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The Beginning of the End.

์ž‘๊ฐ€: Samantha K. Whyte
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Two years into the wedding, still the picture perfect billionaire couple, the duo attended all functions with their spouses, they did picnics, had fun like a couple should, then came that day.

Millicent bursts into the house with a sheet of paper in her hands, her breathing coming in short, loud gasps.

Arthur descends the staircase of their Beverly Hills house in Los Angeles. โ€œHon, welcome back. You look pale? Did something happen?โ€

Millicent is too speechless to say a anything and just hands him the piece of paper, which turns out to be a pregnancy test.

โ€œI am four weeks gone. A month. I thought I just had a simple cold, nausea, of course sometimes we get nauseated and shit. But pregnancy? There is a baby growing inside me?โ€ Millicent mutters to no one in particular.

Arthur, on the other hand, is happy for the news. Their family will now be complete after all. He picks her up from the ground in a hug and twirls her around. His joy for the pregnancy overshadowing hers by miles. โ€œThis
Samantha K. Whyte

Who do you think is at fault? Arthur, for being oblivious to his wife's true feelings? Millicent for being so bitter about it all? Anyway, wait for the next chapter before you decide. If you see what actually happened, maybe you will be able to see things in better light on who was really at fault... HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO YOU ALL. I GOT A MAN! Yep, your author is now a taken woman... Eh eh eh (Cue random laughter.)

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they didn't plan well everything. I hope she didn't kill her own baby.
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  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย The Loss of Azalea.

    โ€œWonder why she went to go get groceries herself when I offered to help.โ€ Arthur mutters to himself as he paces around his study.He had resorted to working from home as soon as Millicentโ€™s pregnancy clocked four months, choosing to stay at home with her so she is not bored. And even though she has not been saying much lately, he still tries to make her laugh, which she does sometimes, and today, he has something planned for her.If it works out, sheโ€™ll have something to think back to and smile even till their Azalea actually becomes a living human baby.โ€œUghโ€ฆ Waiting around is killing me. I should stroll over to her or something.โ€ Impatient, Artur dons a casual white tee shirt and some denim pants, choosing to walk over there instead, to clear his head and get his thoughts in order.The babyโ€™s coming has taken most of the toll on Millicent but he has also made some sacrifices, even having to turn billions worth of contracts away because he canโ€™t leave his wife at the doctorโ€™s and leav

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-02-16
  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย The Boss in Hiding.

    The lights in Unique Auditing company flicker once, then slowly began to fade floor by floor, casting the building into darkness. Each levelโ€™s lights went off in sequence staring from the grund floor, leaving only the top floor illuminated, the faint glow cutting through the night surrounding the tall building.Up on that top floor, a figure sits motionless and unmoving in the CEOโ€™s chair, waiting patiently.As the final lights went out, the entire building was plunged into silence and darkness.The figure rose slowly, pulling off a black mask that had been obscuring their face for the whole day. They rubbed their sore jaw, letting out a quiet sigh of relief as they stretched their stiff muscles. Sitting the whole day just to keep an identity hidden is a lot of work but the rewards make it entirely worth it.Reaching for the phone on the desk, they hesitate before turning on the flashlight.The beam of light was kept low, barely enough to illuminate the room but just perfect for what t

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-02-17
  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย It All Comes Crashing Down.

    John Worth sits at his desk, a complete mess, his head buried in his hands.His office, once the center of his confidence and power, now feels like a prison. He has nowhere to go and rest his head and worse, no one to go to for comfort. The weight of everything, the scandal with Sienna being his child, and the suffocating guilt of having an affair with her for years and now, she is dead, presses down on him, making it hard to breathe.But the worst part is the uncertainty, the part that he does not know.Had he been the one to kill her? He couldnโ€™t remember.His mind is a fog of confusion, and the last few hours of that day with Sienna were nothing but a blur. He recalls the anger, the confrontation, but after that... it was all darkness.A shrill ring from his phone startled him, pulling him out of his confusing thoughts.John blinks, his hands shaking as he reaches for the device. He doesnโ€™t recognize the number, but something inside him tells him to answer it.โ€œHello?โ€ His voice cra

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-02-18
  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Subtly Sweet in front of the World.

