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REBIRTH OF THE SCORNED WOMAN

🇳🇬Zulaihat_6200
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“Given a second life, I'll make the most of it.” Amira. **** In her past life, Amira fell in love with the wrong person. She gave up everything just to be with him but She found out everything she had believed in was a lie perfectly created by her best friend. She woke up, to realize she had been reborn and sent back three years before she got married to the lying, cheating and deceitful husband. Will Amira make the most out of her second life or will she make the same mistake? What role will Stephen King play in her life? Will Amira be able to stand the test of time when she realizes that she has more enemies than she could ever imagine?
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Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

Amira 

Today is our second wedding anniversary and I had been home all day trying to set up a surprise for Liam.

I know he would be tired, worn out and hungry by the time he gets back from work.

Who wouldn't be, with a boss like Stephen king, who I nicknamed the devil himself. My dad had wanted to set a marriage alliance between us but he outright declined.

And I would never had gone ahead with it, I had never hated anyone in this world like I did, Stephen king.

I continued kneading my dough before a stinky burning smell caught my nose making me turn abruptly to see my bacon had already turned pitch black even though the heat was very low.

Grabbing a paper towel, I dried my wet hand and swiftly take it down after turning off the stove. I kicked the stove bottom, tears welling up in my eyes as my frustration grew.

I am not a good cook and the first time I tried to make it work, turned disastrous.

The clock ticking down the living room, reminding me of how little time I had before Liam walks through that door made panic rose up in my throat. He'll be pissed.

'Just order, will ya and stop wasting your time. You'll never be a good cook.' The stupid voice in my head taunted.

Having no other option, I did just that. I hurried upstairs to grab my phone from my home office, just in time for it to chime, signifying a message coming in.

I picked it up to see it was a message from Liam:

"Running late, love. See you soon. – Liam"

My smile faltered for a moment, a nagging voice whispering in my mind. He is always running late and end up apologizing with flowers and sweet words.

I started walking back downstairs as I scroll through the food app, adding everything I want to the cart. I paid for them and waited the delivery while resting on the lounge.

My phone chimed again which I ignored this time, my blood boils thinking it was another excuse message from Liam.

But the beeping kept on coming every five second which became annoying, picking up the phone to turn it off but the series of notification stopped me. 

I press one and it took me to an app that I didn't remember installing on my phone and there I found different picture and video. 

Still trying to recall it, I tapped one of the video and it started playing, the first thing that came to view was a back, someone's back, a males back before his butt raised up as he shoved down his brief and throwing it somewhere and his butt looks familiar with the strawberry birthmark.

The next thing I heard was a very familiar voice, that I will recognize anytime and anywhere making me sit upright in a fast motion. Liam.

I was still wondering what was going on and a light bulb went off in my head. It was a ring cam, we had installed when he first got the car, and we sometime use it to record ourselves in the car.

But why was he naked? Is he with anyone? My stomach churned at the thought of that, I hope it's not what I am thinking. Liam cheating on me.

'Or maybe he is trying to change his clothe.' I thought and was about to turn off the video when I heard a second voice and a face came into the view, my best friend.

At the top right of my phone, it shows the video is live. Wondering what they were doing together since I remember that Annie wasn't in town, I continue watching.

For some reason, I didn't see anything wrong in it. I was happy she would be coming to my house on our anniversary. But thinking back later, I should have heard the alarm bells going off. I was too trusting.

I watched and waited to see what will happen, they hadn't been in a close proximity since after our marriage. They had found one reason or the other to avoid each other which confused me at the time.

What shocked me now was how she jumped into his arms and wrapped her hands around his neck and he placed his lips on hers, giving her a searing kiss that made my blood boils and my stomach hit the floor. They were having an affairs. Is that why he is always late when we have plans or it's our anniversary?

Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision as they fall freely, hitting my cheek as a sharp pain or sudden tightness pull in my chest at the betrayal.

Thinking I needed proof, or he would lie through his teeth and make me a fool. I hit the recording on my phone before seeing that I could just save, which I did and continue watching.

The sound of Annie's laughter floated through the car as he tickled her and I tried to remember if our relationship was this good, I mean we hadn't had sex in a week now. He was always complaining of tiredness from work. Guess this is where he gets his fix before coming back home.

