Enchanted By His Ex Wife

(GL) Confident Mess x Cold Raging Fire - - - Author Renée Laurent receives an invitation to an old university friend's wedding. The venue will be on a private island, but that's not the only 'hassle'. A certain someone will be there and it's forcing her to properly evaluate some of her past choices. Recently minted environmental lawyer Ayla Bozkurt. A relationship that started early in University and went on for over two years. One that Renée ended herself without explaining properly... She thought it was the right thing to do at the time, with her mental health fraying. Now, Renée thinks she wants to see her again on the island just to show that she is in a good place with her life. That's all. After all, the relationship is dead... isn't it? An ending that happened because of a misunderstanding and a lack of communication. In close proximity and stuck with her for a while, will one pounding heart awaken the willingness in the other to finally talk? - - - The author cups her hands around the moon shining above before looking over at her ex. "I used to hate the night. The moonlight reminded me of what I couldn't touch anymore." The lawyer whose name means 'halo of moonlight' watches her with a cold face, but inside she is as hotly rattled as ever. "...What do you mean by saying this?" - - - A young law student had been trying to disparage her writing profession to Ayla in a public setting. Renée steps closer to the young woman after confidently defending herself to land a final soft blow. "But you were making her uncomfortable with this instead of me." The wealthy ex who thought she had been hiding her displeasure at her junior talking down to someone clenches her wine glass. Was she so easy to read for her, or... is she just paying that much attention?

''How much do you need ?, Olivia, I want you to me mine'' Christopher asked with his deep hoarse voice. ''Do I look poor to you'' I asked him, he has been getting into my verve lately. '' sorry!, Olivia I can do anything just to keep you by my side, even if it's to cut Jessy tongue'' he said and he thoroughly got my attention this time as I looked into his oceanic blue almond eyes. ''I would love to see her tongue chopped off, until then'' I replied seriously before pushing him aside.

On the day of Sloane’s long-awaited mating ceremony, her world shatters. When the pack is attacked by vicious rouges, Her mate and pack alpha is forced to choose between his mate Sloane and his first love, Celeste. Sloane’s sister. Ryland doesn’t hesitate to choose Celeste, and Sloane’s left to die in the brutal attack. Sloane barely survives, only to wake up to a far greater nightmare. Framed for betrayal. Stripped of her title. Exiled. But the goddess is done with her yet.. As she’s dragged to the borders, Alpha Alexander returns. The true heir. The ruthless warrior and Ryland’s older brother. The moment he lays eyes on Sloane, his wolf growls one undeniable word. Mate. Alexander has returned to reclaim what’s his. His pack, his title, and now, her. But Sloane has learned the hard way that mates can betray, and this time, she refuses to be weak. Because if Alexander truly wants her, he’ll have to fight for her. ~~~~~~ “Help me..” Sloane slurred, she barely felt the pain, her body was numb, her hands trembled as she pressed them against her stomach. Something is wrong. Her vision blurred and then she heard footsteps, heavy and desperate. She lifted her gaze and saw him, her mate. “Ryland…” She lifts her hand weakly, reaching for him. He’s here. He can save her. Ryland’s gaze lands on her, his face pale as he takes in the blood staining her dress. His jaw clenches. For a second, she thinks he’s going to come for her. But then his eyes shift. Past her. To the figure trapped behind her. Celeste. Sloane watched in horror as everything about him changed. The tightness in his expression melts away, replaced with relief. Ryland rushes past Sloane like she’s nothing. Drops to his knees before Celeste. “I’m here. I’ve got you.” His voice is full of warmth—love. A love he never had for Sloane. Ryland grabbed her hand instantly, holding it like she’s his entire world. Sloane couldn’t breathe. “Ryland,” she chokes out, her body shaking. “Please… help me. Our baby..” He doesn’t even look at her. “I won’t let anything happen to you, Celeste. I should have chosen you from the start.” He picked her up, ready to walk away. Sloane tried one last time, her voice weak. “Ryland….please..” Ryland paused to look at her, his gaze flickered to the blood that trickled down her legs then walked away with Celeste clinging unto his arm.

