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Divorced and Remarried: Desired by Two Billionaires

Divorced and Remarried: Desired by Two Billionaires

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last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-05-27
Par:  Um_royhanMis à jour à l'instant
Langue: English
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Winning Back the Wife

First-Person POV

Contemporary

CEO

Independent

Possessive

Office Relationship

Reverse Harem

Second Chance

Velma spent ten years as Dylan's wife, enduring his mother's cruelty and constant reminders that she was barren—an orphan who didn't deserve him. When she finally became pregnant after a decade of trying, everything fell apart. Forced to sign divorce papers, heartbroken and pregnant, Velma disappeared. Five years later, she returned as the world's most famous artist. By her side: Theron, a patient and wealthy man who helped her rebuild her life, and the son Dylan never knew existed. She came back for an art exhibition, but fate forced her to work at Dylan's fashion company. The moment Dylan saw her, everything changed. She was no longer the quiet, broken woman he'd divorced. She was confident, powerful, radiant—and married to another man. Dylan groveled. He begged. He humbled himself in ways he never imagined, willing to do anything to reclaim the wife he'd lost for a second chance. But Velma was no longer the woman who lived in anyone's shadow. Will she forgive the man who broke her heart? Choose the man who rebuilt her? Or rewrite the rules and have them both? Click to find out... This is a why choose when she can have both book.

