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Just when I thought life was finally settling down, he showed up.

The other woman’s husband.

I already had a feeling he was the biological father.

But still, I didn’t want to face that part of my past–the part that was planned, manipulated.

When I saw him again, he didn’t ask.

He demanded custody.

“It might’ve been an accident back then,” he said, “but I’m still the kid’s father.”

My heart pounded. I tried to stay cool.

“Custody’s with me. I’m not giving him up.”

He just smirked.

“Know why you won?”

I froze for a second, and he added,

“Because your husband cheated, tried to hurt you, and wasn’t even related to the kid.”

“But I am. I’m the biological father.”

“That changes everything.”

I stared at him coldly.

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“What do you want?”

His eyes wandered over me, lingering like a creep.

“I’m not stupid. I knew my wife got swapped.”

He leaned in, smirking.

“Gotta admit… you taste better than her.”

I already didn’t like him–now I was straight–up disgusted.

Then he laid it out:

“Give me custody, or marry me. Your call.”

I laughed in his face and kicked him out.

But he didn’t even get mad. Just smiled real calm.

“You’re not ready yet. I’ll give you a month to think about it.”

As he left, my son walked in.

He saw the guy and smiled a little.

“Hey, Uncle Ryan.”

Ryan ruffled his hair and said sweetly, “Good boy.”

As soon as the door shut, I turned to my son.

That’s when I found out–he was the guy who’d been giving him candy at school.

He’d been cozying up to my son way before today.

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He thought that would give him leverage.

What he didn’t know was–I recorded everything he said.

There’s no way in hell I’d marry a guy like that.

And I sure as hell wasn’t handing over my kid.

When I shared my story online, people rallied around me.

So many moms messaged me–going through the same nightmare.

I told them exactly what I did:

Get proof. Then run.

But this wasn’t over yet.

I started digging into the man–my kid’s biological father.

Name: Ryan Foster.

Owner of a chain of auto dealerships.

Loaded. Connected.

But if he had all that, why would his wife mess around with my ex?

Love? Please. I wasn’t buying it.

I kept digging.

Turns out, the guy was a serial cheater. Dozens of women.

A total dirtbag. No wonder his wife bailed.

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The more I found, the sicker I felt.

But weirdly, also relieved.

Then it got darker.

Before he ever got near my son, he’d been accused of preying on underage girls.

Rumor was, he got beat so bad he lost his ability to have kids.

And still, nothing ever stuck.

He just moved on… to us.

He’d already stolen a strand of my son’s hair for a DNA test.

He tried to win him over with gifts and fake affection.

One month later–on the day of the custody hearing- I dropped the bomb.

Proof of him sleeping with escorts.

Proof of cheating while married.

I stood up in court and said,

“I’m not giving my kid to someone like that.”

He didn’t flinch. Just turned to my son and said softly,

“Hey buddy, don’t you love those big trucks on TV?”

“You come with me–big trucks, big house, all the chocolate you want. Everything’s yours.”

My son shrank back, terrified.

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He ran to my mom and cried, “I don’t want him–I want Mommy!”

Ryan’s smile snapped.

“I give you candy and this is how you treat me?!”

I looked him dead in the eye.

“My son doesn’t take candy from strangers.”

“You shoved it on him and now you want to guilt–trip him?”

“You think a few sweets would buy him off?

Sorry–he’s not that dumb.”

He saw the plan wasn’t working and changed tactics.

“I’ve got money. I can give him a life you can’t.

You? You’re broke.

A single mom with multiple kids–what can you offer?”

And that’s when the cops walked in.

Charges: sexual misconduct with a minor.

They hauled him out right there.

I said, loud and clear,

“Better to be poor than a criminal. You don’t deserve anyone’s kid.”

He looked back at me, stunned.

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Guess he didn’t expect his money wouldn’t make this disappear.

But the truth?

What you’ve done always leaves a trace.

And I got custody.

After he went to prison, my life finally calmed down.

I lived with my mom, raising the kids together.

Two years later, the store we opened blew up with business.

We hired help. Expanded. Opened more locations.

