I was devoted to Tom Collin, a man whose ambition I once admired. I gave up my career, my future, my entire identity for him. I was the perfect wife while he built his empire. But when he reached the top, I became invisible.
Then I found him with her—his college ex, the woman who’d abandoned him when he had nothing. When I confronted him, the man I married vanished, replaced by a monster whose hands left bruises on my skin.
I was finally ready to leave. But I never got the chance. He left our five-year-old daughter, Joy, alone for his mistress. And in his absence, my baby was murdered.
I buried my child, and with her, the weak woman I used to be. In a haze of grief, I let a handsome stranger hold me for one night in Italy—a single moment of oblivion.
Five years later, I live for one purpose: Revenge. Tom Collin will pay for what he did. He has no idea the woman now standing before him. But my new boss… he might. The magnetic CEO of our rival company is the stranger from that night. And he doesn’t know he’s the father of my secret daughter.


Joy's photograph trembled in my grip, its edges soft from countless nights I'd traced her face with desperate fingers. Her radiant smile gazed back at me, frozen in eternal happiness, a stark contrast to the nightmare unfolding around her grave.


I thought I knew what devastation felt like. I thought burying my daughter was the deepest hell I'd ever experience. But standing here, listening to Tom's words echo across the cemetery, I realized I'd been naive. Some betrayals cut deeper than death itself.


The gathered mourners had fallen into shocked silence. Conversations died mid-sentence. Eyes darted between Tom and me, wide with disbelief. Several people stepped back, as if afraid to witness what was coming. The air itself seemed to hold its breath.


Tom shifted nervously, his gaze sweeping the crowd like a cornered animal searching for escape routes. His carefully constructed facade was crumbling, and he knew it.


Chapter 46 - Chapter 46 Papers at the Grave