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In a world where love can turn to betrayal in an instant, Zelda finds herself drowning in a sea of anguish and despair. On what should have been a night of celebration, her husband Stefan's shocking neglect forces her to confront a chilling reality—he has chosen to prioritize a life of luxury and deceit over the well-being of their sick daughter. As she fights to save Ysabell from the consequences of Stefan's actions, the weight of a broken family hangs heavily over her.
With each passing day, Zelda grapples with the aftermath of a devastating betrayal. As she watches her daughter struggle with the repercussions of a father's cruelty, the question looms: How far will a mother go to protect her child? Fueled by heartbreak and rage, Zelda is driven by the desire for revenge against those who have shattered her family. But as she embarks on this dark path, she must confront the depths of her own pain and the choices that led her to this moment.
When the lines between love and vengeance blur, can Zelda reclaim her life, or will the taste of revenge consume her? In a tale where every decision carries weight and every relationship is tested, the journey towards healing is fraught with challenges—and the stakes have never been higher.
Taste of My RevengeChapter 1
On New Year's Eve, I got stuck cleaning up my husband's mess at the office. Our daughter was still running a high fever, but my husband was eager to take his mistress and her son home. He even told my daughter that this was a family dinner.
When our daughter and his mistress's son fought, he immediately slapped her without even finding out what happened while saying, "You're just like your mother. Bossy, unreasonable and always bullying others."
He also forced our daughter to apologize. Her face was red because of the high fever, but he thought she was unconvincing. He then locked her in her room as punishment while he took his mistress and her son out for a fancy meal. Our daughter was left delirious from the fever, while my husband played the role of a loving family man with his mistress and her son on screen.
Why should we have to endure this? I wanted those bitchy pair of scumbags to pay for what they'd done to us, to my daughter and me.
New Year's Eve should be a time for family reunions. Instead, I received a call from my daughter. Her voice was weak and tearful.