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1~Velma’s POVI was sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at a complicated diagram spread across the desk, pencil hovering above it as I tried to make sense of the lines and measurements.It had been a quiet morning until Lira, one of my maids, knocked gently at the door, breaking my concentration.“Madam?” Her voice was careful, polite, but I could hear the tension underneath. “Your mother-in-law… she’s here.”I froze. My hand stopped mid-air. I knew exactly what that meant. Every time she came, it was a test, a storm wrapped in civility. I put down the pencil, taking a deep breath, forcing the smile I would need to wear.“Thank you, Lira. Please… tell her I’ll see her in the living room.”Lira hesitated at the door. She nodded slowly, clearly worried, but left with a quiet click of the door.I straightened my dress and smoothed my hair, rehearsing the calm, polite voice I would use, the smile I would wear. When I stepped into the living room, she was already there, seated, her col
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~Velma’s POVThe ride to the police station was about five minutes, but it felt like five hours.When we arrived, I bolted from the car and ran toward the station. One of the officers led me to a room, and my eyes immediately found Dylan… and then Eva, my sister, the real child of my adoptive parents.Relief crashed over me for a moment, but it shattered instantly. She was there, cheeks wet with tears, looking at Dylan.“What… what is she doing here?” I demanded, my voice trembling. “What’s going on, Dylan?”He ran a hand down his face, exhaling sharply like he was trying to shake off some heavy weight. “Velma… you know I’m a public figure. I have a reputation to protect. I have to make sure no one is above the law, even my family,” he said, his voice calm. His eyes didn’t leave mine, but there was something distant in them like it had always been.My mind went blank for a moment, my pulse thundering in my ears. “What… what are you saying, Dylan?” I asked, my voice shaking even though
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3~Velma’s POVI woke up feeling like my body had been carved out of exhaustion, heavy and unwilling to move, and even though the morning light was already creeping across the room, I just lay there staring at the ceiling, pretending for a few seconds that nothing was waiting for me, but then I heard the soft rustle of clothes, the clink of a belt buckle, and the quiet footsteps that told me Dylan was getting ready for work.He didn’t bother turning toward me when he spoke. “Get up and get dressed,” he said, his voice cool, like he hadn’t spent last night tearing me apart.“The driver will take you to the station. Don’t be late.”I didn’t answer. I didn’t even blink. I just kept staring at the ceiling because if I looked at him, I wasn’t sure what would come out of my mouth.He waited for a second, maybe two, but when he realized I wasn’t going to give him anything, he simply walked out, closing the door in that firm way.It took a while before I finally pushed myself up. My head fel
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4~Velma’s POVI stood there, staring at the house I’d called home for ten years, my chest tight and my legs trembling like they weren’t even mine anymore. The gate slammed shut behind me, and it felt louder than any scream I could have made, like the final lock on everything I had believed in, everything I had trusted.I pressed a trembling hand to my stomach, feeling the life inside me, our child, and my tears fell hotter and heavier than the night air could swallow. “I’m carrying his child too, mother,” I whispered, my voice breaking.I thought about our vows, the promises he made, the hands he held mine in, the love I believed in. “What happened to usDylan?” I murmured into the morning, bitter laughter shaking my lips. “And my sister… You chose her of all people in the world.”I started walking because standing still hurt too much. Every step felt heavy, every breath ragged, but I couldn’t stop. “He wanted children… I know that. But I hurt too. I hurt more. ”By the time I realize
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5~Velma’s POVWhen I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a hospital bed. A metal cuff circled my wrist, chaining me to the rail. Panic rushed through me.“Why… why am I handcuffed? What did I do?” I whispered.A doctor walked toward me with a clipboard. “Please calm down, ma’am. You were extremely exhausted and dehydrated. You collapsed.”He turned and spoke to someone behind him.And then I saw him.A tall man stood there, broad-shouldered, sharp jaw, dark eyes that looked like they could cut through steel. His presence filled the room like authority itself. Even through the haze of fear and dizziness, I couldn’t ignore how striking he was. His hair was dark, perfectly styled, and a few rebellious strands fell over his forehead, giving him an untamed edge. His skin was flawless, with that kind of warm golden tone that caught the light just right.The lines of his face were sharp but balanced, a dangerous kind of beauty that made my heart skip a beat despite everything. His lips wer
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6~Dylan’s POVI couldn’t focus. Not one bit. My hands hovered over the papers on my desk, but my mind wasn’t in the meeting, wasn’t on the contracts, wasn’t anywhere except back at home, wondering if Velma had eaten, if she had slept at all, if she was still crying. I hated myself for letting things get this far, but at the same time, I knew I had no choice. I couldn’t let the mother of my child get dragged to the station over something, and the collaborations with Eva’s company must go through without any hiccups.“I’m such a selfish dick!”I rubbed my face, leaning back in my chair. “God, Velma… what am I supposed to do?” I muttered, my voice barely audible, but I couldn’t help it.A secretary knocked and held out a coffee. “Sir, your meeting with the collaborators is in ten.”I nodded, trying to pull myself together. “Yeah, thanks,” I muttered, but even as I walked toward the conference room, my thoughts kept drifting back. I couldn’t stop thinking about her, about the hurt in her
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7~Velma’s POVI watched as the attendants began pulling garments from the racks, fabrics sliding through their hands like liquid silk. “This one,” Theron said, pointing at a deep emerald gown. “Yes. That one will fit her.”The gown was incredible. Soft satin that shimmered in the light, hugging the right curves, flowed gracefully down to the floor. I tried to protest, murmuring, “I… I don’t…”Theron shook his head, a small smirk tugging at his lips. “You will look beautiful. Stop worrying.”The attendants helped me out of my plain clothes and slipped the gown over me. The moment it touched my skin, it felt like armor, soft, protective, yet completely luxurious. I twirled slightly, watching the fabric catch the light.Then came the shoes. My eyes widened as one of the attendants knelt and presented a pair of stiletto heels, black with sparkling details that caught the light with every movement. I had never worn heels this high. My hands shook as they helped me step into them. My legs
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8~Velma’s POVI narrowed my eyes, unsure if I should trust him or be furious. “And you expect me to just… go along with this?” My voice trembled slightly, a mix of disbelief and irritation. I felt exposed, like I was being forced into something I couldn’t possibly control.“What if they want us to get married as soon as possible? What will you do then?”“That cannot happen,” He said immediately, shaking his head.My heart thudded against my ribs. I had no intention of being trapped in this charade beyond tonight, no matter what.He shrugged, entirely calm and unbothered, like my objections were minor inconveniences. “I’m asking, not demanding.”I exhaled slowly, feeling the tension in my shoulders, hesitating. My mind raced through every possible outcome, and none of them looked good. I had no plan, no way to navigate this city alone. No friends, no family I could call on. If I refused, I’d be stranded, completely at the mercy of a world I barely understood. My chest tightened, panic
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9Velma’s POVFive years later….The night event with Theron changed my life in a way that I didn’t expect. Five years in which I had built a small, perfect world of my own, a world that revolved around Jaden, my little miracle, whose laughter and warmth could melt the darkest of fears, and Theron, steady, patient, and unwavering, who had loved me in ways I had never imagined possible, who had accepted my son as his own without question, and who had stood by me while I slowly put the pieces of my life back together.In those years, I had rebuilt myself quietly, step by step, learning to trust again, learning that I was more than the shadows I had lived in, more than the girl who had hidden in corners, more than the wife who had been used and discarded.I became the artist I had always been destined to be. They called me the legendary V. My works were displayed across the world. Collectors, critics, and art lovers knew my name and whispered it with reverence. Exhibitions in Paris, New
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10~Velma’s POVThe sounds of the airport thinned out until they barely reached me. Wheels rolling. Announcements overhead. People laughing, arguing, rushing past. All of it dissolved into a low, distant hum. Like I had been dropped underwater. Or like I was dreaming and hadn’t realized it yet.Or worse. Like I was being punished for believing I had escaped.“Velma?”My name cut through everything.It sounded wrong in his mouth. Too familiar. Too careless. Like something that belonged to a past life he no longer had the right to touch.I lifted my head slowly.He was standing right in front of me.For a second, my mind refused to place him. As if seeing him here broke some unspoken rule of reality. He looked much the same as I remembered, maybe even more handsome somehow. His shoulders carried the same quiet confidence, and his face was familiar, every line and curve a reminder of the man I had left behind. His eyes were wide, sharp and alive, as if he was staring straight through me,
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