MY HUSBAND BETRAYED ME
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Amanda Whitmore built her life around one promise: that love, given fully, would be returned in kind. On the eve of her third wedding anniversary, that promise shatters in a single sentence spoken by her step-sister boyfriend. Her husband, Nathaniel Whitmore — Manhattan's most celebrated but calculated billionaire businessman— is not where he claims to be. He is in the arms of her stepsister.
What follows is not just heartbreak. It is a reckoning. As Amanda's carefully built world collapses, Damien Vance, the stepsister's boyfriend, whose reasons for exposing the affair are far more complicated than sympathy for a stranger. Between hospital wards, empty lofts, and a marriage bed gone cold, Amanda must decide whether to disappear quietly into her humiliation — or rise, reclaim her name, and make every person who used her answer for it.
Revenge has a price. So does love the second time around. Amanda is about to learn she cannot always have both — but she intends to try.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6Amanda's POV "Vivian, stop!" I screamed, my voice reverberating across the room. I was visibly shaking, unable to think clearly enough to know what to do to stop her. At that moment, shouting was the only thing I could manage."You deserve this!" she shouted back, her eyes blazing with fury.I backed away, my heart pounding violently as Damien tightened his hold on her. He struggled to keep her from breaking free, but Vivian fought against him with surprising strength."Put it down!" Damien ordered.Vivian resisted again, and for a moment, Damien nearly lost his grip. The object shifted suddenly through the air, and I instinctively raised my hand to protect my face. A sharp impact struck the side of my hand.I cried out.The object fell from Vivian's grip as Damien finally managed to pull her away. I stared at my hand, stunned by the sudden pain, while Damien looked at me in alarm."Amanda!"His voice was filled with concern as he released Vivian and hurried toward me.Vivian remaine
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5Amanda's POVThe door remained open for several seconds before I finally turned my head toward it. My heart was still racing from everything that had happened, and my mind was struggling to catch up with reality. Damien was beside me, equally silent, his expression changing the moment we both recognized the woman standing in the doorway.Vivian. She stood completely still, staring at us with an expression I had never seen on her face before. Her eyes moved from me to Damien and then back to me again. Shock appeared for only a moment before anger replaced it."So this is what you have been doing," she said quietly.Her voice was calm, but there was something dangerous beneath it.I pulled myself together and sat upright, suddenly aware of how compromising the situation looked. The shame came almost immediately. I lowered my eyes for a moment, unable to meet hers, while Damien moved away from me and straightened himself.None of us spoke. Vivian stepped into the room and slowly closed
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Chapter: CHAPTER FOURAmanda's POVI knew Damien was angry, even though he said nothing. His hands remained firmly on the steering wheel as he drove, and I could feel the tension inside the car. My head was still heavy from the medication, and the pain in my body had not completely gone away, but my mind was clear enough to know what I wanted."I said I want wine," I repeated."You just came out of a hospital," Damien replied. "You should be resting, not drinking.""I know what the doctor said.""Then listen to him."I leaned against the seat and looked outside the window. "I don't want to think anymore."Damien glanced at me through the mirror. "And alcohol will solve that?""No. But maybe it will make me stop thinking for a while."He sighed deeply. For several minutes, he continued driving without saying anything. Then he slowed the car and pulled over.He looked at me. "If that is what you want, I will do that."I stared at him. I had expected another argument. Instead, he turned the car toward a nearb
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Chapter: CHAPTER THREEAmanda's POVThe first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Damien.For a few seconds, I could not understand where I was. The ceiling above me was white, and a bright light hung somewhere above my head. There was a strange smell around me. Something cold was fixed to my hand, and I could hear the soft beeping of a machine beside the bed. I tried to move, but pain spread through my body immediately.I shut my eyes again. Then I heard a familiar voice."Amanda."My eyes opened slowly. Damien was sitting beside my bed. He looked tired. His hair was not properly arranged, and there were dark circles beneath his eyes. He stared at me as if he had been waiting for that exact moment."Damien?" My voice came out weak. He immediately leaned closer. "You're awake."I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain travelled through my back and side. I gasped and fell back against the pillow."Don't move," he said quickly. "You have injuries.""What happened to me?""You were hit by a vehicle."The words ca
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Chapter: CHAPTER TWO
