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?
Lihat lebih banyakNova's POV
"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.Levi’s POVThe door shut behind me with a muted click, and I just stood there, gripping the handle like it was the only thing keeping me tethered to the ground. Like it was the only thing holding me down as everything within me was unraveling every second that passed.I didn’t even bother with the lights. What could it do to me at this moment? Nothing.Absolutely nothing.The duvet felt heavy in my arms—too heavy, like the weight of everything I’d been pretending I could ignore. I dropped it onto the bed and pressed my back to the door before sliding down to the floor.My knees bent up. My elbows rested on them. And my hands clutched at my face.God.What the hell just happened?I could still see her face. The tears she tried to blink away. The tremble in her voice. The dinner she made.The food I never touched.Guilt was already bleeding into the cracks of my anger, but I couldn’t push it away fast enough. It was all too loud in my head—Ronald’s voice, the smug edge in it when he la
Nova’s POVI stood in the quiet after Ronald left, his ultimatum still ringing in my ears like a fire alarm that wouldn’t shut off.Thirty days.One month to get pregnant or… or what? Levi loses the company. The board turns against him. The Adams crumble.And somehow, I thought that would help us.I truly believed that maybe this pressure would force him to talk to me. That maybe Ronald’s visit—his presence, his harsh words—would push Levi to finally break his silence. That he’d turn to me, maybe even with anger, but at least something.But what I got instead… was a storm.“Did you plan this?” Levi snapped, spinning around so fast that the sharpness in his voice cut the air like a knife.I blinked, still near the table, my hand trembling slightly around the edge of a wine glass.“W-what?”He pointed toward the door his grandfather had just walked out of, his jaw locked tight. “Did you call him? Invite him here? Tell him I’m being cold and you needed backup?”“No,” I said immediately.
Nova’s POVI heard his key in the lock before I heard his footsteps.My heart nearly leapt out of my chest.I wiped my palms on my dress and quickly smoothed my hair, glancing at the table one last time. The food was still warm, the candle still flickering low and hopeful. I stood up just as the door opened.There he was—Levi. The man I loved, the man I missed, the man whose silence was slowly killing me.His eyes met mine for the briefest moment before they darted away, already burdened. Already guarded.“Hi,” I whispered, my voice too small.He didn’t respond. Just walked past me, loosening his tie with one hand.“I made dinner,” I tried again, moving toward him, my words almost stumbling over themselves. “Your favorite. I thought maybe we could talk, just for a few minutes—”“I’m not hungry.” His voice was a wall, hard and cold.I froze.He didn’t even look at the table.I could feel my throat tightening as I followed him with my eyes, watching as he moved to the hall closet and pu
Nova’s POVI couldn’t go to the office today. I just… couldn’t.The moment I stepped out of the car earlier, the whispers started again—too loud to ignore, too sharp to endure. I could feel their eyes trailing after me, cutting through me like knives.They pretended to be busy when I looked, but I saw the way they paused mid-keystroke, the way conversations abruptly ended when I passed.And I’d had enough.So I walked away.I didn’t tell anyone. I didn’t leave a message. I just slipped back into the elevator, pressed the button for the lobby, and walked out of the building like I was invisible.Now, I sat by the fogged window of a small café tucked between two boutiques in a quiet part of town. I’d found it once on accident, months ago, when Levi and I got caught in the rain during a lunch meeting and ducked into the nearest spot. We hadn’t even liked the coffee, but we’d laughed the whole time, soaked to the bone, hands clasped beneath the table like teenagers.I missed that version
Levi’s POVI barely had time to take my first sip of bitter black coffee before my phone rang.Not the office line. My personal one.I didn’t need to check the caller ID. Only one man alive had the nerve to call me this early in the morning and expect answers with nothing more than a sigh.“Grandfather.”“Levi.” His voice was sharp, measured, and instantly put my spine on alert. “Do you want to explain what in the hell is going on?”I sat back in my chair and pinched the bridge of my nose. “If this is about—”“It’s about your name being dragged across every media outlet I can find,” he cut in coldly. “And mine. The family name. Do you understand the damage this is doing?”“I’m handling it.”“Are you?” he challenged. “Because from where I’m sitting, it looks like you’ve done nothing but sulk behind closed doors while your wife is being picked apart like a carcass.”I gritted my teeth. “She lied to me.”“She had a past,” he snapped. “So did you. I don’t care if she dated the bloody fell
Nova's POVBefore daybreak, I had put on a wrinkled cream silk blouse that now stuck to my skin like a second layer of anxiety, and I hadn't even taken it off. With shaky fingers, I had pulled my hair into a sloppy bun, but it was now escaping. The kind of unrelenting tears that leave your face raw and swollen caused my eyes to boil. But my appearance didn't matter to me.I needed to see him.For what seemed like hours but was really just minutes, I stood still in the silence Levi left behind after he departed that morning.His fragrance and the faint traces of his sandalwood shampoo were still present in the bathroom air, and his scent hung in the room like a ghost. Every breath made me realize how far he had already gone and how totally he had cut himself off from me in only one talk.I had attempted to call his phone. Directly to voicemail, tried sending a text. The messages appeared to have been delivered but not read, which felt worse than if they had been completely disregard
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