Seven years of sacrifice, Five years of marriage. Nova gave up everything for Jace - her dreams, her education, her finances, and her dignity just to support his ambitions. But his gratitude came in the form of betrayal, humiliation, and heartbreak. A shocking proposal to his assistant, Naomi, shattered Nova's heart and triggered a devastating miscarriage. Left with nothing, Nova vowed to reclaim her life and make Jace and his family pay for their cruelty. But Jace had one final move - draining their joint account and leaving her financially ruined. As she confronts him, a stunning revelation throws everything off balance. A powerful CEO, claiming to be her new husband, appears out of nowhere, sending Jace into a jealous frenzy. Will she be able to get the revenge she dreamed of? Or will she let the growing attraction for her new husband and the lingering feelings for her ex-husband stop her?
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"You're a barren woman! A failure as a wife and a daughter-in-law! When I was your age Jace was already 5! When will you give me a grandchild? ” Sarabi, my mother-in-law, screamed in my face. “I'm not barren. The doctors said we just need more time.” I replied. I've been trying to explain this to her for 5 years since I married Jace but she never stopped torturing me. Instead, the torture grew worse with every passing day. “For what exactly? The only thing you do is to spend my son's hard-earned money. Jace can do so much better than a gold digger like you!” Sarabi said and walked out but not before pushing the tray of tea cups to the floor. Leaving a mess I had to clean up. But I knew that this was far from over. Sarabi would not rest until she had destroyed me. Until she had proven her superiority over me. But she was never like this, I vividly remembered how nice she was when I dropped out of school to support Jace. How supportive she was when I had to work multiple jobs all day just to provide for the family for years while Jace was still in college. So sweet that she treated me better than her son. But ever since Jace and I got married, she became the devil, a thorn in my flesh. “Stupid illiterate,” she murmured as she stormed out of the house with her purse and car keys. Another blow. That's another insult she throws at me regularly. As I cleared the shattered glasses I heard the sound of my phone buzzing on the coffee table. I walked over to answer it, just to see the caller, Naomi. "Hello, Nova." Naomi's voice echoed on the other end of the line. She's Jace's assistant and from what Jace told me she wasn't particularly friendly. "Tonight's venue for the party has changed. I'll send you the details." I raised an eyebrow, "Party?" "Yes, for Jace's promotion. It's just between the team and his family. As his only sibling you should be present.” she replied. Right. Nobody knew I was married to Jace, not even his colleagues at work. The few that know me think I'm his younger sister and that's because they saw us together at the mall during the holidays a few years ago. I couldn't introduce myself as his wife because of how plain I looked and after that day I never saw them again. "Sure I'll come." I finally agreed. But I was bothered. Why didn't Jace tell me about the promotion? Every time he got praised for his job he used to tell me and even ask for more ideas which I willingly shared with him. But I was more confused about whether I should go or not. I've never attended any official gathering with him. Even as his ‘sister’ it was only Sarabi that went along with him. I pushed the thought aside and focused on the day's work. After cleaning up I left for work, my job at the library made it easy for me to have access to books to read. Dropping out of school never diminished the love I had for reading. I would still love to go back if I had the chance to and of course, the money to be able to sponsor myself. After my shift, I headed back home and got ready that night. I wore the outfit I had just bought, eager to look presentable for the event ahead. I made my way to the cafe and made my way to the 3rd floor as instructed. And then I saw them. Through the window, I saw Jace on his knees with a small box open in his hand. A lady stood before him, smiling widely and clapping her hands in delight. Sarabi and the people who I assumed to be Jace's colleagues cheered and applauded as Jace slid the ring onto her finger. I felt like I was going to throw up while my hands trembled beside me. I had to blink multiple times just to make sure my eyes were not playing tricks on me. But nothing changed. I still saw Jace, along with his mother and the new woman smiling happily and looking at the ring. My lips trembled as I took in the sight. Sarabi's eyes met mine through the window, and she rushed outside, her face twisted in a scowl. "How did you get her and who invited you? Get out of here, Nova!" she said, grabbing my arm and trying to pull me away. But I shook her off and stared back at the window. Jace had noticed me now, and he was walking angrily towards us. Sarabi tried to intervene, but Jace pushed her aside. "Nova, what are you doing here?" he demanded. I took a step forward and hit him with my bag, " What am I doing? I should ask you that question. This is a prank? A sick joke?” I asked, trying to hold back the tears that were threatening to fall. Jace rolled his eyes and flung my bag. “Stop it. Nova, you're embarrassing me.” He whispered harshly and dragged me out of the 3rd floor. When we were at the ground floor he released his grip on my arm. “Now that you've seen it there is no use in pretending. I'm with someone else now.” My heart ached at the confession, the tears I desperately tried to suppress shamelessly flowed down my cheeks. “How could you do this to me, Jace? I gave you 7 years of my life and this is how you will repay me? What did I do to deserve this?” I cried. Jace's face turned ugly. " Look I didn't beg you to help me Nova, I never even asked for your support. You did what you did out of your goodwill but I can't stay with you anymore. Take a good look at me and take a look at yourself.” Each word was like thousands of pins pricked in my heart, my heart pounded painfully in my chest and for a minute I thought I was going to pass out. “We're not in the same class anymore Nova, so stop acting like 7 years is a big deal and get out of here before I get security.” Jace snapped at me again as his fists were balled to his side. “No, let her stay darling. We need your sister to celebrate with us.” The lady came forward smiling, showing off the ring on her finger. Sister. That single lie I gave that day at the mall. I suddenly remembered her face, she was the one who had asked about Jace's relationship with me. Would it be different if I said the truth? That I was his wife? "Celebrate? I am not his fucking sister!” I shouted. Did you perhaps know