Revenge On My Ex-husband Now With His Rival

Cassie POV

They say life changes when you get married to the one you once loved. But my case felt different. Everything about my marriage was from one issue to another. From bondage of threats to another.

Waking up each morning just makes me hate myself for accepting this one man. I thought he loved me with everything within.

I rolled out from the bed-my eyeball felt like it was breaking apart from its socket. I walked into the kitchen, my mind racing with the words he told me last night.

The way he looked into my eyes, the way he held my hands, at first thoughts, I wished he wanted to tell me something much better, something that would make my heart skip with excitement, but I got the opposite. It was a divorce. A marriage of 10 years going down the line because of a reason that doesn't even make sense.

"Good morning, mom." My daughter's voice dragged me out of my thoughts. I drifted my gaze to her. A sly smile immediately spread through my face at her presence.

"How was your night, sweetheart?" Looking at her gave me a reformed hope at life.

She's the only one I have now. She's my only hope for peace and happiness.

I looked at her closely, my emotions started playing immediately, tears trickled at the corners of my eyes. I do not know how I would tell her that her so-called beloved father would soon leave her behind and have a better life outside from the one we are having right now. I looked at her. Then she murmured words to me. Her voice barely above a whisper, "Mom, what's happening? I heard you crying last night." I looked at her, eye to eye. I immediately shut my eyes, not wanting to show her my pure emotion.

"Cassie!" I heard my name, not from a far distance, the voice sent chills as the familiarity crawled against my skin.

He stomped into the kitchen, his eyes blazing with rage and anger. He looked at me then back at the child.

" Amanda, get out of here!" he said immediately.

I gave my daughter a sign too. She left immediately. I looked back at him and asked.

" Why was your voice so high towards her?" He didn't say a word to me immediately. He just made sure she wasn't clear in sight before he said his words to me.

" Cassie, why haven't you left my house yet? My mistress will be here in a few minutes. I won't want her to see you, nor that imbecile you call a child."

"Alexandra!" my voice stormed with hot emotions. I looked deep into his eyes as if I could see his soul through it.

My daughter, Amanda, was a girl of special need. Staying with her every day just makes things feel worse in this marriage. The thought of killing her came and passed by each day. But I couldn't watch