Signed Sealed and Divorced. The CEO’s biggest regret
Sienna Langford thought she had the perfect marriage—until her ruthless CEO husband, Adrian Hawthorne, shattered her world with five cruel words: You’re past your prime, Sienna.
Heartbroken and discarded after being handed divorce papers, she begs for another chance, but he replaces her with someone younger. With nothing but a broken heart, she vanishes—taking with her a secret Adrian never knew: his unborn children and enrolling in an elite acting school.
Three years later, Sienna returns as Sienna Monroe, the mesmerizing lead in a global blockbuster. The first time Adrian sees her again? She’s larger than life on the silver screen, captivating millions—including him. Now, the man who once cast her aside is desperate to win her back.
But Sienna is no longer the woman who begged for his love. She’s a star, a mother, and untouchable. Leo Castille a co-star begins to have an unhealthy obsession for her and is ready to do everything good or bad to get her. Admits all of this, she learns about something that changes everything. Adrian is terminally ill. she faces an impossible choice: walk away forever or give her heart to the man who broke it.
Either way, this time, she holds all the power.
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Chapter: Chapter Hundred Forty-One Layla stared at her screen as if the message might vanish if she blinked too hard. She reread Elara Vance’s words again and again. Each time the meaning hit her with a fresh rush that tightened her chest.Elara Vance. The Elara Vance. The woman whose exhibitions filled halls from Paris to Seoul. The woman whose critiques could elevate an artist into a new orbit or crush them with the gentlest sentence. The woman Layla had quietly admired for years.And Elara had sent her a message. Not a reaction to a story or a polite acknowledgment. A message. A glowing, encouraging one that praised her Aurora piece.Layla pressed a hand to her chest. Her heart was racing so fast she felt it against her palm like a trapped bird. Excitement pushed at her ribs, but disbelief tangled with it until she felt almost dizzy.She whispered to the empty apartment, “How did she even see it?”That question slithered in slowly but then rooted deep. She had not uploaded the Aurora painting. She had not shown it o
Last Updated: 2025-12-11
Chapter: Chapter Hundred - FortyThe boutique was quiet enough that Layla could hear her own breath… uneven, shallow, trembling. The charm glinted mockingly in Mrs. Caldwell’s manicured hand, catching the light like something alive. Layla swallowed. Her cheeks burned. Her vision blurred at the edges. And then… The soft chime of the door. A voice, sharp as glass cutting through silk: “What’s going on here?” Every head turned. Sienna stood framed in the doorway, breath slightly short, cheeks flushed, pregnancy glow doing nothing to soften the fury radiating off her like a warning flare. Layla had never been so relieved to see anyone in her life. The first attendant, Rebecca, went frozen, her mouth slightly parted. She knew exactly who had walked in. Everyone did. Sienna Hawthorne wasn’t just the CEO’s wife, she was a household name, a former A-list actress whose face had been plastered on billboards even now. Rebecca’s knees visibly buckled before she scrambled to put on a bright, sugary smile. “Mrs. Hawtho
Last Updated: 2025-12-10
Chapter: Chapter Hundred Thirty-NineThe morning air was crisp as Layla and Sienna stepped out of the penthouse, sunlight spilling over the balcony railings and flooding the hallway with soft gold. Sienna locked the door behind them with one hand while balancing her purse under the other, humming lightly. She had been glowing ever since her second trimester started—happier, calmer, and entirely obsessed with preparing for the twins in every way humanly possible.“Okay,” Sienna said, adjusting her sunglasses as they entered the private elevator. “Before Adrian changes his mind again, we are getting those charms. I found this new jewelry place—apparently they handcraft everything, real gold, real stones, all ethically sourced. Super classy.”Layla smiled. “I’m excited. You’ve been talking about these charms for weeks.”“For months, babe,” Sienna corrected with a soft laugh. “Alina and Leo deserve matching heirloom-level sparkle. Adrian wants something custom for them, and I want matching pieces for him and me and you too.
Last Updated: 2025-11-28
Chapter: Chapter Hundred Thirty-EightThe midday sun streamed through the tall office windows in sharp golden lines, illuminating the stack of contracts spread across the table like they were waiting to pounce. Voss sat with a pen in hand, but his focus drifted somewhere far beyond the spreadsheets and production schedules. Across from him, Adrian flipped through a thick packet, making small, neat annotations in the margins.“You know,” Adrian said casually, not looking up, “fans still haven’t shut up about Sienna’s movie. One film and they talk like she walked off a throne.”He expected at least a smirk. It would’ve been normal. Instead, he got silence.Adrian frowned at the paper, then lifted his gaze. Voss’s eyes were fixed on a point on the wall, unblinking, hollow, like he wasn’t in the room at all.“Voss.”No reaction.Adrian tapped the table. “Voss.”Finally, Voss blinked and turned, startled.“Sorry,” he muttered.Adrian leaned back, crossing his arms. “You’re staring at that binder like you’re about to put it out
Last Updated: 2025-11-27
Chapter: Chapter Hundred Thirty-SevenBernice hadn’t said a single word since sliding into the back seat of the Uber, but the tension sat with her like a living thing. The driver glanced at her in the mirror once, twice, then wisely kept his eyes on the road. The city lights flickered across her face, carving shadows along the lines time had etched into her skin. Her hands were folded tightly in her lap, too tightly, nails pressing crescents into her palms but outwardly she remained composed. Her mind, however, was on fire. Voss’s home. His home. The one he had built without her. The memory replayed itself in fragments. Layla’s soft presence, the way she lingered near Maggie as if afraid to breathe too loudly, Voss’s posture, protective, defiant, the way he’d said yes when she asked if he intended to marry that girl. That girl. Bernice’s chest rose sharply at the thought. Twelve years. Twelve years she had been separated from her son, torn away, misunderstood, treated like a villain by forces she never spoke of.
Last Updated: 2025-11-27
Chapter: Chapter Hundred Thirty- SixBernice’s knock wasn’t loud, yet it carried an authority that filled the hallway. Voss opened the door with a stiffness that only she could summon out of him.“Mother,” he said, straightening. “How did you find my house?”Bernice didn’t answer. She brushed past him with the confidence of someone who had never asked permission for anything. Her eyes swept the living room slowly, inspecting every detail like she was grading his success with a silent checklist. When she nodded in approval, it wasn’t pride in her son; it was satisfaction that he’d turned out “acceptable.”Voss closed the door with a slow exhale, folding his arms. His entire stance said he wished she had never shown up. Layla stood near Maggie, partially hidden behind her shoulder. Maggie’s expression was polite but taut, while Layla’s quiet apprehension clung to her like a second skin.Bernice finally noticed them. Her gaze softened for a brief moment when it landed on Maggie, but when it shifted to Layla, something cold
Last Updated: 2025-11-26
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