Our love story was painted like a fairy tale in every article and post.Only I knew that fairy tales were all lies.The irony was delicious. Here was Marcus, celebrating our "renewed love" while I held our divorce papers in my hands.Seemingly certain I wouldn't cause trouble anymore, Marcus completely let loose with Vivian.Her social media updates became frequent, almost desperate. As if she was eager to show off their happiness in this secret corner.It was hard for me not to see them. The algorithm kept pushing her posts to my feed.Pictures of expensive dinners, weekend getaways, intimate moments in luxury hotels.But she probably didn't know that while Marcus played their game of true love with her, his guilt toward me was making me rich.When they shared dinner at a three-Michelin-star restaurant, posting photos of champagne and caviar, Cartier's century collection and Manhattan skyscraper property deeds quietly appeared in my name.Marcus's assistant delivered them personally,

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Marcus's mother beamed with joy, her hands clasped together as she peered at the tiny bundle in my arms."He's perfect, Serena. Absolutely perfect."She couldn't stop touching his little fingers, counting his toes, marveling at every detail.Marcus stood beside my hospital bed, tears streaming down his face without shame."He looks just like you," he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. "Everything about him."I watched him stare at our son with wonder, probably thinking this baby would fix everything between us."What should we name him?" he asked softly."Alexander," I said. "It means protector of men.""Alexander Blackthorne." He tested the name, smiling through his tears. "Our little prince."But our moment of peace shattered within hours.When Vivian heard the news of the birth, she suddenly hemorrhaged severely.The call came while Marcus was still holding our son, cooing softly to him.His phone rang, and I watched his face change from pure joy to horror in seconds."What? H

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The street corner where I spotted Vivian was in the worst part of the city.Neon signs flickered overhead, casting sickly colors on the cracked pavement. This was where desperate people came to make desperate choices.Vivian stood there in stilettos and a short dress that had seen better days. Her hair was bleached platinum blonde, but the dark roots showed she couldn't afford proper maintenance anymore.She was showing her bare back to passing cars, the dress barely covering anything important."Hey handsome, can you give me a ride?" she called to the driver of a luxury sedan, her voice artificially sweet.The businessman inside looked interested until he noticed my official vehicle behind him.The driver of my SUV looked embarrassed as he glanced back at me through the partition."Should I keep driving, Doctor?"Only then did Vivian notice someone in the back seat of the military vehicle.When our eyes met through the tinted glass, her carefully applied makeup couldn't hide the terro

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