“I would burn the world for you,” Tim whispered, his voice dark and terrifying. Aurora’s eyes burned with hatred as she smiled coldly. "You broke me... Now watch me destroy everything you love." She thought she escaped him. No. She only gave him a front-row seat to her villain arc. ....... Aurora Carter thought she had it all—a love built over three years, a home that felt safe, and a future that belonged to her and Tim. But all of that shatters when she discovers the truth: the man she loves is set to marry her own sister. Betrayed, humiliated, and left in the cold, she walks away—determined never to look back. But Tim isn’t willing to let her go. Not when she’s still his wife. Torn between a family that deceived her and a love that destroyed her, Aurora must find the strength to reclaim herself. As Tim fights against the forces that try to bind him to a future he never wanted, secrets unravel, and long-buried truths come to light. Was their love ever real? Or was Aurora just another pawn in a game she never agreed to play? One thing is certain—this time, she won’t stand in the cold alone. [Second chance romance]

"You look terrible! Why don’t you just die instead of being a nuisance to everyone?!" Those were the cruel words Jiang Yanxu hurled at his ex-wife—Yan An. Regret always comes too late. For nearly five years of marriage, Jiang Yanxu had never treated him with love. He flaunted his affairs openly, forcing Yan An to endure endless humiliation. But who would have thought? His power, His pride, His dignity, Even his own life ... All were crushed by the very man he once believed to be his true love. Yet fate had other plans. He woke up to a day that felt like ... the worst of his life. Was this destiny? Or a curse? Jiang Yanxu saw it as a chance—his only chance—to make amends with his past. Jiang Yanxu: "Yan An, I was wrong. Come back to me." Yan An: "...." ---------------------------------------------------- UPDATE: 1 chapter per 10 days. Slowburn romance. Seme protagonist.

Hell hath no fury than a woman scorned. Gia is the last born child of the Reins. One of the most affluent family in America. One of the most elite family in the country. But Gia has been ignored all her life. People barely knew her even her parents. When a tragic accident happened that led to her moving out of her the house. Her parents did not talk to her anymore. She was invited out of the blue 5 years later to be at a party for her brother in coma. But she fell for a trap set by her sister that she thought loved her and was killed by her sister together with her best friend she met again after 5 years. Now they are both given opportunity. A second chance to make things right and the two of them took by getting married first Now she wants revenge and she is not going to die quietly this time around. At least not before she drags her traitor of a sister down to hell with her

[TRIGGER WARNING: Mature Content + Dark Themes] EXCERPT: “Axel, no. We… can’t do this!” I jolted back when he pulled up my skirt. As if to retaliate, he grabbed my wrist and yanked my body to his. “We can do whatever I say we can do, María José.” “I’m your brother’s reject. Do you even hear yourself right now? He didn’t want me, Axel. What does that make me to you?” “I don’t care about Álvaro’s foolishness. It's his loss for losing a woman like you.” “Okay, I must confess. I'm not worried about him either. It's Rosa… you're getting engaged to my sister in a month!” “Let me remind you, María José—I don’t give a fuck about that, either.” No matter how hard I jerked, he wasn’t letting me go. And part of me—so, so foolishly—didn’t want him to. ______ Having spent her life avoiding the spotlight, María Jośe never imagined she’d be the one to bring shame to her esteemed De la Vega family. With beauty as captivating as a field of lilies, she is the prized daughter of an ambitious father who cares more for his reputation than his children’s happiness. When Álvaro Montenegro, the arrogant heir to the Alpha title, sets his sights on her as his chosen Luna, María Jośe is desperate for a way out. But everything changes when the Moon Goddess answers her prayer in the most unexpected way: María Jośe discovers she is an Omega—wolfless and the lowest rank in the pack. Once held in awe, she is now shunned; a source of shame to her father and a target for ridicule in the pack. As her life turns upside down , María Jośe's hatred for the pack grows. The only solace she finds is in her growing, forbidden bond with Axel Montenegro—Álvaro’s older brother, who has turned his back on the pack to live as Beta. These two developed a love-hate friendship born from their shared disdain for the pack’s cruelty, which slowly evolves into a passionate, secret romance. But when Álvaro discovers Axel’s interest in María Jośe, jealousy ignites within him and he suddenly wants María Jośe as his own. Love, vengeance, and betrayal all brewed into a whirlwind of drama, desires, and deadly comebacks. Will María Jośe rise from the ashes of her former life, or will she be consumed by the power struggles of the pack she despises? Will she give in to the oldest brother who is scared of commitment or the younger one who fiercely seeks redemption?

