Rescued Me Novel – Chapter 8
Cole’s words hung in the air, thick and heavy with unspoken meaning.
“If I divorce her, are you going to marry me?“>
I laughed. Sharp. Bitter. “And why the hell would I do that?”
His lips curled into a smirk. “Because it makes sense.“}
I scoffed. “There’s no sense in any of this, Cole. What’s the use of getting married again? If it’s just for business, if it’s just another deal, I’m not letting it happen. Not again.” I shook my head. “I’m done being betrayed.“>
He studied me, his gaze unreadable. Then, he took a step closer, lowering his voice. “What if it’s not just for business?“}
I stilled.
“What if it’s because…” he exhaled, tilting his head slightly, eyes locking onto mine. “Even after all these years, I still want you.
My breath caught.”
But I shoved that feeling down. I wouldn’t fall for this. Not again.”
Cole didn’t stop. “And don’t you think it would be the perfect revenge?” He leaned in slightly, his voice smooth as silk. “Dominic and Julienne destroyed us. They thought they won. But imagine how much it would destroy them to see us together. To see us rebuild what they ruined.”
I clenched my fists.
It would drive them insane.}
Dominic, who thought I was broken beyond repair.
Julienne, who took everything from me and expected me to disappear.”
I wanted them to suffer. To feel the same betrayal, the same devastation they had inflicted on me.”
But Cole–he was dangerous in his own way.”
I met his gaze, voice steady. “Then prove it.”
His brows lifted slightly.
“If you really want to take revenge, then deal with it,” I said. “Divorce Julienne. Destroy their lives. Make sure they pay for everything they’ve done.” I held my chin high. “And then I’ll consider your offer.“}
Cole smirked, like he had expected my answer. “Fair enough.”
I returned to my hotel, exhaustion weighing on my shoulders, but my mind refused to rest. Revenge wasn’t something that came quickly–it had to be built, crafted piece by piece until it crushed the enemy completely.”
Just as I sat on the edge of the bed, my phone buzzed.
A call.
From the man I had hired to watch them.
I answered immediately. “What did you find?“”
A few seconds of silence, then a low chuckle. “You’re not going to like it.”
He sent me a video. I opened the file, my hands tightening around the phone as the screen lit up with the image of them.”
Julienne and Dominic.
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Smiling. Laughing. Sitting at the dinner table with their son, a warm, happy family–like nothing had ever happened.§
Like they hadn’t ruined me.”
Julienne leaned into Dominic’s side, whispering something in his ear before pressing a kiss to his cheek. He chuckled, resting a hand on hers. Their son giggled, waving a spoon in the air.”
They were happy.”
They had moved on.
I felt something crack inside me.
After everything they did–after betraying me, after killing my daughter, after stealing everything I had-
They got to be happy?!
A slow, cold rage spread through me.”
No.
I wouldn’t let them win.
I wouldn’t let them live happily ever after while I suffered.”
They were going to pay.
And I was going to make sure of it.”
Days later, the world woke up to chaos.”
“BREAKING NEWS: Billionaire Cole Laurent Files for Divorce from Julienne Laurent!“}
I smirked as I sipped my coffee, flipping through the headlines on my phone. Julienne must have been losing her mind. The media had shredded her apart.
The perfect, elegant wife discarded overnight.”
But it was the second headline that caught my breath.
“Cole Laurent Confesses: “I Married the Wrong Twin–I Was Always in Love with Evelyne.”
My fingers tightened around the phone.
So this was his next move.
And suddenly, the game had changed.”
Meanwhile, Julienne had been mindlessly strolling through the luxury shopping mall, a designer bag in one hand, her phone in the other. Dominic had given her his black card before leaving for work, and she had taken full advantage of it- just as she deserved.
She had spent the entire morning slipping into expensive dresses, trying on diamonds that sparkled under the store lights, feeling like she had finally secured the life she was meant to have.
She never thought about Cole.
Not really.
He was just there–a shadow in her past, a convenience her parents had forced upon her. She had played the role of the perfect wife, obedient and graceful, because that was what was expected of her. Because staying married to Cole meant security.
But in reality, she had already moved on long ago.