MR. CEO WANTS HIS EX-WIFE BACK
"Believe me, Gray, I didn’t do any of this," I pleaded, grabbing my husband’s hands, desperate for him to see the truth. But without sparing me look, he shoved my hands away, his touch as cold as ice.
"Enough!" he shouted, thrusting a document into my hands. I looked down to see the word ‘Divorce Agreement’ printed on the top of the page. My vision blurred as tears welled up in my eyes, and I struggled to comprehend the magnitude of what was happening”.
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Although, their marriage didn’t start on a good note, Sylvia Hanson has put in her best effort to make her marriage with Grayson Lockwood work. Just when the couple grew attracted to each other, a photo of Sylvia in bed with a man surfaced the internet and a secret of her past life is revealed.
Shattered and devastated by the news, she hurries home to her husband to deny the accusations but she only meets the cold glare of him. He didn’t want to get involved with a ‘’. He throws divorce papers at her and drives her away from his home.
Broken, she swore to never love any man again no matter how hard it is to double up as a single mom and a breadwinner.
Six years later, she returns back to her old city as a renowned business woman, and the first person she runs into is her ex-husband, Grayson Lockwood.
On his knees he said, “ Forgive me ex-wife, make me yours again”.
With her hands, slightly covering up her shiny teeth, Sylvia chuckled mockingly and responded “ Darling, forgiveness is of the Lord, as you can see, I’m just a mere mortal and I am nowhere him”
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Chapter: THE END!!SYLVIA'S POVThe music filled the room, a soft melody that perfectly matched the elegance of the moment. I stood with the crowd, cheering as Raymond and Beverly cut their wedding cake, the sweetness of the day mirrored in the layers of cream and sponge. I felt a tear slip down my cheek as I watched them share a kiss, a symbol of the love they had found in each other. It was a love that had grown stronger despite the odds, and seeing them now, so happy and so in love, filled my heart with an overwhelming sense of joy."Cheers to the newlyweds!" someone called out, raising a glass of champagne. The room erupted into applause and laughter, and I joined in, lifting my own glass before taking a small sip. The bubbles danced on my tongue, but the real celebration was in my heart. Two of the people I cared about the most had just vowed to spend their lives together, and I couldn't be happier for them.I watched as Grayson approached me, his smile wide and warm. He slipped his arms around me
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Chapter: ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY SIXSYLVIA'S POVI pushed my cart to the checkout line, trying to ignore the hum of the supermarket's television broadcasting the latest news. The report was a grim reminder of the chaos that had overtaken my life these past few weeks. Alice had managed to evade capture, despite the police's best efforts, and now her escape was dominating the headlines. The screen showed a grainy image of Alice from a surveillance camera, her face partially obscured as she slipped away. Todd Marlon and his wife, the couple who helped her, were also being sought, but it was clear Alice was the priority.My fingers tapped impatiently on the shopping cart handle as I waited for the cashier to finish scanning my groceries. I could hardly focus on the small talk she tried to make. My mind kept drifting back to the kids—Zenith and Zendaya—and the constant fear that loomed over us. As long as Alice was out there, nothing felt secure. My chest tightened just thinking about it.I paid for the groceries, my movemen
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Chapter: ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FIVEALICE'S POVI could hear the buzzing of news reporters and paparazzi as my car came to a stop. The flashing cameras and shouted questions were almost deafening. I adjusted my black pantsuit, the fabric feeling too tight and heavy as I prepared for the day ahead. This wasn’t how I had envisioned my court hearing. The last few weeks had been a whirlwind of stress and paranoia. I’d been so engrossed in my schemes that I failed to notice the net closing around me.Taking a deep breath, I tried to steady myself. The reality of the situation was sinking in—I hadn’t managed to cover my tracks as thoroughly as I’d thought. The thought of being caught off-guard was infuriating. My only real ace in the hole was the fact that I technically owned Lockwood; it’s hard to embezzle from a company you own. The charges against me were primarily about being an accomplice in the kidnapping of Zenith and Zendaya. But I was confident there was no solid evidence linking me directly to the crime. Beverly was
