POV of someone who have been hurt by her ex-husband. And the POV of the ex-husband with his true feelings.
POV of someone who have been hurt by her ex-husband. And the POV of the ex-husband with his true feelings.
I don't know how many years have passed. It's about him, my late husband. He's not here anymore. Leaving us, in this world. It's hard. I know. But reality hurts.
I don't know what I did wrong. What I lacks. Am I just too boring. I just can't find my fault here.
We met at company dinner. He's a head department at the company. Both of us is from different department.
He is the one who hit on me first. Eventually, we hit off right away. After being friend for half a year, he suddenly asked me to be his girlfriend.
Our feeling is mutual. I like him at first sight. But too scared to go further our relationship. Scared I'm the one who feel this way. So, when he finally confessed, I agreed to it right away.
After a year of dating, he finally proposes for marriage. I can't help myself. I love him. So I agreed.
Our marriage life is like any other couple. We try to take thing slow. A misunderstanding between both of us is normal. But we talked about it. So the fight didn't take a long time.
We were happy. But look at me now. I'm alone. No, I'm not alone. I have my son with me. My ex husband didn't know about it.
I just knew about my pregnancy after I sign the papers and he take it with him. Since he's happy now.. I don't want my baby to have any relationship with him. And he also can't know about my son.
When we were dating, we will have lunch together. All the staff at the company knew about our relationship. And we start to living together at the second month of our relationship.
After a month of marriage, we had lunch with each other's departments. Since he's from different department. But out relationship have no problem at all. We just agreed to have dinner together at home.
Cuddling and make love is our routine. We never had enough of each other. But what did I do wrong? I gave all my love to him. My body and soul. But he didn't notice it.
One day, he told me. He met his ex-girlfriend. They had known each other since they were young. But end their relationship because the girl need to get married with another man her parents arranged. But their marriage didn't last long. She is a single mother now. She is working at the cafe near our company.
My husband told me, they exchanged number with each other. Since then, he had been holding his phone all day. I know I'm stupid to hold the marriage. But I had to. I love him. And he is honest too. He told me that they got in touch back together. So I don't have a reason to hate him.
Sunlit hours found their affection glimmering, while moonlit nights ignited reckless desire. But when Brandon learned his beloved might last only half a year, he coolly handed Millie divorce papers, murmuring, "This is all for appearances; we'll get married again once she's calmed down." Millie, spine straight and cheeks dry, felt her pulse go hollow. The sham split grew permanent; she quietly ended their unborn child and stepped into a new beginning. Brandon unraveled, his car tearing down the street, unwilling to let go of the woman he'd discarded, pleading for her to look back just once.
After hiding her true identity throughout her three-year marriage to Colton, Allison had committed wholeheartedly, only to find herself neglected and pushed toward divorce. Disheartened, she set out to rediscover her true self-a talented perfumer, the mastermind of a famous intelligence agency, and the heir to a secret hacker network. Realizing his mistakes, Colton expressed his regret. "I know I messed up. Please, give me another chance." Yet, Kellan, a once-disabled tycoon, stood up from his wheelchair, took Allison's hand, and scoffed dismissively, "You think she'll take you back? Dream on."
Caroline was rejected by her mate of four years, because she was scentless.A flaw no werewolf could accept. Her mate proposed to her cousin instead. That night, heartbroken and humiliated,she let her best friend drag her to a masquerade ball. She gave herself to a masked Alpha, mysterious and devastatingly handsome. They didn't exchange names. Just one wild night of hard kisses and rough touches. He pinned her against the wall, his powerful body grinding into hers while she moaned beneath his hungry mouth. What she thought would be a sweet one-night affair turned into an unexpected pregnancy. Three years later, Caroline has rebuilt her life in a new pack, hiding her past and raising her son. But her new boss, Alpha Draven, is ruthless, controlling, and dangerously attractive... Especially those violet eyes, the same ones she sees in her son every day. Alpha Draven torments her at work, yet she challenges him at every turn. He doesn't know she's the woman he's been searching for since that fated night. While he's still hunting for his true mate, He has no idea she's already in his office... and has been raising his heir.
Rejected by her mate, who had been her long-time crush, Jasmine felt utterly humiliated. Seeking solace, she headed to a party to drown her sorrows. But things took a turn for the worse when her friends issued a cruel dare: kiss a stranger or beg her mate for forgiveness. With no other choice, Jasmine approached a stranger and kissed him, thinking that would be the end of it. However, the stranger unexpectedly wrapped his arms around her waist and whispered in her ear, "You're mine!" He growled, his words sending shivers down her spine. And then, he offered her a solution that would change everything...
Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.
On the night of our engagement, I learned the truth-his heart still belonged to someone else, his first love. Three years slipped by while I pretended to be ugly and a fool, helping him rise from housekeeper's son to talk of the town. But he stood by as she accused me of theft and even sent men to ruin me. "She stole my beloved's success. Do whatever you want with her." For years, I had hidden behind a mask, and he probably never realized that the true heiress to a vast fortune was right before his eyes. I stopped pretending. When everyone mocked me, I stunned them with my real beauty. Anyone who tried to steal my work found their plans crushed. My ex tried to humiliate me, so I forced his father to kneel and apologize. The school buzzed, trying to guess who was backing me. My father, the richest man alive, said, "She is my daughter." The nation's top doctor added, "No one can threaten my mentor." The leader of a global arms syndicate took me in his arms and declared, "She is my woman." Watching the scene as he knelt, my ex burst into tears, begging for a second chance.
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