that he was married to me?” I swallowed a sob, somehow hoping that she would deny it. But a slow grin crept up her face and she flipped her hair. “Yes, he told me.” She said, smiling. “H-how…..how could you be soo cruel?” I croaked. “So what? Like he said I'm a better fit than you'll ever be Nova. You're just a poor orphan who can't even satisfy a man or even give him a child!” Something inside me snapped and I rushed towards her. But I felt a sting of pain as a palm connected with my cheek. I stumbled back, shocked and horrified. For the first time in 7 years, Jace hit me. For her, someone he met in less than 4 years, or had they known each other longer than that? Jace didn't apologize. Instead, he forcefully dragged me outside, threw me and walked back into the hall, leaving me on the floor alone in the rain. I struggled to get myself up but I felt a sharp pain in my stomach and when I looked down, I saw blood.Nova's POV I spent the rest of the afternoon reviewing quarterly projections, drafting proposals that would fail or succeed our next development phase and meeting a new intern, Grace. She was young, maybe twenty-three years old and had bright eyes and that particular kind of anxiety that reminded me of what I used to be, shaking but hungry, desperate to make a space for herself in a world that did not always provide room for women to be hungry. I wanted to protect that hunger within her, to nourish it as no one had made the time to nourish my own when I started out. "Never be afraid to ask questions," I told her when we completed the orientation. "The worst you can do is pretend you know something and don't." She nodded gravely, scribbling energetically in a notebook that had probably accompanied her the block or two she had walked. "Yes, ma'am. Thank you ever so much for this opportunity. I will not disappoint you." "I don't think you will," I told her, and I meant it. It was
Nova's POVStrength, they say, is quiet. It doesn't scream and advertise itself but just shows up when you need it to.And I was mastering living like that, each painful day at a time.Because of that night, the evening, the thing between Levi and me had shifted. Not in the type of apocalyptic, Hollywood script type of way you would find in films. But in the type of quiet, jarring, unpleasant silence that crept up the sides of every room we stepped into. The type that reminded you sharply of your own breathing, the clank your coffee cup made if you bang it down on the marble counter.Levi barely spoke to me anymore and, when he did, spoke curtly, matter-of-factly, as if reciting lines for a play for which he was not the author. I had realized that there was going to be nothing else to occur, as you get to put your hand on the hot stove once you've been burned. I no longer cried myself to bed in darkness or woke up with that broken moment of hope that perhaps.... perhaps, he would be
Nova’s POVThere’s a strange silence that comes after the tears run dry.That’s what I woke up to. Not the sound of Levi’s footsteps outside the door, not a knock, not a whisper. Just that silence. A silence that answered every question I still hadn’t dared to ask.I sat up from the guest room bed—the one I’d locked myself inside of last night after Felicia’s revelation cracked the ground beneath me—and stared at the dim morning light leaking in through the curtains.Still no knock. Still no Levi.So maybe it was time for me to do the same. Nothing.I got up slowly, my body still sore from hours of crying curled into a fetal ball. My head throbbed, my lips dry, my throat raw from the sobs. But my heart—my heart had gone cold.There was only so much pain one person could take before something inside simply stopped responding.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my eyes bloodshot, hair a mess, the skin under my eyes bruised with exhaustion and pain.But I still saw me.A version of
Nova's POV The guest room felt like a prison. As soon as I walked in, I locked the door and sat on the floor. I leaned my back on the cold wood. I could only hear the sound of my breath, and even that sound was from the cry I was trying to hold in. I reached out for a pillow at the edge of the bed with my shaking hands, and placed it tightly to my chest, as if it could keep me from falling apart. . But I fell apart anyway. The moment the door got locked, the tears came out. These were not soft or pretty tears. They were painful and messy. My heart was beating so fast. I screamed into the pillow, and the pillow was already wet with my tears. I kept seeing his face in my mind. That moment when he froze. The way his eyes looked shocked, then far away. How he looked at ne and her. As if he was trying to figure out something even while my whole world was falling down.. I thought I had felt pain before. I thought what Jace did to me was the worst. Naomi lying. The threats. The way pe
Nova's POV. My chest was hurting like I'd been running, but my feet were frozen in place. The ground beneath me felt shaky, like I could collapse any second from now. The pizza bag crinkled in my grip, and I realised I was shaking. "That doesn't change what it is," I snapped, and my voice came out harsher than I intended. "She says she's pregnant, Levi. Pregnant. And the worst part is—you didn't even deny the possibility." He stepped closer, reaching out like he could touch me, bring me back into the orbit we had created. Like his hands on my skin could somehow erase the image of them on hers. But I stepped back instinctively, holding up my hand like a barrier between us. "Don't," I said again. The word came out smaller this time, more broken. Because part of me wanted him to touch me. Part of me wanted to fall into his arms and pretend this was all some horrible nightmare. But I couldn't. Not when I could still smell Felicia's perfume lingering in the air where she'd stood.
Levi’s POV She said it like it was nothing. Just dropped it between us like a glass of wine at a dinner party, not caring about the stains it would leave on everything. Pregnant. With my child. Felicia? Since when did the thought of pregnancy occur to her? The same Felica I know hates the thought of her body getting 'damaged', her weird belief that she wouldn't be able to love herself or her body anymore. That nobody would. And now. She's pregnant? I did not go with her when she got into the car. I did not move. I did not speak. I could not. My legs did not belong to me, my brain clogged up by white noise. Nova had said nothing since Felicia got up and that was the silence I had ever had to endure. I moved closer to her. Now tides have suddenly turned. And the conversation I was hoping to have with her about what happened recently won’t be able to happen because this bomb that was just dropped between us has overshadowed that. But it has also overshadowed the ent
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