April Fools “Surprise” Husband Divorcing Me For His “Pure” Girl novel Chapter 77

Chapter 8

Chapter S

I turned and walked out of that hospital.

Time for Amber’s little reality check.

I told her everything. How Carter picked me over her without even blinking.

Amber was already half-insane from losing the baby. This news?

Game over.

She went completely nuclear. Screaming, smashing everything, like some rabid animal all night long.

Finally. Music to my ears.

But the show wasn’t over.

Carter still had those attempted murder charges hanging over his head.

No way in hell I was letting him walk away clean.

Three days post-hospital discharge? His company crashed and burned.

Day four, he crawled to my parents’ house like some pathetic stalker.

Had security kick his ass to the curb.

Day seven, karma came knocking.

“Carter Wilson, guilty of attempted murder. Life sentence.”

Bye bye, asshole. Enjoy your cage.

I cut Amber loose after that.

Look, she was just another dumb bitch who got played. Sure, she tried destroying me, but I’d already returned the favor tenfold.

Plus with Carter locked up forever, what was the point?

Plot twist nobody saw coming – Carter died a month later.

Amber visited him in prison, kept telling him she never gave a shit about him, then stabbed him with a fruit knife.

Guards found him bleeding out like a stuck pig. Too bad, so sad.

Amber got the death penalty.

Perfect ending.

As for me? Figured I’d stay single forever.

Then life threw me a curveball.

65.0%

or Me for His “Pure” Girl

Chapter 8

Met this guy who was nothing like Carter. Patient, gentle, never pushed my buttons.

I was paranoid as hell at first. After that nightmare with Carter, I trusted nobody.

But this one was different. Even my parents fell for his charm.

Slowly, my walls came down.

We got married the next fall. Sarah threw rice at us and everything.

Got knocked up pretty quick. Spent most of it freaking out, but this time felt different.

This baby was made from actual love, not lies.

When our son arrived, my husband bawled like a baby.

I was finally a real mom.

Life was perfect. Carter felt like some bad dream.

Until his psycho parents showed up.

These two old farts from bumfuck nowhere had no clue their precious son was dead. Just knew they hadn’t heard from him.

When they found out, they hunted me down like bloodhounds.

“You home-wrecking whore!”

“My boy’s barely cold and you’re already playing house! Disgusting!”

This crazy old bat cornered me on the street, screeching like a demon.

Her husband was stopping random people, spinning some sob story about how I killed their son and stole his money.

I was about to set the record straight when my husband stepped up.

“Talk shit about me all you want. But Luna’s off limits.”

“Shut it! You think you’d have that fancy life without her blood money? Pay up or we’re calling the cops!”

Total nutjobs.

People were staring, trying to figure out what the hell was happening.

Then it clicked. They realized these lunatics were talking about Carter Wilson – the monster who tried feeding his wife to wolves.

Back then, plenty of people thought Carter’s life sentence was too harsh.

But nobody cared. Most figured he was a psycho who just failed at murder.

Suddenly everyone who’d been judging me turned on the old couple instead. Started cursing them out.

The old farts were getting roasted but still wouldn’t move. Just kept demanding money.

That’s when I got it – no wonder Carter was such garbage. Look at his parents.

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