My Husband’s Mistress Took My Child, I Took Her Life — Novel

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In a world where love turns to betrayal and vengeance simmers beneath the surface, Hannah Phillips finds herself at the crossroads of her shattered dreams. Eight months pregnant and desperate, she bursts into a cruel game orchestrated by her husband, Carlos. As she grapples with the reality that he has traded their future for another woman, Hannah's heart is torn between love and rage. How far will she go to reclaim what was stolen?

Every relationship is tested as she confronts the mistress who dared to take her child. With blood on her hands and a resolve hardening within, Hannah is no longer the passive wife; she’s ready to fight for her dignity and reclaim her life. But as her violent actions spiral out of control, will she lose herself in the process?

Carlos, the man she once adored, stands as a reminder of everything she sacrificed. In the wake of heartache, vengeance, and shattered promises, can Hannah find a way to rise from the ashes? Or will her quest for retribution lead her down a darker path than she ever imagined?

My Husband’s Mistress Took My Child, I Took Her LifeChapter 1

When the picture of Carlos Phillips’s kidnapping arrived, I ran out, eight months pregnant, holding a knife. By the time I reached the last door, I was covered in blood and holding my belly. I heard laughter inside.

“The bet ended in ten minutes. Do you really think Hannah could make it here with that bump?”

“Or make this sister kneel to me and we’ll forget the wine-throwing.”

“If anything happened to the baby in Hannah’s womb, I’d take the blame.”

Then Carlos’s cold voice cut in. “What? Afraid of losing?”

“No. I just knew how hard you’d worked for this child. You were risking your wife’s life over a bet. Had you thought what would happen if something went wrong?”

“Shut up. She wasn’t a plaything, she was everything to me. If I lost the child, I could have another. But I wouldn’t let anyone hurt her.”

“Besides, I knew I’d win. Hannah would come.”

I gripped the knife tight in my hand, the taste of blood spreading in my mouth. What I thought was a kidnapping turned out to be nothing more than a bet Carlos made to protect another woman.

He had thrown away our eight-month-old child for her.