[Doting Romance] After a spring dream that nourished all things silently, Gu Xiaonuan gained a cute baby and a new relative. "Marry you?" She felt like she had been struck by lightning and was moved to tears. Could it be that, in the prime of her life, Gu Xiaonuan was about to marry a man in a white coat who fancied himself a miracle healer but was actually a beast in gentleman's clothing? "From now on, you're not allowed to flirt around, be half-hearted, or have your eyes on someone else while eating from your own bowl!" "Yes, yes, yes, you're the one with the money, who would you be afraid of!"

For ten years, Ryn lived in quiet exile with his wife Mira, far from a world overrun by supervillains. But when the flames of chaos reignite, he’s forced to return to the battlefield, stronger and deadlier than ever. By his side is Mira, his unwavering partner—devoted, ruthless, and hiding a darkness Ryn can't see. Enemies rise, old ghosts return, and war looms on the horizon. Ryn seeks justice, while Mira seeks to protect him... even if it means drowning the world in blood. Let them come. ______________________ notes - FL - is a Yandere. Has Harem elements.

"Strip." The command was sharp, laced with authority, cutting through the silence like the crack of a whip. The deep timbre of Dimitri's voice sent a shiver down the spines of the gathered women. They had learned quickly in the past two days, obedience meant survival. At his order, they bowed their heads, hands trembling as they peeled away the thin, tattered fabric that barely shielded them from humiliation. But one of them did not move. She stood frozen in place promting Dimitri's eyes narrow. _________ Born in a world of deception, Princess Sorayah Drakon was forced to live as a prince, hiding her gender and her unique gifts. She can heal wounds, command the elements, disguise as someone else or animals, manipulate dreams, creates powerful illusions, and ability to wield strength no other human possesses. Feeling trapped, she sheds her false identity under the cover of night to dress as a woman. One fateful night, during one of these secret escapades, she met Lupien Nightshade, the crown prince of the werewolves! It was love at first sight. But love soon turns into tragedy when Lupien kills her father, throwing the human kingdom into chaos. Humans were captured as slaves and Sorayah became one of them. She swore revenge, wanting to get close to Lupien to kill him but before she could, she was claimed by Dimitri Nightshade, Lupien's uncle! When she realized their interests aligned, Sorayah sought to gain his trust and use him as a weapon. Two enemies. One kingdom. A shared thirst for destruction. But there was something else. Something Sorayah hadn't planned for. Dimitri Nightshade was irresistible. She hated him so much she wanted to carve his heart out with her bare hands but she couldn't deny the way he made her burn with passion. Will Soraya be able to bend him to her will? Or will she be trapped in his claws forever?

Synopsis: In a world where Alphas rule with absolute power, Alpha Caidren Thorne stands above them all—a warlord feared for his cruelty, a ruler whose hands are stained with the blood of both enemies and kin. His lands are harsh, his rule even harsher, and his name alone is enough to strike terror into the hearts of those who hear it. But there is a darker truth hidden beneath his legend. Every Omega sent to him has perished. No one knows why. No one dares to ask. Some whisper that his presence alone is enough to snuff out their fragile lives, that no Omega can withstand his brutality. Others say that he is cursed, doomed to be alone forever. But Caidren does not care. He has never let anyone close—not a mate, not a lover, not even his own people. His heart is stone, and his hands are weapons. When the noble House Velmire is forced to offer him an Omega, they do not send their treasured daughter. Instead, they send Elias—an adopted outcast, a boy without a place in their world. Elias has spent his life alone, unwanted, and now, he is being sent to a fate worse than death. And when he arrives at the Bloodfang Stronghold, he is welcomed by a scene of horror. A man clothed in black can be seen writhing in agony. Blood soaking the ground. And standing above it all, delivering judgment with cold precision, is Alpha Caidren. Elias’ fear takes root instantly. This man is no savior. He is death itself. Caidren barely acknowledges him, dismissing him with a single glance. Another Omega. Another life that will soon disappear. But Elias does not die. Days pass. Then weeks. And for the first time, an Omega survives. Elias is not weak. He is not fragile. He is not like the others. And against every instinct, every warning, Caidren begins to take notice. What starts as indifference turns to fascination. What was once just another burden soon becomes something the Alpha refuses to let go of. For the first time in his life, Caidren is afraid—not of war, not of death, but of the one thing he never thought he could have. And when enemies rise and threaten to take Elias away, Caidren will burn the world to keep his Omega safe.

