He Stole My Life for His Mistress,So I Took Everything Back — Novel

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In a world where sacrifice is currency, Cassandra Salazar finds herself trapped in a web of betrayal and desperation. After trading ten years of her life for a mere three million dollars to save her fragile daughter, Nora, she discovers that her husband has twisted the deal to benefit his mistress instead. As grief consumes her, Cassandra decides to take back what was stolen, but can she navigate the treacherous waters of revenge without losing herself in the process?

With time running out for Nora, Cassandra must confront not only her husband’s dark secrets but also her own demons. Each choice she makes carries the weight of her daughter's future, and the stakes are higher than ever. When the past collides with the present, will she manage to rewrite her fate, or will the forces against her prove too powerful to overcome?

As Cassandra begins her quest to reclaim her life, the question looms: how far is she willing to go to protect her daughter, and what will she sacrifice in return? In this gripping tale of love, betrayal, and redemption, nothing is as it seems, and every decision could alter the course of their lives forever.

He Stole My Life for His Mistress,So I Took Everything BackChapter 1

My daughter was a butterfly baby—her skin as fragile as a butterfly's wings, shattering at the slightest touch.

In my previous life, my husband found some dark practitioner who offered me a deal: trade ten years of my lifespan for three million dollars to pay for my daughter's surgery.

But he took that money and secretly used it to extend the life of his mistress's terminally ill son by ten years.

Without the surgery in time, my daughter's skin broke down completely. Infection spread through her tiny body, and she slipped away from me forever.

My husband consoled me afterward. Even if she'd had the surgery, he said, she would've been sickly her whole life. It's better she moved on to her next life sooner.

When he realized I'd discovered the truth, his tone shifted to irritated justification:

"Anita's a single mother. If Hayden Acevedo dies, she won't survive it either."

"We're different. If our daughter's gone, we can always have another one."

My heart turned to ice.

I crushed sleeping pills into his drink. I filled the bathtub with scalding water. And while he slept, I let him cook until he was medium-well.