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Chapter: ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY FOURGRAYSON'S POVI stood in front of the mirror, struggling to get my tie just right. No matter how many times I adjusted it, it wouldn’t stay in place. The knot seemed to mock my efforts, slipping just out of reach of perfection. As I fumbled with the silk, I felt Sylvia’s presence behind me. Her gentle touch on my shoulders was a comforting contrast to my frustration.“Let me help,” she said softly. Her hands moved with practiced ease, guiding the tie into place. I felt her warmth as she adjusted the fabric, smoothing it down and securing it. When she finished, she gave a reassuring pat on my shoulders. Her eyes, usually so full of confidence, held a hint of worry. I could tell she was anxious about the upcoming meeting, about what this day might bring.“It’ll be okay,” I said, turning to face her. “Everything’s going to be fine.”Sylvia gave me a small, but hopeful smile. Her hands lingered for a moment before she leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to my lips. I kissed her back, trying
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Chapter: ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY THREEGRAYSON'S POVStepping off the private jet, the crisp New York air hit me with its familiar bite. I inhaled deeply, a mix of relief and anticipation washing over me. My eyes wandered to the tarmac where Sylvia and the kids were just stepping down the jet’s stairs. Zenith and Zendaya, holding onto their mother’s hands, looked up at me with wide, curious eyes.Paul and Stewart stood nearby, their faces lighting up as they saw me approaching. I broke into a smile and headed towards them. Paul extended his arms in a welcoming gesture, and I embraced him warmly. “Good to see you, Paul,” I said, giving him a firm pat on the back. I turned to Stewart, giving him a friendly hug as well. “And you, Stewart. It’s been too long.”As we pulled apart, Stewart nodded. “We have much to discuss. I’m glad you’re back.”Paul and Stewart greeted Sylvia next, and Paul’s eyes softened as he looked at the kids. “Look at you two! You’ve grown so much,” he said, making Zenith and Zendaya giggle and smile shyl
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Chapter: ONE HUNDRED AND NINETY TWOALICE'S POVI sat at my desk, staring at the email on my desktop screen. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. This was a game-changer, a lifeline that I desperately needed. Another company, completely out of the blue, was willing to buy 72% of the shares in Lockwood Corporation. Lockwood’s value had been steadily climbing, and at present, those shares were worth around 96 billion dollars. My heart pounded with excitement and fear. This was my chance, my way out. The risks were enormous, but so were the rewards.The document of ownership for Lockwood Corporation was a ticking time bomb. I knew that. It was only a matter of time before it was contested. Taking Lockwood public was out of the question, not with the shadows looming over its ownership. But with this offer, I wouldn’t need to go public. I wouldn’t need to worry about the document anymore. Once the sale went through, I could embezzle the money, and by the time anyone realized what had happened, William and I would be long go
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Mr. CEO’s Insatiable Addiction To His Feisty Ex-Wife
“Yes, my girlfriend, she’s back,” he answered, his eyes gleaming with something I couldn’t quite spot.
“Oh…ummm…” I found myself stuttering, finding it hard to make up a sentence. I couldn't decipher if this was supposed to be good or bad news.
But why is he referring to her as his girlfriend, when he has me, his wife?
Before I could figure out what to say, he let out the words I'd dreaded to hear for the past three years. The very words, I for once hoped I would never hear for the rest of my life.
“We can finally go our separate ways, let’s get divorced,” he effortlessly said, taking one more bite from the pancake before him.
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The very day Melissa Mugins set her eyes on CEO Listowell Gordon, she fell in love with him.
For her, it was love at first sight.
Finding herself in a compromised situation, she accepts Listowell’s offer to be his contract wife for just a year.
Its been three years now, and although their contract has long expired, none of them has brought up divorce.
Today, Melissa plans on telling Listowell a great news, but before she could speak, she's served divorce papers.
