Revenge on the Husband Who Pushed Me Off a Cliff. I Married His Father
I once thought an arranged business marriage was already the end of the road.
I never imagined the real trap would be giving my heart to the wrong people.
My husband, Ethan, the man I had loved with everything I had, and Chloe, my best friend, the woman I once treated like a little sister, worked together to push me off a cliff.
My face was destroyed.
For three years, I crawled my way back from hell and rebuilt myself from the bones up.
I changed my face. I had myself made into the image of his dead mother.
Then, step by step, I planned my return and married his aging father, Victor.
At our wedding, I looked at Ethan and Chloe’s bloodless faces. My smile was gentle, but every inch of it was laced with poison.
Then I said softly, “Call me Mom.”
From that day on, I lived inside the Mafia family as Donna. On the surface, I made their lives miserable, cruelly forcing them to taste every bit of suffering I had once endured. Behind the scenes, I joined hands with Jasper, Ethan’s uncle, stirring up chaos and helping him seize power and take control of the family assets.
I planned Ethan’s downfall with my own hands. I ruined his reputation, exposed his affairs during marriage, and watched as he and Chloe turned on each other, drowning in suspicion and hatred.
But what I never saw coming was that Victor had known the truth all along. He had seen through my identity. He had seen through my purpose. And yet he said nothing. Worse, he fell for me. He was even willing to hand over the power in his grasp to me.
This game of revenge was supposed to be mine to control. But in the end, it began to move in a direction I had never planned.