“Chantelle Bently, you’re a murderer! Why are you still alive? You should have been the one to die!” Daniel shoved her away furiously, his face as dark and empty as the black suit he wore. Chantelle was caught off guard and lost her balance, falling hard onto her pregnant belly. The pain was unbearable, and she cried out as her body trembled. Chantelle shook her head desperately. “I told you, it wasn’t me! It was Kate!” In a trembling voice, she pleaded, “Daniel, how many times do I have to say this before you believe me? I didn’t betray your family or the Wilson Group Of Companies, and I didn’t cause your grandfather’s death.” Anger and resentment appeared in Daniel’s eyes as he threw the divorce settlement in Chantelle’s face. “Sign this now! From this day forward, I’ll make you pay a thousand times for everything you’ve done!” The sight of the document struck Chantelle like a dagger to her heart. Her whole body froze as if she had been cast into the icy wastelands of Hell. **** Her twin sister framed her, and her perfect family was destroyed on Christmas Eve. Things got worse when her husband handed her a divorce agreement. A month later, rumors spread that she had died in prison from depression. Six years later, she returned with a new face to take her revenge. She was beautiful but dangerous. Daniel felt both devastated and irritated when he saw the mysterious woman. She had the same name as his dead ex-wife, whom he hated most and the one he believed was responsible for his grandfather’s death. Despite his anger, he couldn’t deny the strong attraction he felt toward her. In fact, he was fatally obsessed and addicted to her, and the anger that had controlled him for six years slowly started to crumble.

I had a crush on Mike Grill since childhood. Everyone knew it—his friends, our families, and everyone in our social circle. I hated seeing any girl sit next to him, and I did everything to get his attention. But in the end, all he ever said was: "You're just my best friend's little sister. Too childish for me." Fine. I moved on. Or so I thought. Now, I’ve done the unthinkable—I married his older brother. And suddenly, Mike is acting like the crazy one? But the real madness? His older brother, Ethan Grill. I burnt down his villa—he called it outdated and promised to build a better one. I shattered a $100 million vase—he simply ordered more for me to break. I blew $10 million in an hour—he smirked and said, "Is that all, princess?" He doesn’t just want to spoil me. He wants to ruin me—with luxury, with love, with a devotion so overwhelming it leaves me breathless. But if I’m his princess, why does it feel like I’m the one falling into his trap? And the most dangerous part? I think I like it.

Synopsis - "You are nothing but a toy to be used and discarded, you poor gold- digger, who can do anything for money." he sneered mockingly. She looked at him without showing any kind of hurtful expression. Because she doesn't care what he or others think about her. It doesn't matter whatever hurtful things he or others says. It was just a contract marriage for three years with no feelings attached. ~~~~~~ Freya Hart gets married to a heartless person Elijah Sinclair who's born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Who thinks every poor person are schemers and could do anything for money. Freya Hart is an introvert girl. She never says no to help her adoptive family, in order to repay their kindness for raising her, she agrees to a three years contractual marriage with Elijah Sinclair. But it was a real marriage for Freya. Even though Elijah made sure that she was nothing to him but a tool to achieve his goals and didn't let go of a chance to torment and hurt her. What happens when she had enough of his and others torments and decided to move on in her life to find happiness she deserves. . . . Will she ever forgive him? Will he ever realise his mistakes before it's to late? Will he be too late and lose her to someone who knows her worth and respects her decisions? ~~~~ Need to know more about what gonna happen. So hop on in the journey of Freya and Elijah. Let's see what their fate has decided for them. {PS:- This is my original work not some kind of plagiarism. Book cover doesn't belong to me, if it's your you can tell me . Others then that all copyrights belong to me. (Yes me) And If you try to steal my work then I'm gonna have 'Truck-Sama' find you and if he find you_____(If you know you know).}>3

Blair Moons is torn between saving herself or her unborn baby, but nothing hurts like walking on her husband and his mistress on their bed when she needed his support the most. She is cursed, degraded, and divorced, leaving her with nothing, not even her clothes, but fate has a way of pulling her even deeper... her world takes a new turn with the arrival of Kabir Marge into her life. Five years later, she is not only the wife to the youngest billionaire but his partner and mother of identical twin genuis baby boys. She is back, and Karma is fast knocking on the door of her ex and his mistress... Mrs. Blair Marge never crawls back.

