All Chapters of HE DIVORCED ME NOW HE CALLS ME AUNT: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

I stood at the back of the room, holding a glass of champagne that had gone warm. Tonight was our seventh anniversary and my twenty-ninth birthday. The room was filled with the most powerful people in the city, all here to celebrate the "Empire" Mark had built.I looked at Mark. He was standing in the center of a circle of investors, looking handsome and confident. He didn't look at me once. He never did. For seven years, I was the ghost in his machine. I wrote the contracts he signed. I analyzed the markets he conquered. I stayed up until 3:00 AM fixing his mistakes so he could wake up and look like a genius."Still hiding in the corners, Evelyn?"I turned to see my mother-in-law, Lydia. She was wearing a diamond necklace that I had bought for her last Christmas. She looked at my stomach with a look of pure disgust."Five years of marriage and still no heir," Lydia hissed. "Mark is a king. A king needs a son. But you? You give him nothing but paperwork."I felt the familiar sting in

The two weeks of recovery felt like a lifetime and a single second at the same time. Theodore didn't just provide a hospital room; he provided a fortress. He brought me the best doctors, the best food, and, most importantly, my laptop.While my body healed, my mind went to war. I watched from my screen as Mark’s company stock began to slide. Without my daily management, his managers were confused. His clients were annoyed. He was a face for the cameras, but I had been the heart of the operation. Now, the heart was gone, and the body was dying."It is time," Theodore said, walking into my suite on the night of the gala.He didn't bring a nurse this time. He brought a team of stylists. They dressed me in a gown made of midnight-blue silk. It was covered in tiny crystals that looked like stars. It was a dress for a queen, not a victim. My hair was pulled back sharply, and my makeup made my eyes look like flint. I didn't look like the woman who had tumbled down the stairs. I looked like

The office was pitch black. The only light came from the golden map floating in the air and the glowing key in my hand. Theodore grabbed my arm. His grip was strong and steady."We have to move, Evelyn! Now!" he shouted over the roar of the helicopter outside.I couldn't move. My eyes were fixed on the map. I saw a name written in the golden dust: The House of Valerius. It was a name from old legends, a family that was supposed to be extinct."Is that... me?" I whispered."Yes," Theodore said, pulling me toward the private elevator. "You aren't a common girl. You are the last daughter of the High Throne. Mark’s family were just servants who stayed in your shadow. But the people who burned your home twenty years ago have found you."The elevator doors opened. We stepped inside. As we went down, the building shook. A loud explosion came from the roof. They weren't just coming to talk; they were coming to destroy everything.The elevator hit the ground floor. We ran into the underground