The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 23

Everyone around Abigail was stunned by her words.

They looked at her in shock, asking in disbelief, "Hate?"

"That's right!"

Abigail took a deep breath, her tone dark and resolute. "Back then, when my family was falling apart, he chose to break up with me and abandoned me without a second thought. Do you think I'd ever let him off easy? I want him to feel the pain I went through—a hundred, a thousand times worse!"

One of her friends looked at her, horrified, and asked, "Is it worth it?"

Abigail smiled. It was a harmless, almost innocent smile.

"Of course, it's worth it. Why should I be the only one stuck in pain? He, the one who caused it all, should suffer just as much as I did!"

She downed another glass of wine, her eyes burning with pure hatred.

The video ended there.

I stared at the screen, at the look of seething resentment in Abigail's eyes, and felt my heart plunge into darkness.

No wonder she'd been so eager to pick me up from the airport when she heard I was back.

She hadn't shown any anger at all. There was only warmth and enthusiasm, as if nothing had ever come between us.

All that love in her eyes had been nothing but an act.

A cold chill ran through me as the full truth hit home.

The only reason she'd married me was to get revenge for what she saw as my betrayal.

I'd thought that, on our wedding day, the friends who'd gathered were genuinely happy for us. But now I realized that they were all just there to watch the show.

They'd come to see how Abigail would slowly, methodically, drive me to the edge.

My breathing grew heavy, and for a moment, I didn't know how to process any of this.