When Forever Falls Apart
My family was the wealthiest in River City, with assets worth trillions.
On my eighteenth birthday, my brother, Calvin Chester, gifted me an entire jewelry production line while my parents built a private museum and named it after me.
The greatest hardship I’d ever faced? Learning how to spend my inheritance.
Then I met Dario Darwin. For him, I cut ties with my family and helped him build his empire from scratch.
But when I was three months pregnant, he demanded I drink on behalf of his assistant, Fran Fallon, a woman “slumming it” as an intern while secretly being the heiress to another fortune.
“Stop pretending,” he sneered. “You’re not like Fran, raised in pampered luxury. You’re older, so act like it and take care of your juniors!”
Then, to the clients leering around the table, “My wife’s just being dramatic. She can hold her liquor. Don’t hold back—pour her another!”
Amid their jeers, he left with Fran, abandoning me to a room of drunken men.
Years of sacrifice, only to be humiliated.
I scheduled an abortion and called him.
“We’re done.”
Through the phone, Fran’s simpering voice chimed in, “It’s my fault that Clea is upset… I should quit and go home to my family’s billions.”
“Ignore her. She’s faking it,” Dario cooed back.
On the day Dario signed the divorce papers, my parents and Calvin came to take me home.
Our marriage came to an end, but his tragedy was about to begin.