Why Did I Get Married Again

"Alex! I promise you, this child is yours. I have remained loyal throughout our marriage. Please trust me; I have never been unfaithful to you!" Margaret pleaded to her husband of three years, the only man she had ever truly loved, Alex Westwood, who gazed at her with intense disdain and contempt. Margaret's married life had been idyllic until her sister, Esther, entered the scene and disrupted her seemingly flawless relationship by claiming her husband for herself. On a stormy evening, Alex threw his pregnant wife from the Westwood Mansion after he had signed the divorce documents. As she stood before the closed gate of the Westwood Mansion, Margaret vowed to avenge herself against Alex and Esther for their betrayal. "I shall return back to the thus Mansion one day and make you pay miserably!" I promise you that. Six years later, Margaret returned to the Westwood Mansion accompanied by her smart and cute five-year-old son and her new husband, Aaron Westwood, the rightful heir to the Westwood family, who dotted on her like a little girl, astonishing everyone as her revenge against her enemies began to unfold. What will happen when Alex realizes his mistakes and wants her back? Who's the real father of Margaret son, Leo?

“Mavros… please fuck me. Make me forget everything.” Eden took everything from me, stole my life and left me for his mistress. Now his golden boy step-brother wants to give me everything, including a love that could destroy us both. Laura lost it all when she signed those divorce papers. Her cheating husband took her inheritance, her dignity, her life. High society turned her into a joke, until Mavros Blackwood made her his own. Mavros is everything his step-brother isn’t: powerful, disciplined, dangerously controlled. He offers Laura protection while he dismantles her ex’s empire. But in a secluded villa, protection turns to obsession. His cold aura melts for her, and her broken heart now beats only for him. Then Mavros and Laura learns about the truth: her divorce was just the beginning of a conspiracy to destroy everything they know. Now Laura must choose whether to play it safe, or risk it all for a forbidden love that could end it all.

One day before my wedding, my fiancé, Tristan, declared, “you can no longer be my bride." The reason? My sister, Victoria, had been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Her dying wish was for me to give up my place as the bride, so she could marry my fiancé instead. And Tristan agreed without hesitation. He even turning on me, "How can you be so heartless? She's your own sister!" The mocking smiles from my sister and the righteous anger from my fiancé left me broken. Little did I know, I would turn to the man I never anticipated—Rowan, my fiancé's uncle. He was the true power behind the family. Rumored to be ruthless, politically powerful, and never interested in women. However, I had never expected that he would took me in his arms tightly."Don't leave me."

Roseline After two years with Sinclair, all I want is a divorce, I want my freedom back. It's obvious now that he'll never love me. I've snapped out of my delusion, I want out! But when he tells me he can't give me what I want I'm frustrated and devastated. I'm determined to leave by hook or by crook, he still doesn't let his claws off me, he chases me and I don't stop running. But when my cold, impassive, depressed ex-husband kneels in front of me, I'm at a loss for words and I wonder if I can still pretend to hate him.

Married three years. Stood up three years. Today was the last time I bothered showing up. Surprise—he bailed again. Still clinging to hope like a total idiot, I called. One last shot. "A-Aurora, I'm busy. Just wait," he muttered. And then her voice cut in. All breathy and smug: "That old woman can't satisfy you, huh? Paolo, be gentle." Click. Right on cue, Marco Medici—loyal, patient, saint-like Marco—sent his 99th proposal. This time, I didn't leave him hanging. [Want to come over for bollito misto?]

The night before her wedding, Chelsea saw her sister whimpering in her fiancé's arms. She called the night escort service for s#x revenge. So he spends the night together under the influence of alcohol. Little does she know that the man she thought was a night companion, turns out to be Liam Shax, the narcissistic and spoiled CEO!

He visits every year and brings a bit of sunshine with him. She's loved him since she understood what love was, but why is it that Daniel only looks at her now? Being a young single mother, Valeria just doesn't have time to waste while he's making up his mind.

I was the prime suspect in the notorious murder of my parents-in-law in Cardinal City. The one who arrested me was my wife—Linda Reese, the police chief. While the verdict was still pending, the killer struck again. The new victim was murdered with the same savage cruelty. Linda knelt before me, begging me to tell her the truth. I told her I didn’t know. The victims’ families screamed, demanding that I be carved into pieces. Three months later, Linda found me beside a garbage bin, bringing with her a memory-decoding device. Her hands trembled as she pressed two thin needles into my temples. “I’m sorry, Finn. I know you’re not the killer. I just want this slaughter to end. I don’t want anyone else to die. Let everyone see your memories—let them see what really happened back then.” But when she finished watching my memories, she collapsed to the ground, utterly broken, and fell to her knees.

My mate, Charles, commander of the fire brigade, left me alone in the den with our unborn pup after I refused his request to bring his first love, Lisa, and her pup into our home so he could take care of them. Five days later, Charles reached out—claiming he wanted to ease the tension between us. He asked me to deliver the herbs that help with his insomnia to the fire brigade. On the way there, I was in an accident. I mind-linked him, begging for help, but to my shock, he refused. I believed he was training the new werewolf firemen—but the truth? He was in the infirmary, not for duty, but with Lisa and her pup. After losing my pup, I walked away—shattered, betrayed, and done.

It’s been five years since Maya left everything, leaving her family, and her friends, to go and built her future. And now, after five years, she’s forced to come back and face everything she left behind, and she’s not alone, she has a child to think about, no time for man or friends until she found Nate, her childhood love, the one who broke her heart years ago and now? Now she found herself facing her past and her feeling for the father of her child and her great love.