    The press conference hall buzzed with anticipation.Every seat is filled with bloggers, reporters, tabloids, newspapers, and even people with online news channels and cameras were positioned in every corner, and journalists from various media outlets had gathered to hear the truth from the couple who had been dominating the news lately, first, secod and third ost searched news were about them.The hushed voices amd comemnys in the air was thick and full of gossip, and all eyes were fixed on the stage, waiting for the moment when Arthur will make his appearance and the conference will start.They have their questions down and written already, also, they are immensely curious as to why Millicent and Arthur had divorced anyway so that is the main reason for their presenceโ€ฆAs the lights dimmed slightly, signaling the start of the conference, Arthur stepped forward.His demeanor was calm, collected, and resolute, most especially since his wife now knows everything that happened in his past

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-02-19
  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย He is just a Man... Just another Hurt Human.

    Up in Arthurโ€™s office after the short conference that is safe to say had left all of the reporters with even more questions than the answers that they have come for, Bethany sips some orange juice, laughing at something that Arthur had said.โ€œYou know, you are like the regular kind of CEO but you are a money grubber too. I canโ€™t believe you said it out loud that you will get only richer with the lawsuits, come on.โ€ Bethany comments, while laughing.โ€œWell, if there is one thing I know people hate in our society, it is the rich getting richerโ€ฆ and yet, they are not helping themselves either. So I know that if I make that statement that I will use their money to get even richer, they will stop, or at least, it will reduce.Bethany bursts into another round of laughter.โ€œWhy were you at the hospital anyway?โ€ Arthur asks, coming to sit on the same couch as she is.Bethanyโ€™s face lights up and then dies down. โ€œI learnt quite a lot of things there today. Iโ€™ll start with Quinn. She told me th

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-02-20
  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Blackmail.

    The next morning starts as a peaceful one.Itโ€™s end?Maybe not.Bethany rises from the bed, pushing her legs to the ground. After getting freshened up, she goes downstairs and has breakfast with her husband.Being a Saturday makes it all better since she can spend the entire day inside with her husband but she has something to do.Returning upstairs, she sits on their bed and dials a number.It rings for a full twenty seconds plus before anyone picks it up.โ€œGood afternoon, my name is Bethany, I am hoping to speak to Millicent Atkinson?โ€There is a pause at the other end before a cheery sounding lady responds. โ€œOh hi maโ€™am, my name is Tina and I am Millicentโ€™s manager. Can you please call back in about two minutes from now? Iโ€™ll go hand the phone to her now.โ€โ€œOh, I can wait online while you go ahead, thank you.โ€She will give them no chance to weasel out of it. It wonโ€™t be surprising if she hangs up, calls back in the said two minutes and they refuse to pick.She has to talk to Milli

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-02-21
  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย The Actual Video.

    โ€œIโ€™ll be back in a little bit.โ€ She calls out as she grabs her bag off the couch.โ€œCome on, let me drop you off.โ€Bethany chuckles. She is out to get him a surprise, so no. โ€œNot this time, pleaseโ€ฆโ€โ€œFine. Be back in time for dinner?โ€โ€œPromise. I wonโ€™t have a bite of food there and be on my way home as soon as I am done over there.โ€โ€œI love you.โ€ He calls out, blowing her a soft kiss.โ€œLove you too.โ€Without taking a driver, she decides to drive herself, it has been quite a while since she just let the wind whip through her hair, scattering it.. but as much as she would love to do that now, she would rather stay poised so that woman will see no flaw to pick atโ€ฆ will see nothing to make her think she is inferior to her.After the little over twenty minutesโ€™ drive, she stops the car right in front of Paradise block of apartment, high rise with its penthouse inhabited by our former wife, she walks out the lobby, her heels clicking loudly on the marbled floor.Bethany rolls her eyes, thank

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-02-22
  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Final Showdown between the Past and Forever.

    Bethany pushes herself off the floor, letting her gaze fall to the black clothes she has on, now with very visible specks of dust around it. She wipes it off with her hands but they donโ€™t do much.โ€œMillicent, why did you shove me like that?โ€Millicent takes one step backwards, her face turning red as she glances around into the cameras around her, all of them clicking and recording away.โ€œGive me your phone. You canโ€™t record our conversation without my permission.โ€โ€œWhat recording? Why are you blaming me because I married Arthur? He is my husband and I love him so much, I donโ€™t have any recordings on my phone. Stop yelling at me.โ€โ€œTell them to stop recording and tell the truth.โ€Bethany looks around at the crowd but she turns back to Millicent, feigning a gasp. โ€œMillicent, what did I do to you? Just because you called your fans puppets, you are taking that anger out on me now?โ€The people in the restaurant all gasp collectively, some of them turning to their partners to gossip and wh

