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In a world where love and betrayal collide, Odette Abbott stands at a crossroads, grappling with the fallout of her husband's shocking announcement on their daughter's birthday. As Victor Sanchez's cruel intentions come to light, the fragile bond between parents shatters, leaving Odette to navigate the treacherous waters of heartbreak and anger alone. Can she find the strength to rise from the ashes of their broken family, or will the bitter taste of revenge consume her?
When tragedy strikes, Odette is thrust into a battle far more dangerous than the one she fought for her marriage. With Victor's heart now entwined with the young intern who tore their family apart, Odette must confront the chilling reality of his indifference. As she races against time to save her daughter, the stakes grow higher, and the line between love and vengeance blurs.
In this gripping tale of loss, resilience, and the fierce determination of a mother, secrets unravel, and innocence is lost. Will Odette reclaim her life and protect her daughter, or will the darkness of betrayal pull them both under? The answer lies within the choices they make, and the price of freedom may be more than she ever imagined.
Divorced on Our Daughter’s Birthday,My Ex-Husband Paid in BloodChapter 1
At the birthday party, my daughter was just about to blow out her candles.
Victor Sanchez leaned in with a smile, his tone light—as if he were telling a joke.
"Talia Abbott, sweetie, Mommy and Daddy are getting divorced. Why don't you make a wish for Aunt Rebecca Harding to give you a little brother?"
The smile froze on my daughter's face. Her eyes filled with tears in an instant.
The next second, she burst into wails, the fork slipping from her trembling fingers.
Victor clicked his tongue in irritation.
I couldn't take it anymore. I scooped Talia into my arms and carried her to the bedroom.
After I finally got her to sleep, I took the divorce agreement and found Victor.
"I signed it."
He blinked, clearly caught off guard. After all my desperate clinging before, he hadn't expected me to let go so easily.
But relief washed over his face almost immediately.
"Should've come around sooner. Don't worry—Rebecca's still just a girl at heart. She's not cut out to be a stepmother. The kid's yours."