pen and signed my name. I was no longer the abandoned fiancée. I was about to become my ex's worst nightmare: his new sister-in-law.

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8.3

My Husband Swapped Our Baby with His Mistress’s Son

8.3

After enduring a grueling labor, a woman is devastated to learn her newborn didn't survive. However, the tragedy is a calculated lie. Her husband secretly swapped their biological child with the infant of his mistress to secure his lover's position. Years later, the truth begins to surface, igniting a fierce battle for justice. She must navigate a web of betrayal and corporate power to reclaim her lost son and expose her husband's cruelty.

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9.7

My Husband's Blindness, My Sweet Revenge

9.7

The roasted lamb was cold, a reflection of her marriage. On their third anniversary, Evelyn Vance waited alone in her Manhattan penthouse. Then her phone buzzed: Alexander, her husband, had been spotted leaving the hospital, holding his childhood sweetheart Scarlett Sharp's hand. Alexander arrived hours later, dismissing Evelyn's quiet complaint with a cold reminder: she was Mrs. Vance, not a victim. Her mother's demands reinforced this role, making Evelyn, a brilliant mind, feel like a ghost. A dangerous indifference replaced betrayal. The debt was paid; now, it was her turn. She drafted a divorce settlement, waiving everything. As Alexander's tender voice drifted from his study, speaking to Scarlett, Evelyn placed her wedding ring on his pillow, moved to the guest suite, and locked the door. The dull wife was gone; the Oracle was back.

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A Son's Revenge

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