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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

It’s been so long since anyone called me beautiful. But the raw ache from therapy was still too fresh. There was no room for anything else. “You really do look great,” he continued. “Thank you. But I’m a married woman.” The words tasted bitter, like spoiled milk. My voice came out low, hollow. “Really? But I don’t see a ring.” He gestured to my bare finger. I stared at my hand. Empty. When had I stopped wearing it? When had Julian stopped noticing? When did our marriage become something I needed to hide from?

She let me rest on the couch as she handed me more water. “Thank you,” I told her. “I am very grateful for what you did for me.” “No need to thank me, my dear. You might think that we are not observant with all that’s happening in the pack house, but that’s far from the truth. My husband served there as a guard all his life, and when he passed, his son took over. I don’t mean to pry, but Dominic didn’t fail to notice the Alpha’s sudden change in decisions. For no reason at all, he seems to favor the mistress more than any other thing that sounds reasonable.”

"That's all they're talking about?" Confusion crossed her face. I stood up from my chair and started pacing. At that party, I had publicly called Nyelle my wife. I had literally told everyone. So why was nobody talking about that? Why was nobody reporting that? Why was every headline acting like I was chasing another man's woman when she was legally married to me? I grabbed the tablet again and started scrolling through the articles myself. Then another headline appeared. The second I saw it, something inside me snapped. LEON HALE PREPARES TO MARRY NYELLE AFTER ROMANTIC PROPOSAL.

"You have 15 minutes to get here, Cassian, or you won't believe my next action." Serena Vale had spent years loving Cassian Blackwood. On the day she was supposed to become his wife, she was still willing to forgive him for disappearing right before their wedding. Then she discovered exactly where he was: in bed with Liora Voss—the daughter of the businessman Cassian desperately needed for his next billion-dollar deal. Cassian promised he would return. He never did. Fifteen minutes later, Serena made the most reckless decision of her life. She called Asher Blackwood. Cassian’s older half-brother. The illegitimate son cast out by the family years ago. The man Cassian had always war

“And the woman my husband cheated on me with.” Arden paused mid-page, then slowly lowered the menu. His eyes lifted to hers. “Ah,” he said finally. “That explains the dramatic flinching.” “It’s not flinching,” she hissed. “It’s… strategic invisibility.” He leaned back against the booth. “So, you were married.” “Past tense,” she said. “Very past. He cheated, we divorced, she's marrying him, and now they’re… thriving. The end.” He arched a brow. “You’re telling that story like it’s over.”

She resigned from her powerful position at her own law firm, and tried to embrace her role as the low-profile wife of a CEO who never appeared in public. Alexander took over Stone Enterprise soon after they united, and then, he became the world champion in hide-and-seek. In the beginning, she tried to maintain a connection with her husband by preparing lunches and visiting his workplace. Yet, she soon realized that Alexander was either never at the office or too preoccupied to meet her.

"Wife of the late billionaire Emmette Nash. I ran away with my lover after my husband died. He's a murderer, and I want nothing to do with him. I renounce every share, every property my husband left me, and I want them transferred to Abigail De Ronte, the rightful owner of Nash Corps." Her hollow tone and the rehearsed words sent a chill racing down my spine. Before I could blink, the phone was snatched away, the video gone. Abigail’s entourage tucked it out of sight as if erasing the evidence from existence. "You already have everything settled then. I should take my—" I turned again, only to find the men closing in, their bodies forming a wall. They crowded together, herding me backward un

"Chloe's had it worse. The day the collectors showed up, she got into it with one of them, got shoved, and fell down a flight of stairs. Broke her leg." I went still for a second. "Right now, your mom's on her own, trying to take care of your dad and Chloe both, while fielding those collectors on top of it." Nathan shook his head. "She's lost so much weight. It's hard to watch, honestly." I picked up the glass of water on the table and took a sip. Nathan watched me. "Ryan, what are you thinking?" I set the glass down. "I'm not really thinking anything."

"And your husband?" I glanced at the clasp on my bag, still smiling. "We're divorcing. I'm sure the hospital's heard by now—Peter's been hanging around OB-GYN. Says she's his sister, but come on, Rebecca. We're both women. We know what that really means." She didn't say a word. Just signed the resignation. "Yuna, the world's a lot bigger when you stop tying yourself to love." I took the papers and headed to my office to pack.