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 Alexandra insult my daughter in that manner. She was my first issue, the first child who walked into my stomach. And now, I'm living a marriage and life of beautiful years all because of her. But killing her wasn't an option for me.

"Alexandra, I won't watch you call her those names. You made me pregnant for her. You planted the seed within me and now you are here, demanding the child you gave to me.."

He laughed as my words spilled away, but I didn't care. My emotions started boiling already. Tears started dripping down from my eyes. My heart started racing faster, it felt like a heart attack, it felt so strong.

"I don't care, Cassie." His words felt like a dagger pierced into my chest.

Before I could say any word, he defended what he said to me. He said another one, "I'm giving you just thirty minutes to pack your things and that other imbecile you keep in my house and leave."

"Alexandra!" I called.

"Cassie, I am not taking your emotions personally. You've always been the crying girl I've always known right from high school. So move on with life. Twelve years already, aren't you tired?" His voice sent chills down to my spine. I thought this was Love. I thought this would finally give me a smile to my groaning childhood emotions but, No, it didn't. It just makes things worse.

"What about the time we spent together? What about the life we had? What about the company we built from scratch?" He laughed again, this time it sounded more like a mocking one.

His voice was filled with strong emotions this time around. "I would say to you with a little of a hundred thousand US dollars, so you could leave my life alone."

It didn't wait for my next word before it stormed out from the kitchen. I collapsed onto the ground, tears filling both my heart and eyes. Everything just dawned on me now, those twelve years were lies. Everything I thought I had built with him was just lies and fake.

"I hate him and curse the day I ever met him." I screamed at the top of my voice

Minutes later, I stood up and walked into my room. I picked up the necessary things I needed, my clothes, my jewelry, my cards, my wallets, and every single thing attening to me. I didn't forget some documents that are willed to my name, some documents I signed with him, some documents that add way more right off than him.

I walked into Amanda's room, this time I wasn't the crying girl that I was a few minutes ago. I stood bold and elegant in my neatly dressed satin gown with my well packed ponytail hair. She looked at me, her eyes filled with tears also.

"Mom, what is going on?" She asked with a shaky voice.

I walked closer to her, but I didn't let my emotions play me this time around. I used my hand to wipe away the tears hanging under her eyes and I said, "Honey, nothing is going on. We are just about to have a little adventure."

From my physical expression, she didn't quite get the words but it was too late for me to even give full details of everything that was going on. I made her sit down while I went to our room and packed most of her important stuff, her medications and many more.

Twenty minutes later, I was downstairs, standing, looking directly to the staircase where he stood as if nothing was going on. I gave a little sound, clearing my throat to grab his attention.

"Mark my words, Alexandra, you shall regret this day."

After that, I walked out, away from his life, away from everything, without him knowing what I hid deep within me. And to the promise to him, I wasn't returning here until he had regretted every single pain he had caused me.

Cassie POV

( Three months later ).

"Doctor, tell me what's going on?" My voice felt shaky. My whole body is not resting.

A few days ago, my daughter collapsed and since then, I haven't gotten the chance to see her or even know what was wrong with her.

What the doctor just tells me is that she's terminally ill and her lifespan is on the short side.

"Madam, I know you are a mother, but please calm down."

I let out a little laugh, a laugh filled with pain. I then looked back at the doctor and said, "Two days here and I don't know what's wrong with her. You guys just keep telling me one word, she's terminally ill and her lifespan is short. I need to know the major sickness. Yes, I know she has cancer but tell me what I need to hear."

He lifted his head and looked at me. From his expression, I think fear creeped in. "Madam" , he said, "your daughter has a fifth stage leukemia. Only a matching bone marrow or blood can help her now. " he paused for a split second, while I tried everything out to digest his words "we tried everything under our best possible, but the money you gave us is almost running out. That's all that could save her now, madam. "

Tears sprinkled at the corners of my eyes. Not Amanda, not this time around. She has been a fighter for close to ten years. Why now? I spent almost every dime I have on me each day just to help her overcome this pace of life.