Now, with everything stable, Mom and I take the kids on trips all the time.

We’re finally… free.

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Spoiled by Neglect

Status: Ongoing

Part 1: The Final Moments

Evelyn dies in misery — paralyzed, helpless, lying in her own filth in a nursing home.
Her only visitor is her daughter Naomi, who stares down at her with hatred instead of love.

“You only sent me two hundred dollars a month at NYU,” Naomi sneers, waving a receipt. “So guess what? I’ll buy you the cheapest urn I can find — for two hundred.”
Her laughter echoes as she leaves. Evelyn tries to speak, to explain, but only wheezing escapes her lips.
And just like that, she dies — alone, heartbroken, branded a monster mother.

Part 2: The Funeral Lies

Even in death, there is no peace.
At her funeral, whispers swirl like smoke:

“She was so cold.”
“Starved her daughter through college.”
“All she ever cared about was money.”
No one knows the truth. No one wants to.
Because the truth is uglier than the lie — and it starts with her husband.

Part 3: The Hidden Truth

Evelyn had sent her daughter three thousand dollars every month.
But her “honest” husband, Crane Holloway, had stolen twenty-four hundred of it each time, sending only six hundred to Naomi.
Then, to make it worse, he told their daughter that Evelyn had cut her allowance — painting her as stingy and cruel.
And where did the money go?
Straight into funding his secret mistress and their second family across town.

Part 4: The Rebirth

The last breath fades…
Then she wakes up — back in her younger body — the exact day she’s about to send Naomi her first college allowance.
For a moment, disbelief floods her chest.
Then fury replaces it.
This time, she swears, no one will take advantage of her again.

Part 5: The Manipulator Returns

“Babe, just Venmo me the cash and I’ll send it all to Naomi in one go,”
Crane calls casually from the kitchen, wearing that same fake smile he always did — the “good guy” act that once fooled her.
He even adds, “I’ll throw in an extra two thousand so she doesn’t have to penny-pinch.”
Last lifetime, that charm had worked.
This lifetime? Not a chance.

Part 6: The Moment of Clarity

Looking at him now — the man she once called her soulmate — Evelyn sees every lie, every manipulation, every stolen cent.
His eyes give him away — the greed, the hidden calculation, the smirk behind his “loving” mask.
This was the exact moment her downfall began before.
Not this time.

“Sure,” she says softly. “Three thousand.”
He beams, believing he’s fooled her again.

Part 7: The Parasite’s Routine

Crane launches into his next act:

“Hey babe, mind shooting me another five grand from your checking? I’m tapped out — need some new fall gear.”
He rubs his hands together, playing the helpless husband card.
Evelyn has heard it all before — every excuse, every “you’re too busy to handle money.”
She remembers it now: how he’d insisted she let him manage her paycheck “for the family.”
She’d been a full-time worker, the only breadwinner, while he sat at home pretending to be her financial protector.
He wasn’t managing her money — he was bleeding her dry.

Part 8: The Realization

In her past life, Evelyn had been blind — trusting him completely, believing his charm and his lies.
But now, reborn and awake, she sees every red flag for what it is.
She’s not the naive woman who funded his affairs.
She’s the woman who came back to take everything he stole — with interest.

Part 9: The Shift

“Fine,” she says flatly.
Crane’s eyes light up, mistaking her calm for submission. He tries to hug her, confident that she’s still “his Evelyn.”
But when he reaches out — she steps aside.
His arms catch only air.
The confusion on his face is priceless.
“What’s your problem? I slaved over dinner and you won’t even let me touch you?”
Evelyn doesn’t even look at him.
“No problem,” she says coldly. “She’s my daughter. I’ll send her the money myself.”

Part 10: The Reborn Woman

And just like that, the tables turn.
For the first time in twenty years, Evelyn keeps her own money — and her power.
She’s no longer a victim of lies or manipulation.
This time, she’s the one writing the story.
And before she’s done, every liar — her husband, his mistress, their secret family — will pay for what they did.
Because this life, Evelyn Holloway isn’t dying in filth.
She’s living for vengeance.