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Chapter: Chapter 223MELISSA’S POV The sound of the waves kissing the shore, the gentle breeze blowing through my hair, and the scent of the ocean clung to me like a memory I never wanted to let go of. I lay on the lounge chair beneath a woven umbrella, my sunglasses shielding my eyes from the rays as I enjoyed the breeze. Crystal’s giggles could be heard from a distance as she ran back and forth between Nancy and Edward as they played in the sand. A tiny bucket was in her hand and she was hopping from one end to the other, her braids bouncing behind her. Edward, Nancy, Crystal, Listowel, and I had all come for a vacation in Santorini. After taking over the company, Listowel had worked long days and nights to get the company back on track so it was only wise that we came on this vacation. Listowel’s best friend Edward had insisted on tagging along so I also invited Nancy to come with us just so Edward wouldn't feel left out. Nancy, Chrystal, and Edward seemed to be having a great time on
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Chapter: Chapter 222LISTOWEL’S POVJames' wife added. “This is a joke,” she muttered under her breath, pacing up and down. “It’s some kind of setup. It has to be!” James slammed the back of his palm into the nearest table. “You knew! You knew you had a kid and kept it from everyone just to steal this!” I didn’t flinch. I looked him dead in the eyes and said, “I didn’t steal anything. I earned every bit of it.” Before they could all retaliate further, I pulled out my phone. Daniel’s voice quivered. “What the hell are you doing?” I clicked into my contacts, my chest thudding steadily with rage. My thumb hovered over the number for a second longer than necessary before I pressed call. “National Revenue Authority,” the operator answered. “How may I direct your call?” “This is Listowel Gordon,” I said calmly, my voice slicing through the tension like a scalpel. “I’d like to request an immediate audit of Gordon Incorporated.” James lunged. “What?! No—You can’t—” Daniel tried to snatch my phone
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Chapter: Chapter 221LISTOWEL’S POV SIX MONTHS LATER It's been six months since my grandma passed away. Throughout the whole period, not even once did I get a peace due to Danuel and James' constant demand for the family will to be read. It's so shameless that they couldn't wait for the 12 months rule our tradition stipulates. We had called the lawyer the other day and he scheduled today to be the day for the reading. With all three of us alongside the lawyer converged at the mansion, the room was too quiet for such a significant day. I stood by the large bay window in Madam Gordon’s study, the sunlight casting long streaks across the Persian rug. The family lawyer, a stiff, pale man in a charcoal suit, sat at the grand mahogany desk, shuffling papers. His face remained unreadable, like someone used to handling secrets and grudges disguised as property titles. James and Daniel sat across from him, flanked by their smug wives in designer dresses that looked too celebratory for a will
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Chapter: Chapter 220MELISSA’S POV Listowel reached forward and turned off the car radio so abruptly that the silence that followed hit harder than the news itself. The laughter we’d all been sharing just seconds ago vanished. I turned in my seat to look at him. His jaw was clenched, his fingers tightening around the steering wheel like he wanted to snap it in two. Even Crystal’s giggles in the backseat died off slowly as her curious eyes moved from her father to me. My heart sank for him because I knew what was going through his mind. That company, Gordon Inc… was his blood and sweat. It was something he spent so many years building to this state. Watching it fall apart in the hands of men who never truly cared for it must’ve felt like betrayal on every level. Yet he continued to stay silent. He didn’t say a word not even when we got home and Crystal went off to play in her room. At dinner, he was still quiet, poking at his food like it was just another burden. Later in the evening, h
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Chapter: Chapter 218MELISSA’S POV “Show me her picture,” he whispered. I nodded, already pulling out my phone. With shaky fingers, I opened my phone gallery and found a photo of Crystal. She was laughing wholeheartedly with a cotton candy in her hands. Her eyes shone bright as the small dimple on her cheek, a trait she got from Listowel’s accenting to her cuteness. I held the phone out to him. When he got hold of it, he stared at the screen for a long, long time. Then, as if a dam inside him had broken, endless tears fell from his eyes. He sank to the couch, tightly holding the phone as he admired the little girl he never knew he had. “She’s so beautiful,” he choked out. “God, Melissa… she’s perfect. She looks just like you. No, just like us. I mean look at her tiny nose which resembles mine, and she also has your smile…” He looked up, disbelief drawn all over his face. “We’re going to see her,” he blurted. “Tomorrow. No, tonight.” “The earliest flight is tomorrow morning,” I said th
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Chapter: Chapter 218MELISSA’S POV It’s been a month since everything ended. Emily was sentenced to 80 years in prison for attempted murder and assault. Wendy was also sentenced to life imprisonment for attempted murder and possession of illegal drugs. On the day of the final ruling, Wendy’s grandpa refused to appear in court. He disowned Wendy as his own and publicly stated his will that his assets be shared between care homes across the city and Wendy’s unborn child. He left nothing to Wendy’s name. Emily on the other had her father, Mr. Coleman try to use his connections to intervene but her plans didn’t go through as the people especially the junior ballets she had assaulted in the past came out to speak their truth. Even Mr. Coleman himself was found guilty of sexual harassment at his company so he couldn’t do much. Both Listowel and I were in the courtroom when the judge sentenced these devils to a sentence and sent them to jail. I had giggled and laughed in their faces when they we
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FROM SCUMBAG EX TO SCUMBAG HUSBAND
“Tomorrow morning, I’ll leave. It’s raining thunderstorm outside..,,”
“No,” he thundered, taking me by surprise.
