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“You’ve given that man three years of your light, Evelyn. Let Paris be the place you remember who you were before him.” Before Khalid. Before the whirlwind romance at the Met Gala, before I’d quietly closed my design studio to become the wife who understood his late nights and global ambitions. Before Natasha returned and I became furniture in my own marriage. I looked across the studio to the small desk where my laptop sat. The manuscript file was open. *The Husband I Once Loved*. The title still made my stomach clench. Khalid had read the first seventy pages last night. The confrontation that followed had been brutal—his hurt, my exhaustion, the way his voice cracked when he asked if I rea

She became someone else when she was with him, someone she didn't recognize, someone she couldn't control. I read until the words blurred and my eyes burned and my chest felt like it was caving in. Somewhere in the back of my mind I registered that I was supposed to meet Maya in an hour. I had a coffee shop to find and a conversation to have and a truth to confront that was already unfurling in front of me page by devastating page. But I couldn't stop reading. I couldn't put the book down. My wife had written this. My wife had lived this. And I was the fiancé, sleeping in the next room, believing her lies, completely unaware that my father had taken her apart with a single handshake.

“I began to notice her long midnight chats and calls. I peeped into her chat box one day, and I saw her romantic chats with a man named Lisandro. I never spoke to her about it and I had to hire a private investigator named Scot. He dug into the young man’s profile and he found out he was her ex boyfriend who lives in Mexico. I was flabbergasted, I was grief-stricken, I was crushed. I couldn’t bear the fact that my beloved wife turned out to be exactly like my devilish mother, Amelia. I never spoke a word about it to her and I continued to bond with my baby Isabel. And you know, all through those times, I never cheated on Barbara, nor laid a hand on her. I continued to be patient, hoping my b

" What happened tomorrow, no one could know. Maybe I would wake up and forget all about it. I may forget that the love of my life cheated on me, forget that he took his mistress for a maternity checkup. I may forget their intimacy, forget that same bracelet Abril and I had. I may forget the pain of losing my babies, forget about... I may forget about my parents, forget about Vivian. I may even become so mad that I didn't realize I forgot about it. About what happened tomorrow, who knew?

Dave's cold words just added extra wounds to my heart but I couldn't bring myself to say anything more, Elisa gave me one last disappointed gaze before turning away. I watched as she left with her father, her frail body leaning on him with his hand wrapped around her. No, she hasn't eaten properly these past few days, she was already used to my cooking, how was she going to adjust? I immediately scoffed at my thoughts, who was I kidding, it was Elisa. Elisa Gilbert, a woman I fell in love with because her head strong stubbornness, a woman known for her ruthlessness in the business world. Even when her first husband betrayed her, she moved on to something better.

A hesitation, then the man said, "Bronson, you're not going to like this. She's in Eldoria. Visiting her grandfather." "I knew that already," I snapped. "Tell me something I don't know." The man sighed. "There is breaking news this morning. It's all over Eldoria. Edmund Hale held a private ceremony. Your ex-wife… she is no longer Zephyrine Wilder." My fist tightened on the phone. "What do you mean?" "She's been legally registered as Zephyrine Hale. She's been made his heir." I couldn't catch my breath for a moment. Zephyrine Hale.

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Everything feels like it’s crushing down on me, and I’m barely holding it together. I rolled over and stared at the window, my fingers curling into the sheets. My chest hurt from everything I was trying to process. How could he say he lost his memories and then suddenly recognize Anthony so casually? I’ve known every partner in the company—how did I not know this Anthony? Or worse, did I know, and they’ve kept this entire thing from me on purpose? “Liar,” I whispered under my breath. “He’s a liar.” I wiped a tear that escaped before it could stain my pillow. I didn’t want to cry, but my heart didn’t care. All I could think of was how I was once so happy with him. So secure. So sure. And now

- Omniscient Narrator - Maddox lay in front of the large windows of the penthouse he had bought for his wife after they were married. He had so many contacts, they managed to get the luxurious place in the middle of the city and a lawyer to draw up the paperwork to leave it in Amalia's name. She only woke up to find her best friend dead in the bathroom, so it was probably going to take her a while to get used to her new house.

" The man finished speaking, pursed his lips, for this wife, now there is not even a hint of regret. Without love, like that, there is only hurt. Perhaps he had liked her before, also assuming she would be the best he could choose. It was true that she was a very good wife, but as time passed, he forgot his original purpose. He meets a fox-like woman, her beauty, her charm, her disparity with Demi Moore, like the rays of the sun shining into the deep world of Older brother. Demi Moore couldn't make him feel that way, she made him feel a fluttering sensation again, like love, even more emotional than love. Therefore, his adultery was even more irreversible, so he forgot that he was married, t