It didn't take long for them to start kissing and stripping each other's clothes again. My lips trembled, quivering like a leaf as my hands shook uncontrollably.

My body shook, with each ragged breath, I slumped against the couch I was sitting on, my fingers grasping the edge as it were the only thing holding me from collapsing.

To say I was shocked was understatement, even if he was going to cheat, why does it have to be my best friend?

Annie started groaning and Liam was now naked, lying on the drivers sit as he hoisted her up to his face, her ass suspended in the air.

He never did that to me, he said he didn't like going down on a woman, that it's so gross and not a real man trait. So it was only me he was grossed out with.

I wipe my tear furiously, my hand clenched the phone tightly like it going to split into two; how had I been a fool not to see this happening right under my nose, I bet they were having the time of their life behind my back, taking me for a fool. 

"Oh Liam… keep going… don—t stop… I am cummingggggg." She shouted, her leg visibly shaking but he didn't relent, his head was still buried between her legs.

He starts to bring her down while kissing his way up to her breast, his lips latched on to her areola and his hand grabbed the other breast, showing them love at the same time.

His glisten dick could be seen on the cam as she straddle him, lowering herself on his thighs and his cock disappearing inside her. 

To my utter horror, he didn't wear any condom; that lying cheap ass bastard. He never had sex with me without putting one on, always using the 'we are still young and not ready for kids card' but I should have known better.

He kept thrusting into her, and they were moaning and groaning like animals in heat till they rolled over and he was now top.

Her legs were wrapped around his waist as her long nails leave love mark on his back and he kept saying. "Yes baby, mark me. I love your mark." But he always hated it and I know better now.

With me, it was always fu****ng, to make me happy not love making and I now believe he never loved me at all.

"Honey, why won't you let me divorce that witch? I have endured enough of her unpleasant face but you still push me to her" He moaned and continue peppering kiss on her neck. 

Anger consume me at the mention of that before laughter bubbled out of my throat. Why should I be sad? When he is the one that has to pay for cheating on me.

I waited to hear what she has to say. 

"Baby, I told you before. We need her, she is loaded, your salary don't allow us leave the extravagant life we want but with her here, you don't have to worry about any bills and you get to buy me pretty things so it's a win-win as far as I am concern, why? I get to have you and her money. Why change a good paying machine when it's still new?"

Ouch, so I am a good paying machine? 

"That's harsh. Do you hate her this much? You never told me the real reason why we started this game. And does that means you only wanted me to help you get the inheritance?" he asked, faking hurt and they laughed over it.

Inheritance? What inheritance? And who's?

"Oh shush now, you know I will always love you. No matter what, her inheritance is just a bonus." She said while playfully hitting on the chest. 

He rolled away from her, settling in the passenger seat.

Annie chuckled a bit, getting his attention as he raised a brow at her. "I am just wondering what the look on Amira face would be like when she finds out she is not the trophy wife she think she is."

He also joined her and laughed. "Don't worry, she'll be dead before then."

What? 

"What will be funnier is when she finds out we have together for ages even before she met you." He added and started getting dress. "But she is too dumb and will never find out, like I said she'll be dead before she does."

They shared another kiss after they finish putting on their clothes. 

"I'll drop you off then head back. You know our anniversary is today and she's probably waiting since I dropped her a message." He exchange seat with her and fastened his seat belt.

Her lips turned down in a pout and she throw her hand around him in protest. "No, I want to come with you."

"Annie, that's not possible. Have you forgotten she knows you are out of town?" he reminded, his eyes narrowing into a slit.

"Yes but…" she paused before a look of happiness grace her face. "I could tell her I came back today and asked you to pick me up. She is dumb anyway so she won't notice anything. Please." She bat her eyelashes at him.

"Fine, fine. Stop giving me those puppy eyes." He succumb.

My tears are dried up now as I sit here, shattered and broken. I am glad to have sign a pre-nuptial agreement with him before our wedding even though they try to convince me otherwise and I am even more grateful to not have signed of my inheritance to him.

'If only you had listened to your dad, then none of this would have happened.' I thought to myself, regret welling up in my gut.

I remembered dad last statement on the day of our wedding. "Amira, you're making a mistake. One you might never recover from." His eyes held anger and disappoi

ntment but most especially regret for what? I didn't know better then.

But now, I do and I won't make the same mistake twice.