All Chapters of What's Wrong With My CEO Husband? : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

SUMMER. "Why?!...Why do you get the perfect man while I have to marry a fool?!" Brielle shrieked, slamming me down onto the cold stone floor. Her fingers locked around my neck like iron cuffs, her eyes wild with manic rage. Dressed in the exact wedding gown I wore years ago, she looked like a distorted, twisted mirror of my past. "Three good years I gave him! I played the perfect woman, and he abandoned me at the altar! Over a dead woman!" As air left my lungs, her voice cracked into a bitter, sobbing laugh. "He looked me dead in the face and said he'd rather bury himself beside your grave than marry me. Even after I made you disappear, you still took him from me!" She leaned in closer, her grip choking the last bits of oxygen from my chest. "Look at me... I now have blue eyes too, blonde hair, but yet... he still didn't want me!" Her voice broke into a hysterical sob before twisting into pure venom. And in that suffocating moment, as my vision blurred, her words echoed in

SUMMER. The ward door clicked open behind him. Levi walked down the hallway without looking back once. My heart pounded against my ribs. Pushing myself up, I stumbled to the doorway and gripped the frame to stay steady, my eyes locked on his retreating back. At the end of the hall, Brielle was already waiting. She stepped toward him, her white dress swaying gracefully. "Levi—are you okay?" she asked softly, her tone dripping with gentle concern. He didn't slow his stride. His answer was too low for me to hear, just a short, icy murmur. Brielle didn't seem to mind. She reached up and casually straightened his tie, her fingers lingering against his chest for a second too long. "You should at least look presentable before the meeting," she murmured with a soft smile. My hollow eyes stayed glued to her hands. That was my place. My chest tightened until air couldn't reach my lungs, and a wave of nausea washed over me. Then Brielle turned, her gaze landing on me. Her eyes widened i

SUMMER. I stared in disbelief at Rihanna casually ending someone's innocent career. I knew her father held immense power, but I had no idea she was this vicious. Sensing my stunned glare, she turned to me with a smirk. "You owe me one." I kept my eyes narrowed, still skeptical. "Look," she paused, her expression softening with a flash of genuine guilt and grief. "I just realized that instead of picking fights with you, I have much better things to do....like stalking Felix and making sure he isn't cheating on me." I squinted at her. She let out a dry laugh. "Trust me, Summer. I'm really not plotting anything against you. Why shouldn't we work together as women?" I rolled my eyes. "And you only realized this after making my life a living hell for two entire years?" She swallowed, blinking back guilt. "Well... then let's call it even." A small smile played on her lips. "So what's your plan now?" I asked seriously. She pouted. "I don't know yet. I'll reach out to you tomorro

LEVI. By the time I arrived at Kingston Enterprises the next morning, I was in no mood for incompetence. I hadn't slept a single second. My brain was itching ...that was the only word I could use for it. I strode into the top floor conference room, my jaw set tight. The air in the room was suffocatingly tense. The directors began their quarterly presentation, but they spoke so damn slow. Their voices dragged through numbers and projections that my mind had already calculated five minutes ago. I looked down at my trembling hands resting on the polished table. I took a deep, heavy sigh, trying to force myself to calm down. I couldn't focus on spreadsheets. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her hollow eyes looking at me from the hospital doorway. I heard her absurd, reckless lie echoing over and over in my head: "I'm pregnant with his child." Why did she say that? What kind of twisted game was she playing now? My patience was completely gone. I decided right then and there; any