"Doctor, what can we do?" I asked but it didn't make my voice shake. My voice was firm and strong.

"We need a matching blood as soon as possible."

Without double thoughts, I offered myself for the blood transfusion. Going to the lab, my mind was heavy, my chest was filled with tears and pain. I walked in there with just one exception, to save my daughter's life at all costs. My blood was tested and it was found negative. I was not sure about my daughter. And this only says that my ex-husband matches with that of my daughter.

"Your blood doesn't match madam. Where is your husband?" Those questions from the doctor brought back the past feelings, brought back the divorce pain I felt, brought back the betrayal.

I looked at him as the words rolled of my tongue "I'm a divorcee. My husband left me for another woman due to my daughter's health condition." The doctor gave a pitiful expression.

"Sorry ma'am about that, but now we don't have any matching blood with that of your child in the hospital." My face turned pale as he said the words.

"Who can you plead to donate the blood to your daughter?" The question stung in my chest. I knew no one. Nobody knew me to give me such an offer.

Then I smiled and looked at him. "I don't really know what to do."

He then looked at me for a split second, "Madam, you have to do something as soon as possible." Without another word, he left me standing in the lab all alone.

I walked out of the lab with tears dripping down from my eyes. My emotions now were strong and heavy. Tears clouded over my eyes nonstop. Then for a split second, a thought came into my mind. Call Alexandra and plead for favor. I immediately brought out my phone, searched for his number and got it as soon as I could. I dialed it without double thoughts. It rang once and then he picked. I said, "Hello Alex!"

A lot of laughing sounds came from the other end. It might be his mistress, because it didn't sound much like his voice. Then he said, "Why are you calling me?" I just smiled from my own end and replied without hesitation, "Please, we need you as soon as possible. Amanda is about to die and only you can save her. Only your blood can save her"

He laughed at my words, this time not only his mistress but him. I felt embarrassed and disgraced but there was nothing else I could do. I still had a better reply from him.

"You haven't gotten rid of that imbecile of a child yet." I just replied with the same attitude he offered.

"If she dies, Alexandra, she would regret."

He laughed again, this time louder than before. "You have always been threatening me with those same words of yours: regret, regret, regret." He laughed once more. "Cassie, I'm not regretting anything. You are just poor. You are poor and nothing without me!"

I did reply to his words and before cutting off the phone, I cried my eyes out. Pain filled my whole veins. Now, I'm about to lose my daughter, and the only person who could save her just abandoned me and took me as a fool.

The doctor approached me with a pitiful face. I stood up from where I was sitting and walked closer to him and asked, "Doctor, what is happening?" My voice was sharp.

He nodded negatively at my words and said, "Sorry, we lost your daughter." At this time, I wished the ground would split open and swallow me.

Everything I've ever suffered for has died, everything I always cried for has left me hanging.

I wanted to scream my lungs out. I wanted to cry like a newborn. I wanted to shed those tears that have been aching within. But none came. I just felt numb. I felt dumb. I felt like a fool. I paced back and forth, trying not to digest the words and believing the words he said to me was a lie. But it didn't feel like one. The doctor walked away from my side.

I collapsed onto the floor And said it on every heart, Alexandra, you shall regret this day.

Cassie POV

My chest ached. My heart was strong as tears streamed down my eyes. I slowly touched my daughter's cold hands. I couldn't believe this was finally happening. My ten year old, dying right before my eyes. I couldn't control my emotions anymore. The tears kept streaming down my eyes, faster than I could even control. I just went on to scream my lungs out. I wanted to shout her name so she could come back to me. The nurses came behind, dragging me away from her. But I cried harder.

"Alexandra, you shall pay for this pain you caused me!" I curse under my breath.

Now, no daughter, no husband, no mother, no father. Just me alone in this world. I never expected things to escalate this fast. Just three months ago, I left a marriage I suffered for. And just a few hours ago, I lost my daughter, the one who made me happy.