THE ALLEGATION IS VERIFIEDAmanda's POV.Damien picked me up at five o'clock in the evening the next day.None of us initiated a conversation in the car. What was there to say? We were either going to prove he was wrong, or we were going to have our lives rearranged forever.I sat beside him, staring through the window as the city slowly disappeared behind us. My hands were cold despite the warmth inside the car, and I kept rubbing them together as though I could somehow calm myself.I had spent the entire night trying to convince myself that Damien was wrong.Nathaniel loved me. He had to love me.For three years, he had been my husband, my closest friend, and the person I believed I could trust with every part of my life. Even when things changed between us, I had never seriously imagined another woman taking my place.But Vivian has been different lately. She had been visiting more often, and I had welcomed her every time. She was my stepsister, but we had grown so close that I considered her family in every
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Chapter: CHAPTER ONE
THE ALLEGATIONAmanda's POV“Your husband is having an affair with my fiancee.” The water in my mouth splashed out the moment I heard those words. It doesn’t sound right and sensible to me. I fixed my gaze on him to be rest assured he is not cracking jokes. Part of me is saying that he makes mistakes. Damien sometimes is known to have been joking with some critical issues.What he just said was possibly impossible. Nathaniel can never cheat on me. “Mr Damien,” I put my glass of water down and shook my head in rejecting the claim. “They way you joke sometimes doesn't make me count your claim so serious. Are you joking?” “Do I look like I am joking with you?” He was staring into my eyeball with intense seriousness.“But….what..you just said is very impossible.” I stammered, struggling to use the right words to express my thoughts. The claim had mixed my mind with many unpredictable things. One minute, I am reflecting that the allegation is actually true and the next few minutes, I considered it
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MY CRUEL HUSBAND
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“I love you, Micheal.” My voice echoes through the living room begging him to accept me with the unborn child, hoping my husband who has recently become cold toward me will consider my condition.
He stood there with his face, cold and tinged with contempt, fixing his gaze to the screen.
He said, “I never wanted a child with you. Raise it alone—or don’t.”
My heart skipped a beat. Tears began to well down my cheeks.
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A modest young lawyer Anne was thrown into emotional turmoil when his husband ex-fiancee returned, suffering negligence. Feeling betrayed and devastated, she decided never to look back again. Blind love make Micheal to put himself to the hand of his unhealthy rival which resulted him to lose almost everything.
When Evie was caught with Greg, his rival company and his intimate friend, Michael harbour a dark secret about Michael parent's evil in the past with his family, revenge sprang up. Michael sought out Anne , a top ranking lawyer that time. But will Anne forgive him with his past and her relation to his new husband?
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Chapter: CHAPTER 136AFTER EVERYTHINGMaxwell's POV✦There is a particular time of evening, in the last of the summer light, when the quality of the air changes in a way that is difficult to describe to someone who has not paid attention to it. It becomes denser and more golden, and ordinary things — a table on a terrace, the sound of the city at the distance it occupies from our house, the sight of Anne moving through the kitchen visible through the open back door — acquire a quality of significance that they carry only for a moment before the light shifts and the ordinary returns. I had learned to notice those moments rather than allow them to pass unattended.My son was asleep upstairs. Four months old and already, impossibly, beginning to develop the particular expressions of a distinct person — a furrowing of the brow that I recognised, a stillness of attention when something caught his interest that I recognised from somewhere else entirely. He was himself from the beginning, which was the thing no
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Chapter: CHAPTER 135THE BOYAnne's POV✦He arrived in the early morning, the way important things tend to arrive — not at a convenient hour, not with advance warning sufficient to compose yourself, but at precisely the moment the universe determined was correct and not a moment before.The labour had been long. That was the honest account of it: long, and at certain points demanding more of me than I had been confident I possessed, and then ultimately delivering something that made the accounting of what it had cost seem like the wrong unit of measurement entirely. By the time he was placed in my arms, I was not composed in any professional sense of the word. I was present in a way that was entirely different from any other kind of presence I had cultivated — stripped of the layers of performance and competence and controlled surface that had served me well in every other room I had occupied, and simply there, in the basic and fundamental way of a person holding something that had changed them before th