[WARNING MATURE CONTENT, R18+] Michael Specter is a handsome, successful entrepreneur with women throwing themselves at his feet just to spend a night. However, very few know about his menacing side. Twenty-two year old Layla Mclan is in desperate need of a higher-paying job to clear off her mother's debts. Opportunity comes knocking when she successfully applies for work in a richer household, the Conners. But life soon takes a turn when Layla finds out that there is no such household, and instead of working as a maid, she is now a slave to Michael Specter, a billionaire with a twisted mind. Layla’s eyes turned red, shoulders trembling, her soul wanting to reach out to her mom but alas… There was no way out, as she was already locked in the room, succumbing to the fears that didn’t feel very distant; She had gone through the same not long before. The agreement papers turned her body cold. Sometimes the worst seems best and there’s no end to the misery days; The one who avenges, the one who endures remains true to their valor. ‘Rule No. 1: Tending to your Master’s needs should be your top priority. Failing to do so, he can punish you however he pleases.’ ‘However, he pleases? What he’s gonna do to me?’ She mused and felt her heart sinking to the bottom of her chest. ‘Rule No. 2: You cannot say ‘no’ or oppose your Master’s orders.’ ‘Rule No. 3: You’re free to wear clothes of your choice… However, he can make you change it if he wants.’ ‘Rule No. 4: You are not allowed to step outside of the property.’ . . . Excerpt: “Ac-Actually I’m sleepy and I spent my day working for the household… Umm… Master, can I ask you something?” “Go ahead.” “I left my mom back home and I took this offer just to meet the debts… So will you pay me the said amount if I listen to your needs?” She asked in her feeble voice. “Needs Hmm… How about you strip off right now and lie down on the bed?” “What?” She exclaimed in horror. “You heard me,” he sounded dead serious. Layla gulped down the heavy lump that she had been holding for quite some time. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ***NOTE*** The cover isn’t mine. Full credit goes to Author Hansora :) PEN-NAME: hansora. Please don’t use it.

“I beg you, Mia. Please tell me that this child is mine,” Henry begged as he looked at the woman holding the little boy in her arms. But, just as he reached forward to hug her— “Dear brother, just what do you think you are doing? Why are you trying to hug my wife and son?” Lucas stepped in between the two with a cheeky smile on his lips. He pointed to the boy and said, “Look carefully; he is my son.” Mia snorted upon hearing the two men fighting over her son. She hugged the little boy and smiled politely, “Last I remember, I was the one who gave birth to him. So carry on with your games, boys.” Mia Wills never knew how feeble life truly was until she lost everything in a matter of just a few hours. Seventy-two hours ago, she was a happily married woman who was about to head for her honeymoon. But seventy-two hours later, she met with her husband’s cold eyes, who asked her to divorce him. An accident ripped Mia’s world apart. Not only did it nearly take her life, it also took away Henry Holman’s memories. Her newly married husband. With more than three years of memories gone, Henry no longer remembered pursuing Mia and marrying her out of love. Instead, he believed the lies of his first love and girlfriend, Jamie Hudson, who spun a story where she was chased away by Mia, who took her place and married Henry by lying to him. And what did Henry do after listening to her lies? He demanded a divorce, chasing Mia away from his life. But how could Mia let go? She believed that as long as she persisted, Henry would remember her one day. But with the continuous torment and humiliation for months, including watching her husband bring his mistress to their wedding house, Mia could no longer hold on. She signed the divorce papers and left. She believed that with the divorce, she and Henry would never cross paths again. That was until Jamie’s callous scheme dragged her back not only in front of Henry but also in the bed of his half brother, Lucas Holman. Lucas Holman, the half brother of her ex-husband, was back in the city and he returned not only to take back what belonged to him but he was there to do it with a bang. And Mia, who was set to forget the night of their entanglement, found herself in another turmoil when Lucas offered a contract to marry her. In exchange, he promised to save her father. The temptation was too strong for Mia to ignore. But as she signed the contract, she swore to never fall for Lucas. But would she be able to keep her feelings at bay when Lucas starts showering her with his undivided attention? Was it truly an act of love or a part of his cruel scheme? Moreover, when a murder case binds Henry, Mia and Lucas together, what kind of secrets will be unravelled? Would they still be sane after the shards of truth pierce them? Or would they lose themselves forever?

