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He seemed like he was pacing, tugging at his hair in that way he always did when he was deeply frustrated. Seeing him like that sent a pang through me, and for a moment, I let myself see things from his angle. His wife, who had been acting strange for weeks now, disappeared today in the midst of an important event after fainting for seemingly no reason, only to show up hours later with the scent of another man on her. I ran my fingers over the mate mark on my neck and wondered… Was I making the situation worse by keeping him in the dark like this? The thing was, Dominic really had become different in this life. Not much, but enough that it mattered. Enough to prove that it was possible. And

Mark had erased her from their life bit by bit, so slowly she hadn't even noticed until it was too late. But now she saw it. She saw everything. Elena Sterling had been the perfect wife, the perfect mother, the perfect doormat for twelve years. Starting today, that was going to change. She opened her laptop and began typing her resignation from this life. Because if Mark wanted her gone, he was about to get his wish. But not the way he expected.

Ben had always ensured she received the best care while staying in this house—a stark contrast to Johan, who remained her husband. "Is my marriage with Johan truly beyond repair? Won’t he ever change his ways toward me?" Caroline let out a long sigh. It seemed futile to hope for Johan to change, especially with Victoria constantly influencing him from behind. Her mother-in-law was cruel and intent on ruining her marriage. If her relationship with Johan truly couldn’t be saved, Caroline could only accept it as fate. For now, she remained still, savoring the peace of the warm bath. Suddenly, there was a knock on the bathroom door. Caroline froze, fear creeping into her chest as her body began

"That's the biggest difference between you and your brother. You've never reached the heights Ethan has." Henry's words were a sly provocation, deliberately aggravating the tension between Daniel and Ethan. However, he was right. In the face of absolute profit, the Browns had no say. If the Browns didn't agree with Henry and Jasmine's relationship, they could call off the engagement-and Henry was secretly hoping that they would be the ones to call it off. Sadly, the Browns weren't about to cancel the engagement just because Henry had a mistress on the side. Everyone understood the nature of business marriages like these.

“Hey, man! If my husband is too coward to rescue me, I myself will defend the rights of us women to be respected! “ “Are you calling me a coward? Want to try me? “ “I’m talking about my husband. How could he not pick me up yet after five months?! And to answer you, you’re not a coward! You’re a pervert! “ He smirked. “Oh. I wonder if you’ll stay like that after you regain your memory. FYI, I'm your husband. “ He was still holding his wounded neck until he turned his back on me. “Call the doctors immediately.” That guy is my husband? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO Thank y

she sneered, turning to Vanessa and offering her a reassuring smile. Ashley sat there on the ground, feeling the sting of Beatrice words cut through her like a knife. Today was supposed to be the happiest day of her life, Instead, she sat there like an outcast, unwanted in her own husband’s home… in the house she had once tried so hard to belong to. “Are you sure about this son?” Victor’s calm voice broke through the tension as his eyes fell on the divorce papers lying on the ground. He was Caleb’s father, a business man with years of experience in the family business. “Are you sure you really want to end this marriage?”

, don’t make me lose respect for you!" I turned to leave, but then remembered my diary was still in his possession. I coldly added, "Give me back my diary!" "It's in my room. Want to come with me to get it?" "Forget it. It’s easy to misunderstand when a man and a woman are alone together. I’ll wait for you in the lobby." I pressed the elevator button and quickly disappeared from Dominic’s sight in my high heels. He looked up and caught a glimpse of the cut on his lip in the reflection of a shop window, chuckling softly to himself. Sure, I was a bit wild lately, but I was a lot more interesting than before, wasn’t I? Once back in his room, Dominic Blackwood quickly pulled out the thick notebo

Elena' s POV "Abort, or divorce." My husband threw a folder directly in my face when I told him I was pregnant. What was he talking about? My eyes scanned the medical report. But then I saw it. On the second page. The pregnancy timeline… …with the wrong conception date. The day Lucian was still on a business trip. "This is a mistake, the report is wrong." I said, my voice trembling. "Hospitals don’t make mistakes," he quipped back. "The date is right there, clear as day. I was away that week. In Europe on a business trip."

“Family. The company. The legacy.” “And all of that matters more than the woman who nearly died saving you?” Leonard looked away. “This isn’t about right or wrong,” he said flatly. “It’s about being realistic.” Sebastian let out a short laugh. “Realistic? You call abandoning your wife in that condition… realistic?” Leonard didn’t react. He simply took another sip. “Taking care of her won’t change anything. Surgeries, therapy… all of that just prolongs something that can’t be fixed.”

Serena had made a bet with me, once: Sebastian would never really love me, and the day I figured that out, I'd step aside. I'd never believed he'd married me out of spite. So I'd taken the bet. Life had slapped that confidence out of my mouth. He'd married me to get under Serena's skin. On our wedding night, I'd waited in the bridal suite in my dress. He'd waited at the arrivals gate at JFK. Two people. Each one up all night, waiting for somebody else. Six years of a marriage in name only had put me into severe depression. Then came the drunken night that produced a pregnancy, and the mood swings I couldn't control, and my grandfather's death — the one person in this world who'd actually lov