Elaina Gainsford had been a married woman for two years, yet the only chances she got to see her husband were the times when he was on TV. Therefore, she divorced him later. To her surprise, the day after the divorce, he frequently came into her sight. He first asked her to help his girlfriend, and then he claimed to woo her. "Jalen Halton, do you know who I am?" she asked him. "Of course. You are the internationally famous Dr. Gainsford, the renowned painter, Damon Dorthea's last student, the top hacker Elevan, and the founder of a high-end clothing brand. What other identities do you have? Tell me. I'm all ears." Jalen was so confident. He thought that he already knew everything about Elaina. "In fact..." Elaina leaned close to him and whispered in his ear, "I am also your ex-wife."
Elaina came out of the local court with the divorce certificate that she had just obtained.
"Mrs. Halton... No, sorry. Ms. Gainsford." Takvor Rigdon, the housekeeper, looked a little embarrassed. "Mr. Nitzan wants you to take this."
Nitzan Halton was Jalen's grandfather. After finishing speaking, Takvor handed over a bank card. The implication was obvious.
Elaina was stunned for a second before saying, "No need. Thank him for me. He has been taking care of me for the past two years, and for that, I'm grateful."
After saying that, she walked straight to the street and sat in the black Maybach that had been parked there for a long time.
Inside the black Maybach, Elaina looked at the two men and felt a little helpless. "Theodore, Andrew, it's just a divorce. Do you have to be this nervous?"
"Ella, did you divorce him?" Andrew Chapman, the driver, looked back at her and still found it hard to believe.
Elaina nodded and said with a smile, "See? The divorce certificate is right here. I just got it."
Then she took out the divorce certificate from her bag and waved it in front of them.
"Good for you!" Andrew grinned. "You should have divorced him a long time ago.
"No, wait. Let me rephrase. You shouldn't have married him from the beginning!" he said.
Elaina glanced at Andrew and quickly said, "Andrew, focus on driving, OK? I just have a fresh start. I don't want it to end so soon.
"Besides, what's so good about getting a divorce? Why are you so happy?"
She thought, don't others always want a couple to patch things up? Why do I have the feeling that Andrew and Theodore want me to get a divorce?
"Of course, I am happy."
Andrew nodded and looked at the man in the back seat who had been silent the whole time. "And I'm not the only one who is happy. Theodore is happy as well."
Sensing that Elaina was looking at him, Theodore Murphy nodded. "Andrew is right. You shouldn't have married him in the first place."
Elaina sighed and felt a little helpless, "Grandpa wanted this. You know it. I wouldn't go against his will."
At the mention of their grandpa, both Andrew and Theodore fell silent for a moment. Then Andrew said with a bit of bitterness, "What was Grandpa thinking? Why did he want you to marry Jalen, that bastard?
"You were married for two years. He completely ignored you. What an asshole!"
If Elaina hadn't stopped him, he would have already taught Jalen a lesson.
Compared with Andrew, Elaina was much calmer. "It was fine. Our roads have never crossed these years. He has never been to the Halton's Residence. I don't think he even knows what I look like."
She thought, come to think of it, it's kind of funny. We were married for two years, and we should have been the most intimate people in the world. Yet we never saw each other. Other women would have found it unacceptable.
Well, not me. We didn't marry because of love. I was to fulfill my grandpa's last wish, and he was forced by his grandpa. Neither of us was happy.
"If I had known that he was such a bastard, I wouldn't have let you marry him no matter what," Andrew complained again. He was obviously very angry with Jalen.
"I blame Grandpa. If he really wanted you to marry someone, why couldn't that someone be me?" he smiled. Then he said, "Or Theodore could also do the trick. Any of us is better than that bastard Jalen."
Elaina was speechless for a second.
Then she said helplessly, "Andrew, stop teasing me, OK? How can someone marry her brother?" What was Andrew thinking?
Andrew did not care, however. "We are not related by blood. Why can't we get married?"
Elaina rolled her eyes at him. Although Andrew and Theodore were adopted by her grandpa, they grew up together. Both of them, for her, were her brothers. It had nothing to do with blood relations.
"Stop messing around, Andrew. You will always be my brothers."
Andrew was joking, and Elaina did not take it seriously. Neither of them noticed Theodore, who had remained silent in the back seat.
When Andrew joked about marrying Elaina to Theodore, Theodore's eyes flickered slightly, and he unconsciously looked at Elaina, who was beside him.
After Elaina finished speaking, his eyes dimmed a lot. Yet soon they went back to normal.
He hid his emotions perfectly. For so many years, neither Andrew nor Elaina noticed anything.
"Enough about that. You are divorced now, and that's what matters. What are your plans for the future?" Theodore spoke in a slightly magnetic voice that was like the warm sun in winter, making people feel particularly comfortable.
"Back then, you chose to step down after getting married. You lived incognito for two years. Your fans went crazy looking for you."
Elaina sighed. She missed the days from before. "I've been gone for too long. I wonder if anyone still remembers Dr. Gainsford."
"Of course."
Theodore looked at Elaina, his eyes obscure. "You are one of the world's most famous neurosurgeons. No matter how long you disappear, you will never be completely forgotten."
"Really?" Elaina smiled. Her eyes were full of eagerness. "Then congratulate me on returning to the operating table."
The next day arrived.
Jalen was in the CEO's office in the Halton Group.
Jalen's assistant, Graham Reilly, hung up the phone and turned to look at Jalen, who was busy sitting behind the desk.
"Mr. Halton, Takvor called from the Halton's Residence. Mrs. Halton has already gone through the procedures and taken the divorce certificate away."
Jalen was still busy. He did not even pause. "I see. How much did she ask for?"
"Takvor said that she did not demand anything," Graham replied.
Hearing that, Jalen instantly frowned. "Not even a cent?"
"No. Takvor said that your grandfather did intend to give her some money, but she declined."
Even Graham was surprised.
He thought, I heard that she is from the countryside. She must have needed money. How come she didn't want anything?
Jalen stopped flipping through the documents and said after a moment of silence, "Find her and give her the place in the west."
Elaina didn't make a scene or cause any trouble for Jalen these years, and she divorced him decisively. Of course, he wouldn't treat her unfairly.
Graham nodded and put Jalen's words down, but after that, he didn't leave.
"Anything else?" Seeing that, Jalen frowned and asked.
"Yes."
Being stared at by Jalen, Graham was nervous. A cold sweat broke out on his back uncontrollably. He hurriedly said, "I just got word that Dr. Gainsford, who disappeared for two years, seems to have reappeared."
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
Rena got into an entanglement with a big shot when she was drunk one night. She needed Waylen's help while he was drawn to her youthful beauty. As such, what was supposed to be a one-night stand progressed into something serious. All was well until Rena discovered that Waylen's heart belonged to another woman. When his first love returned, he stopped coming home, leaving Rena all alone for many nights. She put up with it until she received a check and farewell note one day. Contrary to how Waylen expected her to react, Rena had a smile on her face as she bid him farewell. "It was fun while it lasted, Waylen. May our paths never cross. Have a nice life." But as fate would have it, their paths crossed again. This time, Rena had another man by her side. Waylen's eyes burned with jealousy. He spat, "How the hell did you move on? I thought you loved only me!" "Keyword, loved!" Rena flipped her hair back and retorted, "There are plenty of fish in the sea, Waylen. Besides, you were the one who asked for a breakup. Now, if you want to date me, you have to wait in line." The next day, Rena received a credit alert of billions and a diamond ring. Waylen appeared again, got down on one knee, and uttered, "May I cut in line, Rena? I still want you."
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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.
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】
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."