LOGINThree years ago, Emily married Aaron out of gratitude. She truly believed he respected her, cared for her, maybe even loved her. It wasn’t until later that she realized—he had never really let go of his ex. And the craziest part? She looked just like her. Time and time again, he left her behind for that woman. And finally, Emily understood something. A thousand days and nights couldn’t warm a heart that was never hers to begin with. All along, he had only been looking through her… searching for someone else in her shadow. If he didn’t love her, then so be it. She was done trying. But after the divorce, he came back—saying she was the one he truly cared about all along. His eyes full of regret, chasing after what he lost— But Emily just laughed. She wasn’t that quiet, invisible wife from three years ago anymore.
View MoreThe first week of being locked in, I tried every damn way I could think of to get out of the house. But the security was airtight. Even the house staff had been swapped out for a whole new batch. The butler who’d been with me for years? Fired—thanks to my mother.I was pissed. I trashed stuff. Let all my rage fly.But no matter what I did, the staff and the guards were like robots—zero response, just cleaned up the mess expressionless, like nothing happened. Every time I woke up, the house looked exactly the same. Like nothing had ever been broken.I hated it. It felt like being dragged back to the days when I was powerless under her control. I’d worked so hard for years to get out from under her thumb. And now? She "politely removed" me from the CEO position, andI was right back where I started.The frustration and anxiety were constant. I tried not to think about how I’d lost everything in just a few short months—everything I thought was mine. My wife who used to love me, the baby w
I couldn’t bear seeing her like that. My heart was breaking. I didn’t want to give up. I begged her, "Then tell me. Tell me what to do. Anything. Just… anything to make this right."Her brow eased slightly, and she said, "Then bring that woman here,"I froze. What was she planning? Honestly, I didn’t want more drama. If Amelia had done all those horrible things, she should be handed straight to the police. But I could tell Emily was burning with rage—and if this helped her vent, even just a little, I’d do it. I promised her I’d bring Amelia to her within the day.Once outside, I called Leo over. "That update you mentioned about Amelia—what was it? Do you know where she is?"Leo blinked, then said, "Yes. Miss Amelia called, told us to send someone to pick her up. She called from a tiny store down south."He paused. "She also said she hasn’t eaten a proper meal in two days… told us to let you know. Said you’d know what to do."I scoffed. She actually thinks I’d pretend nothing ever happ
She panicked—said she didn’t want my money, just the studio. Said it was her life’s work, her passion. Then she tried to play the feelings card, told me how obvious her love for me was, and that there’s no way I hadn’t felt it.When I told her to shut it, she dropped a fucking bomb—said she was pregnant with my child.My first instinct? I laughed it off. No way. But then… my eyes couldn’t stop flicking back to the report in her hand. She’s… actually pregnant?My brain went to war with itself. Logically, I knew the odds of that kid being mine were low. Unless she did something insane—what, stole my sperm somehow? My mind started spiraling through the most far-fetched, messed-up possibilities.Right then, my mother, Sadie, barged in. As if things weren’t chaotic enough already. I glared—who the hell let her in?And just like that, she went off—on both me and Amelia. I wasn’t even thinking about the paternity issue anymore. All I could focus on was how pale Amelia suddenly looked, how sh
I was in the worst mood imaginable. For the first time, I realized all the power and money I had didn’t do jack when it really mattered.My head was splitting from the stress, and there was some noise outside the door. I snapped, “Who’s outside?”A glamorous face peeked through the door gap—Amelia. The second she saw my dark expression, that smile on her face faded fast.I wasn’t in the mood to talk to her, but then I remembered what Frank told me—Amelia’s ex had shown up in town and started harassing her.Screw it. I gave her a silent nod to come in.She looked miserable, stumbling over her words as she told me she came home last night and found signs someone had broken in. She was freaking out—thought it might be Noah.My jaw clenched. That bastard Noah—gutsy as hell. His family’s got a known fashion house name, and he’s out here using connections to play these shady games?She said she had no proof, so she didn’t dare report it. Honestly, she was probably scared making a fuss would
When I saw her standing next to another man, jealousy twisted me into someone I barely recognized. I snapped—I said things I didn’t mean, lashed out just to pull her attention back to me. I just wanted Emily to look at me again.She frowned, lips parted, but no words came. I pressed again, remindin
But Frank didn’t buy it. He even looked kind of pissed. Said, “You’re telling me everything you’ve done for Amelia is just out of gratitude?”To me, yeah. That’s all it is.I dragged on my cigarette, puff after puff, listening to them talk. They started saying they never expected Emily—who always s
At that moment, Leo came in to tell me Francie’s bar was opening soon. I suddenly remembered—right, I still had that card up my sleeve.I leaned forward, elbows on the desk, fingers laced together, and after thinking a moment, told Leo, “Pick a few nice bottles from my wine cellar and send them ove
Regarding that front desk staff issue, I told HR to deal with it. If there really was any rude behavior, they’d know exactly what to do.At the same time, I got a letter from the court—a formal notification asking the divorce and to confirm our marital status.Of course I don’t agree to the divorce












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