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Synopsis Katherine McQueen's world shattered when her father borrowed from Massimo Hollingsworth, a ruthless New York billionaire who commands the fearsome Hollingsworth dynasty. When Massimo arrived to collect his due, a tragic accident left him in a coma. Desperate and cornered, Katherine was forced into a marriage she never wanted. His powerful relatives plotted his death, certain he wouldn’t survive, eager to erase her as well by throwing her out once she becomes a widow. But Massimo did survive. When he awakened, the ice in his gaze was nothing compared to the fury in his heart. He recognized Katherine as the daughter of the man who orchestrated his accident. Hatred

Author Pov "How are you now," Amelia questioned her Ex-husband who was sitting in front of her with a heavy plaster wrapped around his one arm. "I am better. I came here for to discuss something with you." She nodded her head waiting for him to continue. "I want to withdraw the shares you gave me. And here." He extended his free hand placing an envelope in front of her.

What more do you want? "If you keep causing a scene, I’m going to retract my offer to remarry you. You’re going to regret it." I could tell he had run out of patience, judging by his expression. Regret? I had already done my part of regretting. I regretted not leaving him sooner. It was only after I left him that I realized that there was more to this world than Emil. "Emil, let me be perfectly clear: I have no intention of remarrying you. In fact, I am already married, so I would appreciate it if you stopped pestering me." I shrugged off his hand and turned to leave.

He sounded irritated. “Let me finish.” “No, it’s okay. I guess you expect me to go back to my ex-wife too.” “I thought she had passed?” He did make it clear his ex-wife died long ago. “Yes, but maybe you want me to dig up her grave, because apparently for you, your ex-husband was alive, and now you have decided to return to him.” He was being sarcastic, and I didn’t know how to respond, as I knew how much her death still affected him. She was the reason he didn’t want to commit in the first place. That’s why it didn’t work between us.

He had lost all hope after his grandfather’s call, but at least now he was married, he was back in the running. “You wouldn’t believe it but the Presley woman posted something backhanded on her page this morning”, Yu Zhen spoke up from beside him. The asian man was scrolling through his phone with a look of annoyance on his face. Ian didn’t really care whatever his ex-fiancee did, it ceased to be his business since he had found another alternative. “Humor me”, he said, not interrupting the proposal he was typing for an investor. He always did his best drafting in the air.

"We have gone out on a couple of dates." "By the sound of your voice, you do not enjoy those dates." A slight smirk appeared on his lips. I crossed my arms and looked at him. "That is all you need to know." "Your ex-husband..." Adriano said. "What does he want with you?" I scoffed and looked away. He slipped his hands into his pockets and said, "I have a proposal to help with your 'issue'"

Something snakes up my spine at the calm way he’d called my name in that voice of his, as if he already knew I’d call, but I shake away the thoughts and glance once more across the boutique. I look at my ex husband, the woman standing beside him, then at my son smiling up at her before lifting the phone closer to my ear. “About your proposal,” I begin. There is a brief pause on the other end before Nathaniel speaks. “Yes?” I inhale once. “I accept.” Silence. Then, “I’ll marry you for revenge against Adrian Hale in exchange.”

I inquired. She sighed, "Yeah," and then shrugged. "How?" "Long story, don't bother asking." She instead asked, "What's going on with your husband? I was the one getting tired of your on-and-off relationship. He'd leave, then come back—leave, then come back. It's exhausting." "He proposed," she said with a bitter chuckle. "I didn't accept it," I said with a sad smile. It felt like I was becoming just an option for him. He claimed to love me, but why did it feel otherwise?

"I broke up with Stella, that bit is true and I wanted to ask if you've given things any thought yet, it's been three days." "I have," I say, and he nods for me to continue. "Truth is you're putting me in a very difficult position Ezra, my husband just died. I don't want to get married again, it all seems like such a hustle." "We can wait, if you're interested." Am I?

I proposed, not ready to back down; a lipless smile spread across my face. He was momentarily lost for words, defeated; his back slumped on the couch, gazing at the night scenery. "You are quite stubborn..." "You are stubborn too," I interjected cheekily, tilting my head as I stared at his face. Then I recalled a question I had been wanting to ask. I thought the reason he wasn't willing to give me a chance could be due to his failed marriage. "Do you still... love... your... ex-wife?" I asked with caution, thinking I might be crossing a line. I didn't want to hurt his feelings... I still remembered how he reacted when I mentioned her. Still, I needed answers.