Elena sacrificed everything for her marriage-only to be betrayed by the man who swore to love her. Just because Elena couldn't bear a son as an heir. When Damian, the arrogant billionaire she used to call husband, brings another woman home, Elena doesn't cry or beg. She immediately filed for divorce and disappeared from Damian's life. Five years later, Elena reappeared as the queen of business. With her intelligence, she built her own business empire. Damian regretted it when he found out that the fourth child Elena gave birth to was a boy. So, will Elena give her ex-husband a second chance?
View More"Darling, you are truly a gift to this family." The booming voice of Margaret Lancaster, her mother-in-law, filled the room. "At last, Damian has found a woman who can give him an heir."
The smile on Elena's face slowly disappeared when she heard the voice from inside the room. She was about to give Damian—her husband of ten years—the best news of her life. Elena's hand tightly grasped the envelope containing the results of the doctor's examination. She was pregnant with her fourth child. Elena stopped in the doorway. Her eyes froze at the sight before her. A blonde woman with a perfect body was sitting gracefully on the sofa. She was so very perfect. She was Isabella Monroe. A top model who often graced fashion magazines. And now, she was sitting confidently in Elena's house, among her family. "Ah, Auntie, you're too much," Isabella laughed softly, her voice soft yet full of satisfaction. "Don't call me auntie, dear. You are now my daughter-in-law." "Right, call us Mommy and Daddy." This time, a heavy voice came from Charles Lancaster, Elena's father-in-law. "Daddy is very happy. Daddy finally has a male heir!" Elena's chest tightened. At that instant, Damian turned to her. As if he had just noticed her, he stood up from his chair and put his hands in his pockets casually. "Are you home?" he said in a casual tone, as if there was nothing unusual about the situation. Elena stared at him in disbelief. Then, she leaned closer. "Damian, what's all this about?" Isabella stood up slowly, then walked over to Damian before wrapping her arms around him. "Honey, haven't you told your wife yet?" she asked spoilfully. Elena felt her head throb. Her hand gripped the envelope tightly. "Damian, please say something." The man sighed, then smiled with a grin. "Elena, I'll be straightforward. Isabella and I have been in a relationship for two years now. She has given me something that even you can't." "What do you mean?" Elena whispered, her heart beginning to sink. Damian looked at her sharply. "Isabella has given birth to a son. This is a picture of my son and Isabella; he's only two months old." Instantly, Elena's eyes widened in shock at her husband's revelation. "You have given birth to three children for me. But the children you gave birth to were always girls. You know, right? I really want a male offspring." Elena could only shake her head in disbelief. "And Olivia, Katty, and Delya will remain yours. They won't get a penny of the treasure either. Elena, you know how this family tradition works, right? A male heir is always more valuable." "What Damian said is true," Lady Margaret continued. "Your three daughters will never inherit. They are not worthy. And I am so grateful that Isabella came into Damian's life to give him a son. Ten years of marriage, and you can only give three daughters?" Elena clenched her hands into fists. "So... because I gave birth to girls, you think I'm useless?" Isabella chuckled. "Elena, you're very smart." Damian turned to Isabella, looking at her with tenderness—the same look he had always given Elena. "Elena, this is the best decision. I'll make sure you and your three daughters have a comfortable life. I'm even willing to give you a new home, far away from here." A new home? Like throwing away unwanted trash? Elena looked at the man she had once loved so much, the man who had promised to be with her through thick and thin. "And me?" Her voice sounded fragile. "Did I ever matter to you, Damian? I was the one who kept you company all these ten years. I was the one who helped you until you were on the same level as the nobles. You threw me away just because of this?" Damian did not answer. That was more than enough for Elena. With trembling hands, she slowly opened the envelope she had been holding, pulling out a piece of paper from inside. In a calm voice, she said, "I was going to tell you today that I'm pregnant." Damian raised an eyebrow. "Pregnant?" Elena looked him straight in the eye, undaunted. "Yes, I'm pregnant!" Margaret's eyes widened. Charles frowned, as if the information were bad news. Isabella just smiled a little, not surprised at all. "Halah, at least you'll give birth to another daughter!" Lady Margaret said. Elena lifted her chin, looking at her mother-in-law. For a moment, Damian's expression changed. But before Elena could catch it clearly, a sardonic smile appeared on the man's face. "And you think your insignificant pregnancy is going to change things?" Elena was silent. Her tears were about to start flowing, but she held them back. Damian chuckled, then turned to Isabella as if sharing a joke. "Your pregnancy will never change my decision, Elena. Isabella will remain Mrs. Damian." Isabella smiled mockingly at Elena. Elena gripped the sheets of paper in her hands. Margaret crossed her arms. "We don't want to waste time. You'd better kill that fetus in your womb!" Elena's blood boiled. "What if it's a boy?" Charles grinned. "It can't be! The child must be a girl!" Elena's heart felt like it was being smashed to pieces. Her eyes began to heat up, but she refused to show her weakness in front of them. Damian approached her, looking at her without emotion. "Elena, consider this a business deal. I will compensate you sufficiently. You can leave in peace." Tears almost fell from her eyes, but she held them back forcefully. She would not give them the satisfaction of watching her crumble. Taking a deep breath, Elena smoothed her shoulders. With a steady hand, she tore off her pregnancy test results sheet. Elena looked at Damian with a sharp gaze. "You're right, Damian. I should have left this house. I won't let my children grow up in a family that only sees a person's worth based on their gender. Come, let us divorce, Mr. Damian Lancaster."CHAPTER 284Ricky had just entered the house when Kelly appeared from the living room. The moment she saw her husband, she folded her arms across her chest.