Sebastian, a simple botanist, awakens with amnesia in a bizarre dungeon, and soon finds himself, much to his dismay, encountering a girl who claims to be a Demon Queen-also suffering from amnesia. In a world where universes collide in a struggle for supremacy, the dungeon in which they find themselves becomes the playground of a capricious girl slowly regaining her powers, while she drags Sebastian along on a journey where he'll be forced out of his comfort zone. Surrounded by powerful women, and with a Demon Queen infatuated with him, Sebastian must adapt, or die trying. Join a different kind of harem, where NTR has no place.

Devastated after a sufferable marriage, and the mysterious disappearance of her first love, Ashley Harrington really thought life couldn't break her any further-until finally it did. Left homeless, pregnant, and betrayed by those she trusted most, Ashley’s only hope is to reclaim her daughter and take revenge on the man who destroyed her life. But when Lorenzo Grey, the man who vanished years ago, reappears with not just secrets darker than she imagined, but charms she couldn't resist, Ashley must decide if she can trust him again. Just as those sparks of love are rekindled, they will face deadly enemies, buried betrayals, and a shocking revelation that connects them together in ways neither can imagine. With everything at stake, Ashley fights not only for her future but also for a love that refuses to die.

Deep within a cruel jungle where the treetops whisper secrets and the shadows have ancestral power, a young boy named Micheal is 'woken' to a destiny he never pursued. Drafted by the jungle, he is thrown into a world of magic, danger, and mystery where the line of friend and foe blurs with each passing step. It is alive-an old, sprawling force full of beauty and danger. The thing is, it is fractured, too. Beneath the surface teeming with life, darkness brews, ready to consume everything in its path. As Micheal explores this living maze, he finds the jungle's magic is not only a means but an organized, muscular force-one that shapes, empowers, and razes. It has chosen him as its vessel. But this gift comes with a price: every victory that Micheal wins drags him deeper into the web of the jungle, testing his courage, his will, and his very humanity. With such shadowy figures as Vaelor, who wish to twist his purpose, and allies whose guidance is laced with danger, Micheal has to decide if he should give in to the magic of the jungle and lose himself or resist it at the risk of everything else. On one final conflict between the forces of old, Micheal's decisions will seal more than his fate. The balance of the jungle, maybe even the world, rests on his shoulders. A tale of discovery, survival, and sacrifice-this is a journey where even the most insignificant decisions have the potential to echo across a world of magic and mystery. Micheal didn't ask for this road, yet he must walk it. The jungle has called him, and its heart waits for no one.

In the vibrant city of Lumera, where magic and reality intertwine, Elara is a talented young artist whose paintings possess an uncanny ability to influence the world around her. Unbeknownst to her, Elara is the last descendant of a legendary artist whose works once shaped the very fabric of reality. Her quiet life takes a dramatic turn when she inherits a mystical locket and a letter from her late grandmother, Isabella, revealing a hidden legacy of powerful magic. As Elara’s artworks begin to manifest real changes, she is drawn into a secret world of magical beings and ancient prophecies. With the help of her best friend, Milo, who has his own hidden abilities, Elara discovers that her art is the key to balancing the magical disturbances threatening Lumera. Their journey uncovers a prophecy that ties their destinies together, leading them to confront rival magical factions and a hidden conspiracy. As the stakes rise and their feelings for each other deepen, Elara and Milo must navigate a web of intrigue and danger. They face personal and external challenges that test their trust and resolve. In the climactic battle against a hidden force manipulating the magical conflict, Elara must embrace her heritage and confront her greatest fears to restore harmony and secure their future. **"The Art of Enchantment"** is a tale of magic, destiny, and romance, where every brushstroke carries the weight of an ancient legacy and the promise of a new dawn.

