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The Secret That Shattered Everything

Author: Sueños
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-23 00:27:05

Olivia lay in her bed, staring at the ceiling. The house was quiet, too quiet, except for the occasional sound of footsteps from the staff downstairs. Since the accident, Ethan spent most of his days resting, his memory still shaky. And Jessica ohh Jessica, had already made herself comfortable in the mansion, moving around as if she owned it.

But tonight wasn’t about Jessica. Tonight was about the ghost that Olivia had buried deep in her heart, a ghost that refused to stay silent anymore.

Her fingers pressed against her stomach, flat and empty now. She closed her eyes, and tears slipped down her face before she could stop them.

Because once, long before the accident, before the lies, before the betrayal, she had carried a child.

A child that never got to live.

It was three years ago. Olivia remembered the exact day she saw the test result. She had been standing in the bathroom, her hands trembling as the little pink lines appeared on the stick. She had gasped, covering her mouth,
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  • The First Wife’s Revenge    The Blood Wedding

    The Monroe Estate had never looked like this before, never this golden, never this sharp, never this intimidating. Olivia had built it into a fortress for tonight. Not because she wanted a fairytale wedding. She wasn’t that naïve anymore.This was strategy.This was positioning.This was a message to every ally and enemy watching, “I choose my battles. And I win them.”By dusk, the place glittered like a million dollar campaign. The courtyard was transformed into a ceremonial aisle stretched under a canopy of crystal lights. A classical quartet played slow, powerful music, nothing soft, nothing sentimental.Each note was precise, controlled, like Olivia herself.Guests filled the space, CEOs, investors, politicians, fashion elites.Everyone dressed like they were entering royal court.Everyone whispering.“Why now?”“Is this real?”“Is Jessica really alive?”Rumors circulated like oxygen.Olivia’s name was on every tongue.She kept her face calm and unreadable.Her wedding dress, sle

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    Smoke And Mirrors

    By morning, the news had detonated across the city like a corporate bomb.Ethan Henderson and Olivia Monroe. Engaged. Again.The headline ran on every screen in the City. Social feeds flooded with commentary, gossip, and “insider leaks.” Investors watched the stock tick upward, analysts called it the merger of the decade, and luxury brands scrambled to send wedding gifts before the guest list even existed.Olivia sat at the head of the conference table in her penthouse office, staring at the screen as the headlines refreshed in real time. Her executive team buzzed behind her, strategy calls, PR pushes, brand opportunity assessments, but she barely heard them.This wasn’t a love story.It was a provocation.Because she knew exactly who was watching.Jessica.Dead or alive, phantom or flesh, she would hear about the wedding. And she would come.Olivia intended to make sure of it.She closed the tablet and stood. “Clear the room.”Her team scattered instantly. Lydia was the last to leave

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    The Double Game

    Amelia’s ring still haunted Olivia.Same design. Same shadowed glint of black metal. Same pulse of something alive beneath the surface.Olivia didn’t sleep that night. She paced through the penthouse, phone in hand, mind racing through numbers, names, and escape routes. The pact with Ethan had become a trap. Again. And she fell for it again.By sunrise, she’d already made her choice.If Ethan and Marcus wanted to play gods, she would be the devil they didn’t see coming.The next day, she arrived at Monroe Atelier’s private office, her empire in motion. Assistants moved quietly through glass corridors. Her name was on every wall, her brand reborn from ashes. But she could feel the fault lines beneath it all.The cult, the ring, Jessica’s ghost, all connected through old accounts and buried contracts.Every man who’d ever claimed to love her was sitting on her fortune.Olivia sat at her desk, straight backed, controlled, as her chief financial officer, Lydia, placed a folder in front of

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    The Marriage Pact

    Olivia hadn’t expected to see Ethan again. Not after Bucharest. Not after the cult, the ring, and the lies. Yet there he was, standing in the doorway of her penthouse, rain dripping from his coat, his eyes burning like she was still his.The city outside was gray and restless. Inside, her world went still.“Olivia,” he said softly, voice steady but loaded with something she couldn’t name. “You shouldn’t have gone to Romania.”She folded her arms. “You shouldn’t have followed me.”Ethan took a step closer. He looked older, sharper around the edges, as if guilt had carved him into someone new. The air between them tightened.“I came to fix what I broke,” he said.“You broke more than that, Ethan.” Her voice didn’t tremble, but her heart did.He moved until only a foot separated them. “The curse, the ring, the blood ties, the ledger, they’re connected to us. To me. I made a deal with the same people who came for you.”Her breath hitched. “You’re lying.”He reached into his coat and dropp

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    Seducing The Enemy

    The lights of the penthouse flickered as Olivia stepped through the revolving doors, her heels clicking softly against polished marble. Rain streaked down the windows behind her, catching in the city skyline like liquid silver. She paused for a moment, feeling the black ring on her finger pulse, tight and insistent. It reminded her that she wasn’t just here as Olivia Monroe Castillo. She was the Reborn, someone whose past and present had been stitched together by blood, power, and Jessica’s lingering influence.Tonight, she was hunting. And her prey wasn’t just anyone, it was Marcus Vale.He wasn’t just a financier. He was dangerous, untouchable, and tied intimately to Ethan’s hidden empire. Marcus had the charm to seduce, the ruthlessness to manipulate, and the wealth to cover every dirty secret that could ruin Olivia if he wanted.But she had a secret of her own now, knowledge, influence, and the dangerous allure of someone who could play the game better than he could.She stepped i

  • The First Wife’s Revenge    The Hidden Heirloom

    The underground temple smelled of candle wax and rose oil. The walls were smooth marble, polished like mirrors, reflecting firelight that flickered like heartbeats. Olivia stood among women in black silk veils, each holding a golden bowl filled with crimson petals. The air felt heavy, almost alive. Every sound seemed amplified, a breath, a whisper, a step.The priestess moved through the circle. She was tall, graceful, and ancient looking, her voice soft yet sharp like a blade wrapped in velvet.“Welcome, Seeker,” she said. “The circle has been waiting.”Olivia bowed her head slightly, her heart pounding. “I’m here to offer,” she said. Her voice was calm, but inside, she was calculating. Every face could be an ally or a trap.The priestess smiled. “Offerings are welcome. But what you bring tonight is not gold. It’s remembrance.”Olivia froze. “Remembrance?”The priestess touched Olivia’s wrist, tracing the faint scar there, one she didn’t remember getting. “You carry the mark,” she wh

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