Zayla has been married to Simon for five years. She loves to the bottom of her heart and is as humble as dust, but he protects her sweetheart and tramples her under his feet. She sees through his fickleness and ungratefulness, and understands that there will never be flowers in the dust. Suddenly woke up and divorced quickly! Just when everyone laughed that she must regret it, and when her ex-husband came to ask her to get back together, she transformed herself, inherited hundreds of millions of inheritance, her career became bigger and bigger, and she became the top rich woman of a wealthy family! Divorce is fun for a while, and divorce is always fun! But who would have expected that the ex-husband would change his ways, chase after him, start a humble courtship mode, and chase his wife to a crematorium? ! The ex-husband proposed for the 250th time, "Honey, let's remarry!" "I'm sorry, but being your wife is worse than being your aunt."
"Zayla, explain the blood on the ground!"
Simon's gaze was icy, and he looked at Zayla with hatred.
Simon's voice buzzed around Zayla. She had loved Simon for five years, yet he disappointed her completely and made her tremble in fear...
There was a reception party for Simon's uncle today.
Three hours ago, Zayla received a text message from Simon that the party would be held at Dorado Villa. Simon asked her to arrange it in advance.
However, the moment Zayla stepped into the house, Simon's childhood sweetheart, Norah Pollard, ate aborticide in front of Zayla.
When she realized that Norah tried to frame her, Zayla turned around and wanted to run, but it was too late.
"I'll say it again. I didn't!"
Simon sneered. "It is said that villagers are simple and kind. How can you lie without even blushing? I saw Norah covered in blood with my own eyes, and I heard her begging you not to hurt the baby. But you are still quibbling?"
"Simon, you're the one who had an affair. Even if I hate you and Norah, I won't descend to such a cheap trick to hurt the baby in her belly."
"I told you earlier that Norah and I just had a one-night stand. When she gives birth to the baby, I will deal with it. But how could you give her aborticide?"
"She ate it herself. It has nothing to do with me."
Zayla kept explaining, but at that time, there was only her and Norah in the house. No matter how Zayla explained it, it was useless.
"Are you kidding me? How could Norah kill her own baby? Zayla, do you think anyone will believe your words?"
Indeed, Simon did not believe it, and no one would believe it.
Norah was the daughter of the Pollard family. Even if the Pollard family was no longer as good as before, it was still powerful. Who was Zayla? In the eyes of those people, she was just a bumpkin.
Just because of that, no one would believe her.
Moreover, how could a mother kill her own child? Norah was very kind in the eyes of outsiders. Nobody believed that she would be so ruthless and hurt her own baby.
Needless to say, Norah took a risky move, but she won a narrow victory.
"Zayla, you are so ruthless!"
Simon gritted his teeth, grabbed Zayla's neck, and pressed her against the wall.
Zayla's face was pale, and she was almost short of breath.
She had asthma.
"The pill..." Zayla hurriedly fumbled in her pocket, looking for the medicine bottle. Her hands could not stop trembling, and it was even hard to open the bottle.
However, the moment Zayla opened it, someone ruthlessly slapped the medicine bottle down.
Boom...
The medicine bottle fell to the ground, and the white pills scattered.
"Enough! Zayla, stop pretending." Simon released his hand, his face sullen.
Zayla's body went limp, and she fell heavily to the ground.
She had to take medicine.
Zayla looked at the pills scattered all over the ground, and she propped herself up and struggled to move...
"Zayla, how long are you going to pretend?"
Simon was furious. He gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He crushed the pills with his shiny leather shoes and stepped on the back of Zayla's hand.
Zayla was in so much pain as she gasped. It was difficult for her to breathe, but the pain made her especially clear-headed...
As such, Zayla could deeply feel how cruel Simon was.
Simon squatted down and pinched her chin. He said coldly, "Wipe the blood off the ground before my uncle arrives at the house. Otherwise, you won't be able to bear the consequences."
As soon as he finished speaking, Simon turned around and left, not even giving her one more look...
In these five years, when had he ever cared about her? It was Zayla who was stubborn and insisted on marrying him.
Outside the door, Simon was on the phone asking about Norah's situation. His tone was anxious, and he was very concerned about her.
Then came the sound of footsteps. Simon seemed to leave in a hurry. It could be seen how worried he was about his childhood sweetheart.
Heh...
Zayla laughed at herself and wanted to grab the shattered pills, but she didn't have the slightest strength...
"Help..."
Gradually, her breathing became faint, and she lost consciousness...
Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and a person came in against the light.
Zayla wondered, is he back?
"Is it considered betrayal to develop feelings for your best friend's boyfriend? What about when fate intervenes, and he turns out to be your destined mate? You might think it's luck and thank the moon goddess for such a twist of fate. That's what I believed until the love of my life uttered those dreaded words: 'I want a divorce!' As I stared at the pregnancy test in my hands, I realized it was better to keep my secret to myself. My name is Violet, and this is my story."
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
Marriage was a bed of thorns for Stella. She lived like an overworked and unhappy slave for six years in her matrimonial home. One day, her uncaring husband, Waylon said to her, "Ayla will be back soon. You have to move out tomorrow." "I want a divorce," responded Stella. She left without shedding a tear or trying to change Waylon's stone-cold heart. Days after their divorce, they met again. Stella was in the arms of another man. Waylon's blood boiled at the sight of her looking so happy. "So, you couldn't even wait a while before jumping into another man's arms?" he queried distastefully. "And who are you to question my decision? It's my life, so I call the shots. Stay out of my business!" Stella fired at him before turning to look at her new man with shiny eyes. Waylon immediately lost it.
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..."Â But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"
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