My head snapped up. “What?”
“You want to divorce me right?” he bellowed.
“Then leave this instant. We are no longer married.”
He spat, looking at me with rage and fury burning in his eyes. He looked nothing like the calm gentleman I fell in love with.
“Adrian—”
“I hope you get torn into pieces by an unknown creature you homeless parasite!” he spat.
“Huh?” I gasped. Me? Homeless?
“I'll give you few seconds to change your mind Elara…” he sneered. “Because the moment you set your feet off this mansion… you will be worth nothing!”
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Three years ago, Elara Sanz-Alonso walked away from a billion-dollar legacy to marry for love. But when she discovers she is nothing more than a shadow of another woman in her husband’s eyes, her perfect world shatters.
Betrayed and heartbroken, Elara makes a choice that will shake the nation’s elite—she reclaims her place as heir to the Alonso dynasty, but the price of her return is an arranged marriage to the one man she once ran from: Killian Dreven, the Ice Monarch.
They meet again and Elara sets firm boundaries, but what happens when the man who was rumored to be ruthless, starts to shower her with care and attention, so much that it scares her.
Why is Killian keen on marrying her even though she ditched him in the past? What secret does he hold and why the hell does he treat her like she's the only person that matters? Will Killian break down her walls? Or will she end up breaking his?
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Chapter: Ch-138Killian's POV)Six months had passed since the trials ended.Six months of healing. Of rebuilding. Of learning to live again.Life had found a new rhythm. A peaceful one.Elara's memories before the incident had fully returned. But some moments from her captivity were still hazy.The doctors said that might be her mind protecting itself. And that was okay.She'd been going to therapy twice a week. Processing the trauma.I went with her sometimes. Learning how to support her. How to recognize when she was struggling even when she didn't say it.How to be the husband she deserved.The company was thriving again. With Dorian gone and my full attention back on business, we'd turned things around.Dreven And Alonso Co was stronger than ever. Making waves in the industry. Breaking records.But none of it mattered compared to coming home to Elara every night.Last month, Grandfather had officially retired. Signed over everything to Elara."You've proven yourself ten times over," he'd told he
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Chapter: Ch-137 Elara's POVTwo weeks had passed since Bella's breakdown.She'd been committed to a psychiatric facility. The doctors said she'd had a complete psychotic break.Her obsession with Killian combined with the stress of everything collapsing had shattered her mind.They said she'd be there for years. Maybe forever.I felt pity for her. A tiny piece of sympathy for the girl she'd once been before obsession destroyed her.But mostly I felt relief. She was gone. She couldn't hurt us anymore.Then we got the news about Dorian.He was dead. Killed in his cell.Apparently, he'd gotten involved with a dangerous group inside. Some gang that promised to help him get revenge on Killian.But they'd turned on him. Beat him to death in his cell one night for stealing from their boss.Killian didn't cry. Didn't even look sad. Just stared at the wall for a long time."He was my brother," he said quietly. "And I feel nothing.""He tried to destroy us," I said gently. "You're allowed to feel nothing.""I
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Chapter: Ch-136Bella's POVEverything was falling apart.I stared at Killian, seeing the disgust in his eyes. The anger. The finality.He knew. He knew everything.The pregnancy test I'd bought. The prenatal vitamins I'd planted. All of it fake. All of it lies.How did he figure it out?And then I remembered. Last week. The sudden checkup at the hospital. He'd insisted I go. Said it was important for the baby.I'd gone without thinking. Without suspecting.They'd taken my blood. Run tests.It had been a trap. And I'd walked right into it.How could I have been so stupid? but I had paid that staff to create a false report, not knowing it was a trap."I love you," I said desperately. My voice breaking. My last card to play. "I've always loved you, Killian. Elara was just in the way.""Elara is my wife," Killian said. His voice cold. "The only woman I'll ever love. And you betrayed both of us."His words cut like knives. Each one drawing blood.All those weeks of friendship. Of being there for him. Of
