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Dear Ex-husband; You'll beg for me
Last Updated : 2026-03-24
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He betrayed me with my own stepsister. Big mistake. I thought my marriage to James was my forever—a sacred vow built on love and loyalty—until I caught him tangled in our sheets with Mel, the woman I once trusted most. That betrayal shattered my world into a thousand jagged pieces and left me gasping for breath. Broken, humiliated, and cast out, I clung to the only thing left: the secret of a tiny life growing inside me, a miracle after years of heartache. Then Silas Truman, a powerful billionaire, stepped into my shattered world with an offer I couldn’t refuse—a marriage contract promising strength, security, and a chance to rebuild from the ashes. Desperate, I took it. Three years later, I returned not the broken girl I was, but a woman who commands an empire. But life’s cruel twist struck again when Silas lost his memory in an accident, erasing everything we built together. Now, with his empire in my hands, I face James’s shadow and a choice I never expected—between the past that almost destroyed me and a future I never saw coming. The question is, which path will I choose when everything hangs in the balance?
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