“You just got home?” her voice was cold. “Where have you been this late at night?”Ricky didn’t answer right away. He placed his car keys on the table, then looked at Kelly without any expression. “We need to talk.”His tone was flat but firm. Kelly immediately sensed that something was different.“Talk about what?” Kelly asked suspiciously.Ricky took a deep breath, then pulled a document from his briefcase. He set it on the table. “About this.”Kelly looked at the paper, her eyes widening when she saw the words written at the top—Divorce Petition.“You’re joking, right?” Kelly laughed stiffly, trying to deny the reality.Ricky slowly shook his head. “No. I’m serious.”Kelly stared at him for a long time, then stepped closer. “Serious? You’re really serious about divorcing me after four years of marriage? After everything I’ve do
CHAPTER 283Olivia had just finished arranging her suitcase and was about to turn off the bedroom light when her phone vibrated again on the table. She frowned, thinking it might be from Sophia or Cindy. However, the moment she saw the sender’s name, her heartbeat quickened slightly. It was a message from Ricky.Olivia stared at the screen for a few seconds without touching it. Again? she thought irritably. She bit her lower lip, hesitating whether to open the message or ignore it.But then, more notifications appeared one after another.[I’m in front of your house.][If you don’t come out, I’ll come in.]Olivia’s eyes widened. “What’s wrong with this man?” she muttered under her breath. She exhaled sharply and stood up from the bed. Inside, she felt annoyed—and honestly, a little panicked. How did Ricky know her family’s address? And where did he even get her phone number?She grabbed her hoodie and quickly walked to the balcony, peeking toward the front gate. Sure enough, a black ca
Olivia sat on the floor of her room with an open suitcase in front of her. Some clothes had already been neatly folded, while the rest were just thrown in because her mind was unfocused. She took a breath, trying to stay calm, but her chest felt heavy.The bedroom door was knocked on gently. “Liv, can Mommy come in?” Elena’s voice sounded from outside.Olivia glanced briefly before answering. “Just come in, Mom.”Elena entered while carrying a glass of orange juice. Her gaze fell on the open suitcase. “You already started packing?”Olivia nodded slowly. “The flight is tomorrow morning. I have to be ready from now.”Elena sat on the edge of the bed, watching her daughter. “If you want, you can stay a few more days. Mommy still misses you, dear.”Olivia gave a faint smile. “But there are many deadlines, Mom.”Elena also smiled a little, but her eyes weren’t truly happy. “You really want to become a famous architect?”“I want to build a building that has my name on it,” Olivia answered w
The knocking on the door was heard again, this time louder. “Liv! Are you in there or not?!”Olivia opened her mouth to answer, but before a single word came out, Ricky moved first.Quickly, he grabbed the nape of Olivia’s neck and pressed his lips against hers. Instantly, Olivia tensed. Her eyes widened, her body frozen in shock.The kiss only lasted a few seconds, but it was enough to make Olivia feel the burning sensation on her neck again.Her awareness returned immediately. Olivia pushed Ricky’s chest with all her strength. “Let go!”Ricky stepped back half a step. Without thinking, Olivia lifted her hand and slapped his cheek. The sound of the slap echoed clearly in the small room.SLAP!Ricky didn’t avoid it. His jaw tightened, but he said nothing.Olivia stared at him, her breathing ragged. “You’re married! Don’t go too far!”Ricky lowered his head briefly, as if trying to hold something inside himself. “I’m… sorry.”Olivia clutched the collar of her hoodie with trembling hand
Morning arrived, and Olivia opened her eyes. She took a slow breath, still able to feel the burning sensation on her neck. Instinctively, her hand reached for the red marks she had already covered with Cussons foundation since last night.“I have to pretend everything is fine,” she muttered softly while taking an oversized hoodie from the wardrobe. She purposely chose one with a high collar.When she went downstairs, the smell of breakfast greeted her. Elena was arranging bread and fruit on the dining table, while Nathan read the newspaper while sipping his coffee.Elena turned as soon as she heard Olivia’s footsteps. “Morning, sweetheart. You’re awake?”“Yeah.” Olivia sat down with a faint smile. “I promised to go out with Katty. She said we’re going to the mall at ten.”Elena raised an eyebrow. “What time did you come home last night?”Olivia held her breath for a split second. “Around… ten. I wasn’t out long, just hung out for a bit.”Nathan put down the newspaper and observed Oliv
When Ricky walked quickly out of the club hallway, Kelly appeared from the right and immediately grabbed his arm with a harsh grip. “Where are you going?!” her voice was sharp, no longer the sweet tone of a wife who had begged earlier.Ricky looked at Kelly without expression, his jaw tightening. “Let me go, Kelly!”Kelly gripped even tighter. “Why are you wet? What did you just do?!” Her eyes were wild, a mix of suspicion and anger.Ricky brushed off Kelly’s hand without hesitation. “Don’t touch me.” His voice was low but firm, making Kelly fall silent for a split second.Kelly let out a small laugh, but her tone was cold. “So all this time you were disgusted by me? Four years, Ricky. I’ve been your wife for four years, but even to—”Ricky didn’t let her finish. “Four years is not an excuse to drug someone with an aphrodisiac, Kelly!” he said flatly.Kelly froze, her body going stiff. “You… realized?”“The effect wasn’t strong enough to make me forget everything.” Ricky stared at Kel
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