A Ex-esposa Brilhante

I had just suffered a miscarriage. With trembling fingers, I called my husband, only to hear the sounds of a rowdy party on the other end. "Don, this was supposed to be your anniversary gift for your wife," a voice teased amidst the cheers. "Giving it to Miss Lena instead—aren't you afraid your lady will throw a fit?" Vincent's voice was deep and dismissive. "Lena's brother died saving my life. I owe her. As for Isabella... she's gentle. She'll understand." He paused, his tone turning colder. "Besides, she came to me with those scandalous rumors surrounding her past. The resources the Corleone family has given her over the years are more than enough to compensate for these little grievances." As blood stained the hem of my skirt, I silently pressed the end-call button. Tears fell uncontrollably. He doesn't know yet—the baby is gone, and I am finally done with him.

Clara Sterling, the richest woman in the city, successfully got a divorce and the custody over her daughter. I married her right away. Five years into our marriage, I've already quit my job and focused on becoming a great father and husband at home. Everything changes when Clara's ex-husband, William Sawyer, returns to the country abruptly. That night, my stepdaughter, Sarah Sterling, moves my things from Clara's room to a guest room. "You're my stepdad, so you can't sleep with my mommy. I can't make Daddy sad. You should leave our home!" The maids make fun of me. Meanwhile, Clara raises an eyebrow at me. "It's completely normal for Sarah to take her biological father's side. Don't take her words to heart. You're my husband now, anyway." I just hum in response as I pack up my luggage silently. Clara tries to climb into my bed late at night, only for me to turn her away. "Our marriage contract will come to an end in two days. Once the time comes, let's get a divorce."

"Sign the papers, Estella." Marco slid the divorce papers across the mahogany table, his eyes fixed on Claudia, who hovered by his side with a victorious smile. "Did you really think a nobody like you could keep me?" Estella's throat tightened as she forced herself to meet his gaze. The diamond on Claudia's finger caught the light—his best friend now wearing what should have been hers forever. "You should be grateful," Claudia murmured, resting a hand on her belly. "Letting you go is the kindest thing we've done for you." When Estella married into the powerful Valdez family, she believed in love conquering all. Instead, she found herself cast out, Helena Valdez herself showing her the door when Claudia announced her pregnancy. Then Alejandro De Luca appeared—Marco's sworn enemy offering an unexpected proposition. "A contract marriage," he said simply. "You get protection. I get revenge." Together, they plotted to dismantle the very family that had humiliated her. With each calculated move, Estella reclaimed pieces of herself she thought lost forever. But revenge is a dangerous game. As their plan unfolded and tragedy struck, Estella discovered that survival meant more than settling scores—it meant learning to wield her pain as power. The quietest heart, after all, often hides the most dangerous storm.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

For ten years, Autumn Lewis and Julian Carter were childhood sweethearts. After three years of marriage, all she got in return were injuries, neglect from her brothers, and betrayal from her husband. When Autumn found out she had stage-two stomach cancer, something in her finally let go. She picked herself up and rose from an unnoticed employee to a powerhouse in the tech world. As soon as the divorce cooling-off period ended, she tricked Julian into signing the papers and made a clean break. The next time they met, the ever-calculating Julian’s eyes turned red as he tore up the divorce certificate. “Autumn, I was wrong. We’re not getting divorced. If I could give you my stomach, I would—just please don’t leave me.” Her once-proud brothers now pleaded, “Autumn, forgive us. Your sister-in-law is filing for divorce. Could you spare us some money?” Just then, a man stepped out from behind her, lifted his shirt slightly, and sneered. “Autumn, why waste your time on these jerks? Look at me instead.” Indeed, affection that came too late was worth less than dirt. She didn’t care for it anymore.

“ Mira ! Don’t do this …Mira stay with me “ Alex cried out applying whatever aids he could to stop the bleeding but i was already ready for death, i could feel it . “ My son …Promise me that you would release him from Aaron…” I pleaded under my breath ,it was my last wish to make sure Josh doesn’t grow up with that monster . “ Did Aaron do this?” The name caused me more pains ,i gripped Alex who was in the pool of my blood and he held me closer. “ My Ex Husband Killed me “ Those were the last word before i finally accepted my fate , Today was the day i met my death After her husband tries to kill her and hide her body , Miranda is saved by her ex husband’s Elder brother who was aware of her abusive marriage with his brother and had planned to save her from his wrath . Miranda is given a second chance to live and now she craves nothing but revenge . Now she had return with a fake engagement with his elder brother and a pretense that she has lost memory of that night but her one target was her Ex Husband