    ์ตœ์‹  ์—…๋ฐ์ดํŠธ : 2025-02-23

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  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Mask Party

    The invitation arrives in a black velvet envelope.No name. No logo. Just a gold wax seal marked with a wolfโ€™s head.Bethany turns it over twice before she slits it open with a knife and slides the lacy edged card out.It reads,โ€œThe Campbell Conglomerate is cordially invited to the Sterling Foundationโ€™s Annual Black-Tie Gala.Theme: Midnight Masquerade.Date: This Saturday, 8 PM.Location: The Glass House, Midtown.Dress Code: Formal. Masks mandatory.Lifeโ€™s a game, play it.โ€Bethany does not react for a second, and then reads it againโ€ฆ โ€œThis is either someoneโ€™s idea of a costume party or a shoddy job at making an actual party.โ€Arthur reads it as well, over her shoulder and frowns, not even the flicker of a smile either. โ€œThatโ€™s not real.โ€โ€œOh, it is real,โ€ Bethany murmurs. โ€œAnd itโ€™s bait. It is so obviously soโ€ฆ Sterling Foundation.โ€Arthurโ€™s jaw tightens. โ€œSo weโ€™re not going, itโ€™s that simple.โ€Bethany turns slowly to face him, eyes clear and determination firm. โ€œI do not run from

  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Hater-in-Laws

    The Campbell Conglomerate headquarters is as full as it always is during the days of the week, and the staff are pretty loyal even when their boss has not been in to work for quite some time. The rumor has start to spread that she died or something most especially due to the fact that they had seen as she had been flung into the air two weeks before, had watched as her husband, with bruises of his own, had lifted her off the ground into the ambulance by himself and still making sure that everything, about her, was all in controlโ€ฆFor the time she had been at the hospital, Arthur had made sure that Jade was always within reach and every of their works in progress, not out of reach, it had all been in control even when he had been devastated at the foot of her bed.And for it being so early in the morning, it is not silent, it is quite the opposite actually.Thereโ€™s movement everywhere, in the halls and corners. Phones ringing and staff picking up. Meetings booked not minding that the b

  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Between Family, No. People.

    He steps out of the car and closes the door behind him, Bethany is at home now and he just needs to stop by somewhere to make his point known, now that he knows who it is and his wife now does too, there is nothing to hide but to tell her to own up to her crimes and mistakes and just leave them be.Arthur Worth steps out of the sleek black elevator on the top floor and into hell, the dim lighting down the hall, the glass doors that do not reflect anything, looks like a childโ€™s imagination of the opposite of heaven.The top floor of the glass building is colder than a morgue, the air conditioning in strategic positions not exactly helping either. Polished concrete floors. Steel framed windows. Air that smells faintly metallic, Ew.The place seems a little bit deserted and a little bit too silent for this mid afternoon period where staffs are supposed to be wandering around, talking and gossiping over cups of coffee and snacks, waiting for the time they can head for home.Ahead, the gla

  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Fake Blonde Man Visits

    It takes about an hour.One long, slow, silent hour between the couple.Bethany stubbornly keeps her back turned toward Arthur, stewing in her own complicated swirl of already fake anger and her pride not wanting to speak first.Bethany tries.God, she tries to stay mad at him but...For a full hour, she gives Arthur the full on, patented silent treatment, staring stubbornly at the wall on the other side of thr bed, answering in one word grunts if he so much as breathes too loudly so heโ€™ll catch himself from disturbing her โ€˜sleepโ€™.But sheโ€™s very terrible at it.Sheโ€™s always been terrible at it when it came to people she loved.She cracks before the sixty minute mark, because when she finally turns her head, awkwardly and carefully because of the neck brace, she sees him sitting at the very edge of her hospital bed.Not looking at her.Not doing anything visible to her.Justโ€ฆ sitting there by the bedside.Palms flat on the mattress. Head bowed.Like heโ€™s waiting to be sentenced. He do

  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Introducing...

