My Husband Killed My Daughter so I Ruined Him

"Do you still want to destroy my husband and your greatest enemy?" I said, my voice flat over the phone. "If yes… pick me up after seven days. I'm going to marry you."

“Is what I’m hearing right? Samantha Reid—Mrs. Jackson Smith—is finally agreeing to marry me? After all these years of swearing you’d rather rot in hell? But what about your child with him?"

I swallowed, hard. "There is no child anymore. Jackson… killed our baby."

And before he could say another word, I ended the call and dropped the phone beside me.