Me casei com Sérgio, o filho mais velho da família Lima, um renomado obstetra. Minha melhor amiga, Vanessa, se casou com Valentino, o filho mais novo, que era presidente de uma grande farmacêutica. No meu aniversário, a amada do meu marido me mandou um gato morto, me causando um choque que desencadeou um parto prematuro. Vanessa me levou ao hospital, onde sofri uma embolia amniótica. Nenhum médico sabia o que fazer, e quando pedi ajuda ao Sérgio, ele respondeu com desprezo: — Só porque faltei no seu aniversário, já vem se fazer de vítima e inventar mentira? O cachorro da Alícia vai parir, preciso estar presente e não tenho tempo para drama! Vanessa me operou e salvou minha vida, mas meu filho foi para a UTI. Ela ligou para Valentino pedindo um remédio especial, e ele respondeu: — O cachorro da Alícia tá mal depois do parto, estou aqui fazendo caldo para ele. Sério, vocês duas são iguais e sempre arrumaram confusão. Acham que só existo para lidar com crise de ciúmes. No fim, meu filho morreu. E com ele, toda a minha esperança. — Vanessa, decidi que quero me divorciar. — Se você vai terminar, eu também vou. Homem que não presta não merece esposa! Quando finalmente falamos do divórcio para Sérgio e Valentino, eles entraram em pânico.

She broke up a 5-year relationship because he shot her parents. Two years later, her husband was kidnapped by his friends. Now, she has no choice but to get reconnected with her ex, whose charm she absolutely cannot resist. Follow Mia’s journey into a world of danger, deadly secrets, and the sexiest, hottest, steamiest moments, all in the quest of finding her husband. 

Todos sabían que yo, Isabella Marino, era la mayor debilidad de Vince Moretti: lo único que el jefe de la mafia nunca toleraría que fuera tocado. Hace años, cuando fui secuestrada, Vince se desarmó a punta de pistola, arriesgando la muerte para recuperarme, incluso pagando toda su fortuna por mi rescate. Para mantenerme a salvo, caminó al borde del abismo, navegando el peligro a cada paso. Después de que quedé embarazada, me atendía sin descanso, apenas permitiendo que mis pies tocaran el suelo. Había rumores de que mantenía a una amante mimada afuera, una mujer a la que malcriaba sin límites. Nunca les creí. Pero entonces ella se pavoneó frente a mí. Para rogar por mi perdón, Vince se cortó su propio dedo. Al día siguiente, esa mujer me mostró en la cara los resultados de su prueba de embarazo, burlándose y diciendo: —¡Vince quería tanto un bebé conmigo que simplemente no pudo evitarlo! Ya estaba frágil. La conmoción y la rabia me llevaron a un aborto espontáneo.

They set you up, and I believed them. Now you don’t remember my touch, my name, or the amazing life we shared. You look at me like a stranger and let another man raise my child. I could endure being forgotten. But I won't let another man raise my daughter and watch you belong to someone else. I'll take back what was always mine even if I have to become the villain in our story Forgive me, ex wife.

Amara pensait qu'en quittant son ex-mari milliardaire, elle trouverait la paix. Au lieu de cela, elle a réveillé une part d'ombre dont elle ignorait l'existence. D'abord, il y a eu ce collier. Un bijou précieux d'une valeur inestimable. Un cadeau de l'homme qui lui a brisé le cœur et qui, désormais, se tient devant sa fenêtre la nuit, implorant une dernière chance. Puis il y a eu cet autre cadeau. Celui qu'il a offert à une autre femme tout en prétendant l'aimer encore. Amara tente de reconstruire sa vie avec son nouveau mari, mais des secrets commencent à ressurgir de tous les recoins de sa maison. Des messages anonymes l'avertissent de fuir. Un dossier caché révèle le nom d'une femme disparue après avoir aimé le même homme. Lorsque son ex-mari fait irruption chez elle pour la sauver d'un danger inattendu, toutes ses certitudes s'effondrent en un instant. Deux hommes. Deux mensonges. Deux versions de la vérité. Et une femme prisonnière d'un amour dont elle redoute de s'échapper et auquel elle redoute de revenir. Quelqu'un joue un jeu mortel. Quelqu'un veut Amara pour lui seul. Et quelqu'un est prêt à tout détruire pour la garder. Survivra-t-elle aux hommes qui prétendent l'aimer, ou deviendra-t-elle la prochaine victime ?