Cheng Xiao has worked for Xu Kai as his secretary for 7 years, but lately she feels that she has moved away from her goal. Applied for a designing position but was hired as his secretary. She decides that it is time to follow her dream and plans to quit, but Mr. Xu has gotten too used and won't allow her to leave him. He realizes that he has been in love with her and plans to make her his.

Chen Mumu was getting ready for marriage but during the pre-wedding, he suddenly announced that he was not going to marry her! instead, he proposed to her sister right in front of her and to make matters worse, her sister accepted the proposal! Chen Mumu is mad, she is livid and most of all, she needs a perfect revenge plan. During her ex's engagement ceremony, she spots just the right person to do this with, her ex's boss and the most feared man in the capital, Xu Jingli!! Hehe! Just you wait, I will make you grovel back on your knees to beg me! Ex; And how will you do that? Chen Mumu; I have found a new golden thigh!

Elena built her world around his happiness—enduring the scorn of his family, the shadow of his ex, and the quiet heartbreak of betrayal. She believed that love and sacrifice would be enough. But in return, she received only cold indifference, an unexpected divorce, and the cruelest treachery—a scheme to frame her for a crime she didn’t commit. Sold out for a mere million, she lost everything. But the woman who rises from the ashes is no longer the naive, love-struck girl who walked away. Cleared of all accusations and backed by the full power of her restored birthright, Elena reclaims her place as the untouchable heir to the Sinclair empire. Now, it’s her turn to rewrite the story. The husband who betrayed her, the family who scorned her, and the woman he chose over her—none of them will escape the consequences of their deceit. Vengeance isn’t just an option. It’s a promise.

Helen settled in the living room, the silence heavy like an unwelcome weight. The only sound in the room, the soft ticking of the wall clock, reminded her that time was going—time she no longer wanted to count. Her mind a mist of thoughts, she subconsciously followed the edge of her coffee mug, her fingers fluttered slightly. None of the questions gnawed at her throughout the long, sleepless night could be answered. \n \n She had only arrived from the hospital early that morning. The doctor's words pulsed in her mind like an unusual symphony: *You're pregnant, Helen. Your baby is now. The child was not anybody's kid. This offspring was Jack's. She ought to have felt something, should have been elated, but she did not. No happiness came from the news. Not today at all. Not after everything that had turned out. For months now, Jack had withdrawn. At first there were minor indicators—forgotten anniversaries, the sudden late work hours, the missed phone calls. But everything changed when she discovered the lipstick on his shirt collar, the one that was not hers, the one she was sure didn belonged to anyone he worked with. He didn't even attempt to hide it. Though he was not one to be totally truthful either, Jack was not one to fib. \n \n The door banging wide open disrupted her thinking. \n \n Jack's fists clenched at his sides in the doorway, his face red with fury. Once warm and love for her, his eyes were now cold and free of any compassion. "Helen," he howled, his voice cutting, "I want a divorce." The words stung her as a slap to the face. The way she felt she knew everything came undone was as if the planet moved below her. Her stomach turned and her heart pained. Things were not meant to be like this. Her trust, her love, her dedication she had provided him. And still, here he was saying she is over. Jack waited not for an answer. His eyes on hers, he tore into the room. He appeared more furious than she had ever seen him. "I'm seeing Jane," he snapped out, as though he had just revealed a new line of sneakers. Your worst enemy. the one who really knows how to make me happy. Helen is better than you. She is more sensitive, finer, and more affectionate. She truly pays attention when I speak; not like you." \n \n Helen's throat clenched as she fought to consume the lump of bitterness rising inside her. Jane? The idea of it made her stomach turn with a combination of shock and treachery; this very same Jane with whom she had been loved for years? How might Jack accomplish this? How could he betray her with the one person she trusted most? Jane wasnuggested completed. "You at most can't give me a child," he went on venomously. "I maybe do not even know why I am still here. For years you have been infertile. I must not continue living like this. I need someone who can provide me the future—someone who can fulfill me. Helen blinked, his words piercing her heart like stings. She opened her mouth to talk, to justify herself, to describe how she had exhausted every means to conceive, but the words caught in her throat. It was pointless. Jack had his mind fixed. Already left, he would not change no matter what she said. \n \n Her lips released a cold, derisive laugh, a hushed sound that sounded like it echoed all over the otherwise quiet room. "You believe it is that simple?" she said, her voice full of feeling trembling. "You believe you can simply discard everything we have developed because you found someone else? Simply younger, simply prettier, simply someone who can give you children?" Jack's eyes stiffened, his jaw set, and he walked a step toward her. Absolutely. Whenever first person pronouns are used in sentences, I respond. I have had it with you, Helen. There is no need for me to justify myself. Simply sign the documents. It has come to an end.

