On The Day I Divorced Him, I Married His Uncle

“Niece-in-law, are you sure about this? You know I’m like oil and water with your husband, Kevin Dawson. If you choose me, you’re destined to be his mortal enemy.”

My hand trembled violently as I gripped the divorce papers and the equity transfer agreement.

After ten years of marriage, Kevin had slowly worn away all the love I had for him.

On our tenth anniversary, my daughter and I were kidnapped. I frantically called Kevin over and over, but he never picked up. The kidnappers, enraged, stabbed my daughter, leaving her clinging to life in the ICU. I was also badly injured.