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While Alpha Leon danced with his assistant on the dance floor, I sipped wine with clients. To avoid offending anyone, I let his intoxicated self brush his cold hand against my thigh. Still, Leon never glanced at me. His attention was entirely on helping the assistant brush stray hair from her forehead, softly asking if she was hungry. When the banquet ended, the assistant complained of boredom, and Leon immediately whisked her away, leaving me behind for the next round of festivities. “The young shewolf’s been busy with work lately. I’m just taking her to relax. “You don’t like bars, so don’t follow us. “Also, I won’t be back tonight. We’ll postpone tomorrow’s marking to another day.” We’d been together for five years. Although he gave me the title of Luna, he never marked me. This was the ninety-ninth time Leon Gray had unilaterally canceled marking me. So, I nodded. Since he was always busy, perhaps this marking was unnecessary.

Jenny posted a picture of me and her brother, who had an intellectual disability. The caption? "Finally, a happy ending!" The comments were all the same: "Is this your sister-in-law? She’s gorgeous!" I simply replied with a question mark, but Jenny ignored me and responded to someone else instead. "She's kinda my sister-in-law, yes!" It didn't take long for Steven to call me, his tone full of anger. "It was just a little edit, do you really have to blow things out of proportion?" Half an hour later, Jenny posted another photo of her sitting in Steven's luxury car, and even tagged me in it. "We may not be related by blood, but this big brother of mine has always been my rock!" Steven commented. "I'll always be here." I knew he was trying to get a rise on me on purpose to appease Jenny, but I didn't grace them with a reply this time. All I did was like the post and file for divorce.

At a family party my husband suddenly announces that another woman is pregnant with his baby and I, in turn, is falsely accused of meeting a strange man in the garden ...... I have to end my marriage of eight years. Even though I am diagnosed with a cancer, I start working out, getting in shape and working hard. I don't expect the strange man from that night to come into my life. He is a billionaire and the hockey coach of my childhood crush! I am caught up in a love triangle with him and his famous model ex-wife. And even more surprisingly, we have a wonderful night at my best friend's party, drunk. A month later, I, considered infertile by my ex-husband, is pregnant with the billionaire's triplets ...... I can't believe I get everything I has longly dreamed of, but I only have less than six months left?!

Synopsis of The Last Straw of Love In the opulent world of high society, where power and wealth dominate every interaction, emotions are often a currency few can afford. Billionaire entrepreneur Alexander Cain is no stranger to calculated decisions. Cold, disciplined, and driven, he sees marriage as just another merger to secure his empire’s future. Enter Emilia Hart, a spirited but pragmatic artist from a struggling family, whose sense of duty outweighs her desire for freedom. Caught in the web of an arranged marriage orchestrated by their families, the two are into a relationship neither sought nor desired. At first, their worlds clash. Alexander’s demanding lifestyle and Emilia’s creative soul seem irreconcilable. He views her as a pawn in his greater plan; she sees him as the final chain in a life of obligations. But beneath their shared resentment lies an undeniable spark—a chemistry that defies logic. Slowly, as they navigate their shared existence, Alexander’s cold exterior begins to crack, revealing a man haunted by his past and desperate for connection. Meanwhile, Emilia discovers strength she never knew she had, standing firm against his control while uncovering the vulnerabilities he tries to hide. As love begins to bloom amidst the chaos, betrayal threatens to unravel everything. When secrets from Alexander’s ruthless business dealings come to light and Emilia’s trust is shattered, they must face the ultimate question: Is love worth the pain of risking it all? The Last Straw of Love is a rollercoaster of passion, heartbreak, and redemption—a journey through the complexities of love, where the final choice could mean everything or nothing at all. In a world where emotions are a luxury, can two souls from opposite worlds find a forever in each other?

At Opaline Corp, the lowest-performing employee had to eat a plate of pasta mixed with live worms. This time, Tristan Crocker lost three clients and landed dead last. To keep Tristan from feeling singled out, my wife, Wendy Kline, hit me with a nine-million-dollar performance penalty because I showed up one minute late while sick—even though I'd brought in three million in revenue. Just like that, I became the first employee in company history with negative earnings. Grinning, Tristan shoved the plate toward me. "Wendy updated the company rules last night to keep everyone in line. Anyone who's late gets penalized three times their performance. You always said mistakes deserve punishment. Now that it's your turn, you're not backing out, right?" Every eye in the room locked on me, waiting for me to lose it. Wendy quickly sent me a message: [The nine million is only on paper. It's not a real fine. With your talent, you'll earn it back in three months. Tristan's allergic to worms. If he ends up in the hospital over a punishment, it'll damage the company's reputation. And if people hear we punished an outsider, that'll look even worse.] [You're my husband. You're one of us. I love you, which is why I'm giving you the chance to show some leadership.] [Once this blows over, I'll give you an extra twenty dollars a month, okay?] When I didn't reply, she finally snapped. "Company rules apply to everyone, even the top performer. If you don't like it, you're free to leave." I nodded, unclipped my badge, and set it on the table. "Fine. I quit." I looked at her. "And while we're at it, let's get divorced."

On our tenth wedding anniversary, my husband, Jaxon Wilde, walks through the door with his hundredth new mistress. From my neck, he snaps the necklace that was once our token of love and fastens it around hers. Amid the guests' jeers and mocking laughter, the lady tugs timidly at my gown and murmurs, "Mr. Wilde wants me to wear this dress tonight, Scarlett." It was a dress altered from my wedding gown ten years ago, and I wore it tonight like a fool, hoping he might remember. But now, he wants to strip his wife bare in public and give it to his mistress on the wedding anniversary. Under the weight of everyone's sneers, I look up at him and give him a genuine smile for the first time in a decade. "Let's get divorced, Jaxon."