The clock ticked past midnight, each second echoing like a hammer in the hollow silence of the apartment. Rain lashed against the windows, the storm outside mirroring the tempest brewing in Emily’s chest. She sat rigid on the couch, her fingers digging into the upholstery, eyes fixed on the door. David’s keys jingled in the lock, his laughter—warm and carefree—seeping through the wood before he did. He stumbled in, tie askew, the sharp tang of bourbon on his breath. But it wasn’t the alcohol that made her stomach churn. It was the cloying sweetness of jasmine perfume clinging to his collar—a scent that didn’t belong to her. “Where have you been?” Emily’s voice trembled, though she’d rehearsed the question a hundred times in her head. David froze, his smile dissolving. “Work ran late. You know how it is.” “Work ends at six, David. It’s *midnight*.” She stood, her legs unsteady. “And since when do you wear lipstick to the office?” His hand flew to the smudge of crimson on his white sleeve—a shade too bold, too *alive* for the muted tones of their marriage. His face hardened. “You’re imagining things.” “Am I?” She stepped closer, the jasmine scent now suffocating. “Or is it *Jane* from accounting? The one who ‘just needs your help’ every time I call?” His laugh was a cold blade. “You’re paranoid. Always picking fights—” “Paranoid?” Her voice cracked. “You haven’t touched me in months! You come home smelling like *her*, lying to my face—” “Enough!” He slammed his fist on the table, a vase rattling. “I’m tired of your nagging! What do you even do all day? Sit here and wait to accuse me?” The words struck deeper than any slap. Emily’s breath hitched. “I gave up my career for you. For *us*—” “Us?” He sneered. “There *is* no ‘us.’ Just you, digging through my things like a desperate—” She didn’t see his hand move. The crack of his palm against her cheek split the air, her head snapping sideways. She stumbled, clutching the wall as the taste of copper bloomed on her tongue. David loomed over her, his eyes wild, foreign. “You… you pushed me to this,” he hissed, grabbing his coat. “Clean yourself up. You’re pathetic.” The door slammed. Emily slid to the floor, tears mingling with the blood on her lip. Outside, thunder roared. But beneath the pain, a spark ignited—a flicker of defiance. Her gaze landed on the shattered vase, its jagged pieces glinting in the lamplight. *Pathetic.* The word echoed, twisting into a vow. She would rise. Not for him. Not for “us.” But to make him regret the day he underestimated the woman he’d reduced to ashes. -**Chapter One: The Scent of Betrayal (Continued)** The air hung thick with venom. David’s chest heaved, his earlier bravado fraying at the edges. Emily wiped her bleeding lip with the back of her hand, her eyes blazing. “You think Jane *wants* you?” she spat, her voice a razor. “Or does she just pity the man who needs to steal confidence from a bottle and affairs to feel alive?” David’s jaw twitched. “Shut up.” “Why? Because it’s true?” She laughed, cold and sharp. “You’re a cliché, David. A middle-aged fraud in a tailored suit. Even your *precious* promotion—did you earn it, or did you cry your way into it like you did when your father called you a disappointment?” He lunged forward, but she sidestepped, her words relentless. “Jane must be desperate. Or blind. Tell me, does she know you couldn’t even—” “I said *shut up*!” he roared, his composure crumbling. “Couldn’t even *what*?” she taunted, stepping closer. “Finish a sentence? A marriage? Or is that why you’re so bad in—” The slap exploded like a gunshot. Emily’s head whipped sideways, her body crumpling to the floor. The world blurred—a kaleidoscope of shattered glass and spinning shadows. Her cheek burned, but worse was the silence that followed, broken only by her shaky breaths.

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