I picked myself up after telling the nurses to put my daughter in the morgue. I walked out the hospital gates, my chest heaving, but this time there weren't tears hanging under my eyes, just a woman in this lonely and evil world. I walked down into the streets, chest racing, but I didn't know where else to go. I didn't know where to stay now. I spent almost everything on me. I sold my house for my daughter's treatment. Now I'm alone in this empty world.

Each step I took in the lonely streets just reminds me of pain and betrayal. I walked alone, the night lights sweeping over the city walls. No one was there, not even a shadow was there.

Soon, I saw a large and flashy beam of light towards me, the kind of light that almost sent me blind. I collapsed onto the floor and boom, everywhere turned black.

*******

"Mommy!" The place was just filled with lots of beautiful flowers, and my daughter was close to me in a white dress but this time looking older than before. She smiled at me. I stretched my hands trying to grab her. A smile filled my face.

"Amanda, come to mommy." Her drained of color with my words.

" I'm safe here, mother. Don't you come looking for me."

She started vanishing like smoke. I screamed out in my highest tone, Amanda no! But she vanished, I collapsed onto the ground, crying out my soul and body. My whole body was drained with pain. My whole body was drained with betrayal. This wasn't happening to me, not again. I thought I was finally going to see her one more time, but it all felt like a dream.

Soon, what I could hear was only the loud beep of machines.

My chest rises and falls. The loud beeps of the machine grab my attention. A lady walked up to me. "Are you okay, miss?" I looked at her slowly.

My chest is heavy. I couldn't describe where I was. I couldn't remember anything. My mind felt blank, just like a white sheet of paper.

I looked around, fear gripped my soul. The last thing I could remember was the large beam of lights affixed on my eye and then I blacked out. Not where was I? My hands kept scanning around to recognize this place. It's a hospital. What's that doing in a hospital?

"Hello, madam." The lady in white looked more like a nurse, I looked into her eyes calmly.

Where am I? I asked. She gave a blunt smile.

"You have been here for days now and you have been in a coma. So, I really don't expect you to remember much."

I couldn't believe her words at first. I have been here for days, sounds so unreal to my ears.

I just laid still, mind racing. I was involved in an accident? How was that even possible? Fear filled my whole soul and body.

She walked out after a few minutes. I lay there, my eyes scanning the ceiling. My head felt really heavy. There was this kind of pressure that laid on my chest that I haven't felt in a very long time. Soon, I heard a voice.

I looked towards the door. A man on black chinos trousers with a black jacket walked closer. His aura filled the whole room. His skin appearance sent chills down my spine. His broad chest, his muscled filled arms, his brown glistening eyes, the veins on his arms, his skin tone, everything sent chills down my spine. His appearance was over the moon.

"How are you doing?" I almost collapsed. He has this thick masculine voice.

"I'm doing quite well. I still have to work out." I composed myself even though my lips moved before my brain sent a signal.

He walked closer, sitting close to my head. His hands held mine.

" I'm sorry, I was drunk that night," he said.

Killing me that night would have been better. It should have saved me from the stress of remembering the past. It should've saved me from remembering my daughter, the way she died and the way I left a ten-year-old marriage.

I looked him directly into his eyes. He seemed very calm and more like a good person to me.

"There isn't any problem with that. At least, I'm alive." I lied even though I wished to be dead at this moment of my life.

Everything happened faster than how it is usually written in a novel. A few hours or days ago I was dreaming about my daughter and now I'm in the land of the living with this man close to me. The man who claims to be the one that almost took my life.

The man immediately gave me a smile in acknowledgement of the words. Then he stood up-almost immediately.

"Your treatment is over so can I take you back to your house?."

Then it dawned on me, I have nowhere to go from here. I was living in my own shadows already, no house, no family, nothing was left of me.

I slowly brought my head down in embarrassment, but I seem to notice it.

"What's wrong?" He asked one more time.

"I have nowhere to go, I have no house, I have no family, I have nothing left of myself." I confessed the words.

He cleared his throat almost immediately. "You can come with me, I have enough space to share!" A smile immediately spread through my pale face.

This was a gracious blessing.

I managed to stand and gave him a hug.

"Thanks alot."

He smiled.

"Let's go then."