When His Mistress Celebrated My Miscarriage I Unleashed Revenge

The day after my wedding, my husband ran off with his childhood sweetheart and disappeared under mysterious circumstances. I covered the city with missing person posters and searched endlessly, but he was nowhere to be found. Six years later, while taking my child to an early childhood education class, he made an unexpected return, arm-in-arm with the same woman. When he heard my two-year-old call me "Mom," he angrily demanded, "I never touched you in all our time together. Where did this child come from?"

I replied coolly, "Even if you abandoned your wife, someone else treasured me."

It was a deserted street with only a few people around. William Gray's grip on my wrist was firm, and his voice rang out sharply. "Adrianna, how dare you make a fool of me? Who is that man?" I attempted to pull away, inadvertently letting go of my child's hand.

His relentless questions cut through the air: "While I've been working tirelessly, you're here with another man and even had a child! When did you two start, and what else have you done behind my back?"

His accusations filled my ears, and I could hear Tucker crying. "Tucker, don't worry. Mommy's here..." I managed to break free and scoop Tucker into my arms, but he was too frightened to be soothed.

"Watch your words. My son is not illegitimate," I retorted.

William, clad in an expensive suit, pointed at Tucker. "Adrianna, we never had a child during our marriage, and now he's calling you 'Mom'? You expect me to believe he's not illegitimate?"

I knocked his hand away and questioned sharply, "You ran off with someone else immediately after our wedding. I looked for you everywhere, and now you have the nerve to question me?"

"You've been unfaithful, yet you're acting innocent? Do you think you're right?" He grabbed my wrist harshly, his eyes burning with anger. "Who is his father? Someone wealthier than me, or did he charm you into having a child out of wedlock?"

I frowned. "Don't speak nonsense. My son was born legitimately."

Fury flickered in William’s eyes, and he slapped me hard. The sound resonated loudly. Before I could react, another slap followed, causing blood to trickle from my mouth and making me unsteady.

As I tried to defend myself, someone suddenly grasped my wrist and twisted it behind me. Sharp nails dug into my arm, and a well-dressed woman laughed behind me.

"Adrianna, how could you do this? William was so good to you, and you betray him," Gracelyn Wright mocked, forcing me to turn and see the diamond necklace around her neck. She was the one who had run off with William, yet she was accusing me.

"I didn’t betray him. This child is my—"

Before I could finish, William dragged me into the street, shouting, "Everyone, come see! While I was working hard to support this spendthrift of a wife, she couldn't stay loyal! She cheated and even had a child with another man!"

His shouts attracted the attention of passersby, who looked at me with disdain. "How shameless! While the man's out working, she should be at home, yet she's having an affair."

"Isn’t that child about two years old?" someone noted.

William released me and grabbed the crying Tucker. "I've been away for six years, and you have a two-year-old child! How can you deny your infidelity?"

I shook off Gracelyn and took Tucker back into my arms, pleading with the onlookers, "I didn’t cheat! Please, someone call the police! They’re accusing me falsely!"

A bystander paused, pulling out a phone. "I read a story about con artists pretending to be husbands to kidnap women!"

William, however, pulled out a document from his pocket. "Who’s the con artist? We have a marriage certificate!"

The crowd leaned in to look, and sure enough, it had our faces. Their opinions shifted, and they began to accuse me again.

"How could you do this? Your husband seems well-off, and you're dissatisfied?" one of them exclaimed.

I shook my head. "That marriage certificate is long invalid. It has no legal standing!"

"It's official, yet you argue. Is that man really worth it?" William tucked the certificate back into his pocket, bending down to grip Tucker's chin.

"Tell me, who is your father? Which man did she have you with?" he sneered.

"Let go of my son!" I shouted, pushing against him.

"Get lost!" William shoved me aside. As I struggled to get up, I heard Lydia’s voice approaching.

"Adrianna! Tucker! You can’t bully my family!" Lydia called out.

Excitement surged in William as he ran towards her. "Mom!"