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She was the Heiress to a multi-million dollar company, he was the heir to a multi-billion dollar bronze Empire. In their five years of marriage she gave him everything, but all she got in return was a cheating and assaulting husband. When she walked in on him and saw him and her boyfriend in an intimate position, she was done being the good wife, she presented him with a divorce papers and left the country. Five years later, she's back with two gorgeous daughter, and was now the president's youngest wife At the sunshot campaign, he bumped into her with her two gorgeous daughter "Mummy, daddy is staring at us" One of her daughters pointed at him with her tiny finger.

“Do you really think you are worth being called my wife?” Julian asked, his voice laced with disgust. “All you do is spend my money like a spoiled brat! I’m way out of your league, Sydney. So stop hesitating and just sign the divorce papers!” —- Unknown to her husband, Sydney was the secret behind his success, but at the point when she needed him the most, he divorced her and left her for his first love, Ashley. Seeing how ungrateful her husband was, Sydney swore to take back everything from him. She will let him know that he was nothing without her!

All the hopes of saving her marriage from crumbling, crashed down for Madeline when her husband, Damien Rosewood gifted her divorce papers on their third wedding anniversary. She failed to give his prestigious family an heir. He accused her of the sins she never committed. Heartbroken and abandoned, she vowed to take back what she lost, her love, her husband. Three years later, she returned as the surrogate of his babies. The table was turned. Madeline had an upper hand over her ex-husband and his family. Slowly, he realized what he had lost and how challenging it will be for him to win her back.

Three years into my arranged marriage with the Valachi family heir, the one that got away came back. He left me for Julia eight times. The ninth time, he left me bleeding on the side of the road with a gunshot wound to go running to Julia, who’d called him because she felt a little dizzy. "She needs me. You get that, right, Leona?" This time, I didn't fight for him. He didn't know about the bet I’d made with Julia. The ninth time he abandoned me, I would be the one to leave for good. So on his birthday, I left a set of signed divorce papers on his desk and got on a plane.

The doctors said it was over—stage four, nothing left to fight. I had three days, max. I signed the organ donor papers myself. If I was gonna die, at least someone else could get a second shot. Told my family I was sick. But my so-called sister—the doctor—shrugged it off like I was making it up. She convinced them I was losing it, not dying. My parents and fiancé fell for it. Handed me over like she was some hero. She wasn't. She pushed me closer to the end. And when I finally died, the same people who wouldn't listen cried like they hadn't let it happen.

My mafia husband, Vincent Santoro, was born a monster, incapable of loving anyone. But one day, I discovered he was hiding a ‘forbidden fruit’. A girl from the slums, Claire Murphy. Scarred by life, yet as beautiful as a wildflower growing through concrete. For a man who'd waded through blood his whole life, she was a fatal attraction he never saw coming. He thought he'd covered his tracks. He was wrong. At the Santoro family's annual dinner, I confronted him about Claire, tears streaking down my face. He just lightly frowned, then had his consigliere slide the divorce papers across the table to me. "Isabella. Sign it. The three North Side docks and the shipping lines are yours." I tore the papers to shreds. He just kept raising the offer. He had me thrown into the freezing waters of Lake Michigan. He blew up my family's distillery—the Romano family's legacy. Finally, he took my parents. Tied them in an abandoned warehouse and made one watch as he set the other on fire. "Sign, or watch them burn. Your choice." I begged him on my knees, but a roar of flames consumed the world— The heat seared my skin, the ash of my parents clinging to my face. "No... NO!" When I opened my eyes, I was back. Back on the day I first learned about Claire. This time, no tears, no drama. That night, I called my family in Sicily and set my escape in motion. But the moment I vanished from his world… Vincent Santoro went insane.

All I wanted to be was a full time reporter. One interview. One night. “I will not sign the papers.” I said firmly trying to push this devilishly handsome man off me. His touch was enough to cause the butterflies in me and put me in a trance but I am willing to fight. “I won’t marry you even at my death bed, Mr. Dominic.” He smirked and leant closer to me. I turned my head away from his face causing his lips to brush across my cheek. His whispered, “Sign the papers or else…” Getting caught spying comes with the worst consequences for Anastasia. And even worse when the devil, himself catches her.

My name is Cedric Bainbridge. For six years, I've been hiding the fact that I'm married to Beatrice Thorne, the CEO. Despite everything, she won't allow our son to call her "Mom". Once again, his birthday slips her mind. Her thoughts are entirely consumed by her male secretary. I've had enough. I sign the divorce papers and walk away with our child for good. For the first time, Beatrice, who is always so calm, completely loses control. She storms into my office, demanding to know where I've gone. But this time, neither my son nor I will ever look back.

My once best friend posted a photo on her social media account on the tenth anniversary of my marriage. In the photo, her daughter and my son were wrapped in my husband's and her arms. The caption said, 'The perfect pair.' I commented, 'Perfect indeed.' Soon, the post was deleted. The next day, my husband rushed home and asked me, "Sophie is finally recovering. Why are you provoking her?" My son even pushed me and accused me, "It's all your fault for making Tammy cry." I took out the divorce papers and threw them in their faces. "Well, it's my fault, so I quit your perfect family of four."

"Food made by a person I don't like is naturally detestable," Lily didn't expect these hurtful words to come from him—her husband of almost two years— Roberto Whitlock. She had married him out of love, even though their marriage was a transaction between two families. She thought she could change him, but it turned out it was just her fantasy. And he soon brought her to the reality of their marriage which had been hanging by a thin, strained thread this whole time. "Sign it... My heart can never beat for you in this lifetime," After she signed the divorce papers, she made him stand at the back of long line of suitors.