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Chapter: CHAPTER 134WHAT WE BUILTMaxwell's POVThere is a particular quality to the life that follows a period of sustained intensity that I had not expected and had not been prepared for. Not emptiness — the life was full, genuinely and concretely full in ways that the period of fighting had not allowed me to fully attend to. But a difference in texture. The months of legal challenge, of strategic positioning, of constant vigilance against the movements of people who were operating against us — all of that had created a particular heightened register in which daily life had been experienced. When it ended, the ordinary world reasserted itself with a gentleness that was itself a form of startling.The company required real attention. Not the defensive attention of someone protecting a contested position, but the forward-directed attention of someone actually building something — deciding direction, evaluating structure, identifying where the operation that had been mismanaged under Greg's tenure needed
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Chapter: CHAPTER 133PEACEEvie's POV✦He came on a Thursday evening. I had not been expecting him — or rather, I had not been expecting him at this particular moment, though somewhere in the back of my mind I had known, across the preceding weeks of everything that had changed, that there would come a moment when this conversation happened. Greg Miller had been peripheral to my awareness for long enough that his presence felt familiar and his absence, of late, had felt like something waiting to be addressed.He knocked. I opened the door. He stood in the hallway with an expression I had not seen on him before — not the expression he wore in professional settings, which was controlled and slightly guarded, nor the expression he occasionally allowed in more private moments, which had always contained an edge I had never been entirely comfortable with. This expression was different. It was open in a way that suggested he had made a decision before arriving and had arrived with that decision fully committed
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Chapter: CHAPTER 132THE END OF MICHAELMaxwell's POV✦The call came early in the morning, before the day had fully assembled itself, when the light outside was still the particular thin grey of early hours and the house was quiet in the way that houses are quiet before anyone in them has begun to make themselves known to it. I did not recognise the number. I answered because I had learned, across the preceding months, that calls at unusual hours from unknown numbers were rarely without significance.The voice on the other end was professional and carefully neutral. A notification. Michael had been found at his apartment early that morning. He had taken his own life.I held the phone for a long time after the call ended. The light outside continued to be thin and grey. The house continued to be quiet. The world did not dramatically mark the moment in the way that moments of significant news sometimes felt as though they should. It simply continued being what it had been.I set the phone down on the bedsi
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Chapter: CHAPTER 131STRIPPEDAnne's POV✦The inheritance was formally revoked first.I read the legal notice in the professional correspondence that moved through my networks — not because I had been seeking it, but because cases that touched the same financial structures often generated overlapping documentation, and this one had found its way to me through the ordinary motion of my professional world. The terms of Michael's inheritance had contained a conduct clause — not unusual in estates of significant size where the originating party had been concerned about the management of assets by younger beneficiaries. The conduct clause had been broad enough, and his documented involvement in the proceedings surrounding Greg's fraudulent operation clear enough, that the estate's trustees had moved to execute it.The inheritance was gone.I sat with that information in the particular way I had learned to sit with information that involved someone who had caused me significant harm — without performance of em
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BLOODBOUND: THE LAST MATE
Lena Wilder was born an outcast, wolfless, unwanted, and unchosen. Rejected not once, but twice by fated mates, she becomes a whisper of shame within her pack… until the night she is sold to the highest bidder.
But fate is far from finished with her.
The one who claims her isn’t a wolf at all but Rafael Draven, the immortal Vampire King feared across realms for his cold heart and deadly silence. A king with no weakness except the one he’s been searching for across centuries.
His mate.
Now bound to a creature darker than any she’s ever known, Lena must navigate a new world of temptation, power, and secrets older than the moon itself. But Rafael didn’t expect a broken girl with fire beneath her skin. And Lena never imagined her greatest tormentor would become her fiercest protector.
She’s been claimed by fate three times. The third time might burn the world down.
