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“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

"I'll pay the 1.5 million. And… sell the house. Estelle, we'll get the divorce." I nodded. "Mr. Lambert has already prepared the agreement." His mother collapsed into tears. "Zach! You can't sell the house. That's your son's—" "Mom!" Zachary roared, "Enough!" He snatched the pen, didn't even read the document, and signed his name. The tip of the pen tore into the paper, slicing through the 10 years of our fraudulent marriage. … Meanwhile, Yara sank into her chair and covered her face, sobbing uncontrollably.

Her eyes looked shifty and her lips quivered, yet she could not find a single word. Just at that moment, someone called her name. Relieved that rescue came just in time, she muttered a goodbye and quickly left. Seeing her fleeing the scene in a panic, I smirked. I distractedly dried my hands before I left the restroom. Then, I called my brother, Daniel Kidman. Daniel was the head of the Eternal Group, who was also an important business partner of Jason's. I calmly said, "Daniel, please call off your business with Jason. I'm about to get a divorce. Yes, that's right. He has a secret lover. A college student."

He inclined his head slightly. “I’m the chairman of Knight Holdings.” “The company my husband has been meeting with.” “Yes.” “The company that somehow convinced him to divorce me.” His expression remained steady. “I didn’t convince him.” “Then explain the papers.” “They were his decision.” Elena laughed bitterly. “You expect me to believe that?” “I expect you to hear the truth before deciding what to believe.” She folded her arms across her chest. “Fine. Start talking.” Damien didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he walked toward a cabinet built into the wall and poured a glass of water before setting it in front of her.

“You’ve given that man three years of your light, Evelyn. Let Paris be the place you remember who you were before him.” Before Khalid. Before the whirlwind romance at the Met Gala, before I’d quietly closed my design studio to become the wife who understood his late nights and global ambitions. Before Natasha returned and I became furniture in my own marriage. I looked across the studio to the small desk where my laptop sat. The manuscript file was open. *The Husband I Once Loved*. The title still made my stomach clench. Khalid had read the first seventy pages last night. The confrontation that followed had been brutal—his hurt, my exhaustion, the way his voice cracked when he asked if I rea

Storming outside my room, I pause at the door to his room, sounds of a woman riding on throes of orgasms, filters through the open crack, I grit my teeth hard. What would people say if they saw a woman with her legs spread out, in between her legs, my husband of a few days, sliding in and out of her? Opening the door a crack, his eyes find mine. He keeps his dark eyes on me, bringing a lit cigarette in between his lips, I can’t take this anymore. Pushing the large oak doors open, that doesn’t stop her, her eyes are shut. How could he do this?? How did I end up with a man like this??

Opula shut her eyes and said, “Hmmm, my phenomenal husband. I have the best husband in the world… He has never cheated on me, and he will never cheat on me….” “Really?” Kate replied, “What if I prove to you that your husband has been cheating on you, what will you do?” she said yet further. Opula stared at her anxiously. Tension called on…

All I knew, with a desperate certainty, was that I wanted my husband back. "But how can you say that? You didn't see him. He has another woman, a mistress! He has been having her all these years. They have a child. She is pregnant. They're expecting another baby!" "I understand what you're saying, dear," my mother-in-law said calmly. "I need you to relax. I know it's all-new, and you're still in denial, but that is the reality of things. It is true; Ryan does have another woman, a mistress. They do have a child together. They are expecting another child. But you are forgetting that you're the wife."

I ran my hands over every muscle of his chest, and when I kissed his neck, he sighed, bringing his hands to the hem of the thin-strapped floral dress I was wearing, and soon, it too was on the floor. I had my eyes closed, and when I opened them, it wasn’t my husband I saw. I saw the look of desire in Jayden’s eyes, his slightly parted pink lips, the mischievous face he made when he whispered dirty things in my ear, and only then could I surrender. I bit my lips so hard that I felt blood on them, trying not to call out Jayden’s name while making love to my husband. When it was over, I felt empty, realizing that I would never again be satisfied in the arms of any other man but Jayden.