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Chapter: Ch-135Killian's POVTwo weeks later, I finally brought Elara home.She was still weak. Still recovering. But the doctors said being in familiar surroundings would help her memories return faster.And they were right.The moment we walked through the door, something shifted in her eyes."I remember this," she whispered. Looking around the foyer. "I remember coming home for the first time. Being nervous. Wondering if I belonged here.""You've always belonged here," I said. Taking her hand. "From the very first day."Over the next few days, more memories came flooding back.She'd walk into the kitchen and suddenly remember us cooking together. Laughing. Making a mess.She'd see our bedroom and remember quiet mornings. Whispered conversations. The way we'd fall asleep tangled together.Each memory made her cry. Made us both cry. But they were good tears. Happy tears.It was like falling in love all over again. Except better. Because now I knew how precious it all was. How easily it could be tak
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Chapter: Ch-134Elara's POVI woke up in a hospital bed.White walls. White sheets. The smell of antiseptic. Machines beeping steadily beside me.My side hurt. A deep, burning pain that made me gasp when I tried to move.But I was alive.The memories came back in pieces. Fragments. Like a puzzle I was slowly putting together.Adrian. The cabin. Being called Emma when my name was Elara.The medication that kept me foggy. The lies he told me every single day.And then Killian. Standing at the edge of the trees. Looking at me like I was his whole world.The memories were still painful. Still confusing. Some parts clear and sharp. Others fuzzy and distant.But I remembered enough.Enough to know that Adrian had kidnapped me. That he'd drugged me. That he'd kept me prisoner for over a month.Enough to know that Aunt Isadora and Leandro had set the trap. Had pushed me. Had left me bleeding.Enough to know I'd been living a lie.And enough to know that Killian was my husband. That I loved him. That he'd bee
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Chapter: Ch-133 Isadora's POVMy phone rang at 2 AM.I was lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep like I'd been unable to sleep for weeks now.Unknown number. But I knew before I even answered that everything had fallen apart."Hello?" My voice came out shaking."Isadora." Adrian's voice. Broken. Defeated. "They found me."My blood ran cold. "What happened?""Killian found Elara. She remembered everything. And I... I shot her."The room spun. "You what?""I didn't mean to. The gun just went off. She's in the hospital and Killian nearly killed me. Then the police came. I'm in custody, Isadora. And I told them everything."Everything.The phone slipped from my hand.It's over. Everything was over.I sat up slowly. My hands were shaking. My whole body was shaking.Adrian had talked. Had given them my name. Had told them what we'd done.Which meant the police would come for me soon.I walked to the window. The city was dark. Quiet. Sleeping peacefully while my entire world crumbled.What
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Ex Wants Me Back? No Way!
Hilda Michaela has been in love with her crush
Edwilson Autore ever since she was a child. When an unexpected nightstand between the two led to a pregnancy, their families arranged for them to marry.
Even though Wilson was against their union, Hilda devoted her life to him, hoping that he would love her back.
Years passed, yet Wilson was the same. He became even colder when Hilda mysteriously lost the pregnancy exactly after a month of their marriage.
This infuriates him even the more and only viewed their union as a trap.
One day, he thrust divorce papers into her face when she least expected. "I've been thinking about this for a while, let's go our separate ways" he bellowed.
Years later, when their paths cross, yearning reflected in his eyes as he pleaded, "Hilda.. Can you take me in again?"
Hilda let out a loud empty laugh before she gazed at him with zero emotions and sneered, " I would love to take you in darling but the last I checked, i didn't own a daycare."