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Chapter: Bloodbound: The Last Mate— Epilogue: What the Stars Already KnewShe found the letter three days later.It was not hidden, exactly. It had been placed — which was a different thing, the difference being intention, and intention being, as Lena had come to understand over the past weeks of governance and council and the slow, careful rebuilding of what the realm had always been meant to be, the hinge on which all significant things turned. It sat on the writing table in the chamber that had once been the Keeper's secondary study and was now her own, tucked beneath the edge of the inkwell with the deliberateness of something placed by hands that had known it would be found at precisely the right time, not before.The handwriting on the outside was Rafael's.The handwriting on the inside was not.---She had been meaning to clear the study for two weeks. The Keeper — Aldric, she had finally learned his name, the name he had not offered to anyone in forty years on the grounds that titles were more honest than names for people whose function was their id
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Chapter: Chapter 151"The stars are different here," Lena said, from the open ground outside the Citadel's walls. "From inside the tower you see them through stone and history. Out here they're just — stars."It was early. Earlier than early — the hour before the world organizes itself, when the sky is still undecided between night and morning and the cold has the specific quality of something that has not yet been asked to make room. She and Rafael were standing on the territory outside the Citadel's south wall, in the open ground that was neither the court's domain nor the pack territories' but simply the world, and she had come here to shift, and she had come here to stand under an honest sky, and both things were true simultaneously and neither contradicted the other."Ready?" he asked."Astra is ready," Lena said. "She's been ready since we cleared the wall."She felt it before it happened — the rising, which was different from the Red Moon's blaze because she was choosing it rather than being called
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Chapter: Chapter 150"The first thing I'm going to do," Lena said, "when the ceremony celebrations are finished and the territory visitors have gone home and the correspondence has been answered — is go to my grandmother's grave."She and Rafael were in the east study. The ceremony's evening celebrations had run until the third hour and they had finally retreated to the amber room as they always retreated, because some places become yours by the accumulation of the right kind of time spent in them, and the east study had become theirs in exactly that way."I'll come," he said."I know," she said. "I want you to."She thought about the grave — about the outer settlement, the specific geography of a place she had grown up near but not in, the eastern boundary where the pack territory thinned into something that wasn't quite the Citadel's domain and wasn't quite the pack's. The place where her grandmother had been, according to Ronin's information, buried without ceremony because the pack at that time had de
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Chapter: Chapter 149"You're crying," Rafael said, quietly, standing beside her in the courtyard's aftermath, when the crowd had shifted from ceremony to celebration and the space had become something different from what it had been."I know," she said. She was not embarrassed by it. She was twenty-four years old and she was standing in a courtyard full of people who had arrived to witness her, and the accumulated weight of what that meant — not the title or the ceremony but the specific, irreducible fact of being witnessed, of being seen and named and claimed — had arrived in her body in the only form that was adequate for it."Tell me what you're feeling," he said."Everything," she said. "I'm feeling everything that was waiting. All of it at once." She looked at the crowd — at the mix of people, at the improbable fact of them being in the same space at the same time for the same reason. "I spent twenty-four years being told I was the wrong kind of thing. And now—" She paused. "Now the wrong kind of thi
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Chapter: Chapter 148"She's here," someone said, at the edge of the crowd, and the words moved outward through the assembled people the way truth moves — quietly, in all directions at once.The outer courtyard was everything she had asked for and more than she had imagined. The cold morning air held the particular clarity that comes before significant weather, and the light was the grey, even kind that made everything visible without harshness. The space was full — the court's personnel and the pack territory visitors arranged without hierarchy, without roped sections, in the simple geography of people who have all come to the same place for the same reason.She had said no processional. She had said: I walk in and I walk to the center, and the ceremony begins when I arrive at the center. So she walked in, and the crowd parted not because it was organized to part but because people make space for things they want to be close to, and she walked through that space with her hands at her sides and her face th
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Chapter: Chapter 147"Are you ready?" her mother asked.It was the morning of the dual coronation, and they were in Lena's chamber, and her mother had come to help her dress — had offered and been accepted, because the offer was genuine and the acceptance was what it had been moving toward since the dinner table, since the garden, since the hand over hers. Her mother was not a court lady and she could not manage the Citadel dressmaker's most complex work, but she could fasten the clasps and smooth the fabric and be there, and being there was the thing."Yes," Lena said. "Tell me something from when I was small."Her mother paused at the second clasp. "Something good or something honest?""Honest is good," Lena said."When you were four," her mother said, working the clasp with careful hands, "you came home from the pack's children's gathering with a bruise on your knee and a flower in each hand. The flowers were from the pack meadow, which the children weren't supposed to pick from. I asked you why you ha
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