    The hallway is dim and seemingly never ending. Just like is her job to do this once in a while, she is going to do it once again before clocking out of work for the day.Ana Yang walks briskly down the sterile, silver lit corridor of Unique Auditingโ€™s private floor. Her heels click sharply against the marble tile, echoing between the glass walls and chrome doors, ignoring everyone she meets on her way since she has one single focus in mind, do this and get the hell out of here.She clutches a thick folder to her chest, filled with updates, invoices, coded communications. The usual weapons of their currently losing war, sheโ€™ll be dropping off the file with the ceo before leaving.Ahead of her, the double doors to the CEO's office loom like the gates of some modern day hell.She swipes her keycard.The lock clicks and the doors swing open.Inside, the room is dim, only thin shafts of light cutting across the floor from narrow windows.And, as always, the swivel chair behind the vast mah

  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย "Stand the fuck up."

    The fourth day in the hospital after the blast seemed just as bleak as the first three days that had come and gone, waiting for Bethany to wake up and open her eyes to absolutely no avail.Arthur hasnโ€™t left her side. Not once, making sure to make sure that she is attended to every single time and cleaning her unconscious body every morning and night.The nurses have stopped trying to convince him to take a break and go home or something. At this point, heโ€™s more permanent than the IV drip standing by her bedside. Martha comes and goes, bringing fresh clothes, home cooked meals that Arthur barely touches, whispered encouragements he barely hears but nods smilingly at anyway, the old woman already has too much on her neck so Arthur always manages to persuade her to go back home as well each time.He sits beside her now, as he has for four days, one hand curled over Bethanyโ€™s motionless fingers, holding them as though he is using his bodyโ€™s warmth to remind her of the way back to him, b

  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย To Choose... Blood or Blood.

    Time slows.Bethanyโ€™s fingers brush the handle of the driverโ€™s side door just as the second beep-beep fades into the air. A bird chirps from the lamp post above the lot. The wheels of a nearby shopping cart squeal as someone exits the pharmacy across the road. Arthur opens his mouth to say somethingโ€ฆAnd the world erupts.BOOM.Itโ€™s not just a noise., itโ€™s a force. A living, monstrous thing that tears through air, glass, and metal like paper. The car explodes in a big explosion of fire and shrapnel, its roof splitting, hurling into the sky. The windshield vaporizes in a white hot flash and for the person standing right next to the explosion...Bethany is thrown violently backward. Not a stumble. Not a fall. She is launched into the air like a ragdoll and what goes up, always comes down.Her body hits the ground very hard. The sound is sickening, skin on pavement, ribs crunching, skull cracking and the audible sound of all of it.Then stillness.Alarms scream in every direction. The

  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Pawn in Life's Chess

    The man walks in front of the station like heโ€™s trying not to walk into a landmine, slow, tentative steps. He stops at the top of the stairs, takes one deep sigh, rubs his weak looking eyes and takes the few more steps into the building.He does not take big strides and no waving hands. Just quiet, precise steps through the front doors of the Precinct, wearing a weather beaten hoodie and jeans that have seen better years. His eyes are the kind that donโ€™t blink enough, too haunted to remember how.Or at least that is what it looks like to whoever cares to give him a glance.At the front desk, Officer Laney gives him the once over. Sheโ€™s halfway through sipping her third iced latte when she asks, โ€œCan I help you sir?โ€The man doesnโ€™t answer at first, first choosing to check if she is a police officer since she is in civilian clothes, then seeing her badge in her hands, he sighs audibly before responding, sayingโ€ฆโ€œI need to talk to someone. Someone in charge of a particular case here.โ€L

  • Divorced my Cheating Husband for his Billionaire Uncleย ย ย Letting Go Silently.

    Rumors begin less than three days later.Apparently, grabbing a cup of coffee with a beautiful female Major is grounds for rumors, and even people whom you donโ€™t know who begin to study your every move. The rumors, with truths in them however, rage on the barracks.They spread like heat on dry bush. Fast, wild and pretty much unstoppable. A Major seen sneaking smiles at a Lieutenant during drills, the same Lieutenant caught slipping out of the officer's quarters too early in the morning.Chara doesnโ€™t as much as flinch when she hears then, sheโ€™s pretty much used to the weight of judgment.Chara doesnโ€™t pretend to care, not at all.She keeps her chin high, her stride sharp like the boss lady that she is, like no one dares say it to her face, because they really do not dare say it to her face.But Mason hears it.He hears them and unlike Chara with her own steely indifference, he is not indifferent to it.And it gets harder to ignore, mostly because it is not all about him but her.Mason

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