They say revenge is a dish best served cold, but when my ex-husband’s new wife contacted me, I was pulled into a web of desperation and secrets. I thought my past pain was behind me, but her plea for help reopened old wounds.
Five years ago, my life fell apart. I was married to Kevin, a charming businessman. Everything seemed perfect until he accidentally texted me instead of his mistress. “I hate her, Jess. I hate Bridget. She can’t even give me a baby.”
I was infertile, something he knew before we married. I couldn’t forgive him, so we divorced. He married Jessica, his mistress. I blocked out news about them until a month ago when Jess reached out. She was pregnant, and Kevin wanted her to abort. Desperate, she asked for my help.
I agreed to protect her and the baby, moved her into my lake house, and planned Kevin’s downfall. An audit revealed his financial misconduct, ruining his business. Jess divorced him, and we exposed his manipulation publicly. In the end, Kevin lost everything, and justice was served.