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Chapter: Ch-5HILDA’S POV I sat on the couch, my eyes glued to the clock on the wall. Twenty minutes past midnight, yet Wilson was still not home. After he followed Lillian out, the tension at the table became unbearable. His mother forced smiles, his siblings exchanged uneasy glances, and the guests shared murmurs so I could no longer stand it. I excused myself to come home, blaming it on an acute headache even though it was my heart that ached. The sound of the ticking clock was the only thing that could be heard in the big mansion. I sat in the living room, twisting the cool diamond ring on my finger nervously. Despite everything that had happened, I was still waiting for him to come back home. Yes, I was that foolish. When the clock struck 1am yet there was no sign of him coming home anytime soon, my anxiety intensified. I stood up and began pacing the living room while contemplating whether to call him or not. “He’s never slept out before. He always comes home. Maybe I sho
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Chapter: Ch-4HILDA’S POV A wave of gasps erupted through the room at my declaration. Everyone turned to look at Lillian, their gazes demanding that she somehow explain why she was lying. Her mouth fell wide open as rapidly as it closed. Clearly, she hadn’t expected me to out her like that but I couldn’t care less. I did not in any way owe her any commitment. If not for anything, I have stayed silent, kept my head down, let her have what she wanted for so long. But no, not this time. Wilson stiffened beside me, his jaw clenching as he cut me a hard glare. I could see his chest heaving up and down with simmering, but I couldn’t care less. I’ve had enough of his humiliation and I wasn’t going to act like he owns me anymore. Eleanor, his mother, shot up from her chair, her face contorting into a grimace as she cut Lillian a deadly glare. She vehemently slammed her palms onto the big round table, the glasses of wine trembling with a clinking noise as they threatened to shatter. Caught unaw
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Chapter: Ch-3HILDA’S POV I stared at the bold letters, my vision blurring with tears that threatened to spill over. I raised my gaze to look at him, “Please, Wilson… don’t do this. You can’t do this to me!”, My voice shook as I pleaded on my knees. Yet he didn’t flinch. He stood tall, his eyes emitting coldness and indifference. As if all the years I spent by his side were nothing. He sighed, running a hand down his face. “Hilda, let’s not make this dramatic. You knew this day was coming….” I shook my head, desperation clawing at my throat as I moved to the edge of the bed. My knees wobbled, and I had to grip the bedpost to keep myself upright. “No, I didn’t. I thought… I thought we were just going through a rough patch. I thought this was something we could work through.” My voice cracked, “I thought we still had a chance.” A mocking smile stretched across his lips. “A chance?” He chuckled, the sound sharp and hollow. “Hilda, the only reason I married you was because of the pr
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Chapter: Ch-2 Hilda’s POV Our room instantly felt suffocating. The air had become thick with the smell of flowers and burnt-out candles. My hands trembled as I set Wilson’s phone back on the nightstand, the message I had read still fresh in my mind. The name on the screen stared back at me, burning into my thoughts like a brand. My fingers grew numb, while I clenched my fists so hard my nails threatened to draw blood from my palms. Lillian, his supposed “friend”. She wasn’t supposed to be here, in this city not to mention texting him and even calling him sweetheart. My mind spun to the past as I tried to recall how she came into our lives. Years ago, when Wilson had left the city to attend college to pursue his studies, he met Lillian. From what I’ve been told they were nothing more than friends. A simple friendship was all that they had between them. This was what I thought until a few weeks before our wedding, Lillian weirdly became attached to him; occasionally throwing subtle h
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Chapter: Ch-1HILDA’S POV "What is the meaning of all these?" he thundered, his deep voice echoing throughout the hallway as he walked in with heavy steps. Coming to a sudden stop at the door, his dark eyes scanned the dimly lit room. I could feel my heart pounding hard as each glance he took at the room deepened the scowl on his face. Nervously twisting my fingers, “1 wanted to do something special for us, Will". I glanced shortly at him through the roof of my eyes as I uttered softly. "It.... It's our anniversary”, I hinted, tracing my fingers down to the loose strand at the ends of the red lingerie I had put on specially for him. Wilson cut a long scrutiny at me before a loud empty laugh escaped his lips. Amidst the laughter, he shook his head and shrugged off his coat before his lips parted for the first time since he arrived. "You're a joke, Hilda,” he spat, hanging his coat on the rack. “Take these things down!” My knees wobbled with embarrassment as shame crept up my neck.
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