Everyone was waiting eagerly for Rhett to divorce Jillian, so he could reunite with his childhood sweetheart. But when he finally called for a press conference, it wasn't to announce his divorce, but to proudly introduce his newborn child to the public. "There have been rumors that my wife and I are separating. I'm here to clear things up, once and for all. We are happy and in love, and have recently been blessed with our little angel."
Jillian Matthews lay back against the pillows, spent and exhausted. Her chest was heaving as she tried to catch her breath after several rounds of vigorous lovemaking. She turned to the side to look at the man responsible for her weary state, but he had already pulled away.
Rhett Wilson had his back to her as he carefully dressed himself. He was back to his cold and distant demeanor, so far from the passionate animal he had been just a few minutes ago.
He acted like a jerk who purposely ignored her after satisfying his needs. That was the only thought in Jillian's mind at that moment.
"Rhett, today is our fifth wedding anniversary. Will you be home tonight?" She slowly pulled herself out of bed and walked up to him, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind.
The next thing she knew, Rhett was shoving her hands away. He took a step forward and turned to face her, his tall and broad-shouldered frame towering over her.
Jillian's heart skipped a beat. Despite what they had just shared, he still had the power to intimidate her.
Rhett turned his attention back to his clothes, dusting his shirt as he spoke in an indifferent tone. "I'm busy with company matters."
"I see... So, you won't be coming home? I can wait even if you arrive late." Jillian gritted her teeth and tried to swallow the hurt that was bubbling in her chest.
She had always known that Rhett didn't love her, and had initially resigned herself to a loveless marriage. But it had been five years. Even the most aloof man would have given in by now, especially with how frequent and intense their bedroom activities were.
"Are you forgetting our agreement, Jillian?" Rhett drawled out as he picked up a luxurious watch on the nightstand and latched it around his wrist. He paused only long enough to look her in the eye. "I can give you the title of Mrs. Wilson, but that is the extent of our relationship."
His voice carried a hint of impatience, and with that, he strode to the door.
Jillian's lips curled into a wry smile.
Without warning, she rushed after him and grabbed his arm. "I haven't forgotten, but it's been five years. Can you honestly say that you have no feelings for me at all?"
Instead of looking at her face, Rhett just glanced at her hand on his arm and frowned. He couldn't believe that his usually docile and obedient wife had it in her to stop him. How bold.
"Your question is pointless," he said in a dull tone as he pulled his arm free. "I have a meeting this morning. I'm giving you ten minutes to say what you want to say. Now, speak."
"Are you really going to the company?" Jillian asked, her voice trembling slightly. "Or are you off to see Emalee Carter?"
Emalee Carter was coming back to the city.
This was something Jillian had to learn from the newspapers, because Rhett had never thought to mention Emalee's return to her.
Emalee was a rising star in the field of jewelry design. She had made her mark with the distinguished piece, The Heart of the Night. It had been a while since Jillian paid attention to the goings-on in the jewelry industry, but she still managed to catch snippets of the so-called genius' achievements here and there.
Emalee's name always caught her eye because she knew of the woman's significance to Rhett. Emalee was the one who held his heart.
The thought brought a bitter taste to Jillian's mouth. She took a deep breath and made up her mind there and then.
Walking back to the bed, she opened the drawer of the nightstand and retrieved the divorce agreement she had prepared beforehand. She made sure her voice was calm and steady when she said, "Let's get divorced, Rhett."
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
When Zora was sick during the early days of her pregnancy, Ezrah was with his first love, Piper. When Zora got into an accident and called Ezrah, he said he was busy, when in actual fact, he was buying shoes for Piper. Zora lost her baby because of the accident, and throughout her stay at the hospital, Ezrah never showed up. She already knew that he didn't love her, but that was the last straw for the camel's back, and her fragile heart could not take it anymore. When Ezrah arrived home a few days after Zora was discharged from the hospital, he no longer met the woman who always greeted him with a smile and cared for him. Zora stood at the top of the stairs and yelled with a cold expression, "Good news, Ezrah! Our baby died in a car accident. There is nothing between us anymore, so let's get a divorce." The man who claimed not to have any feelings for Zora, being cold and distant towards her, and having asked her for a divorce twice, instantly panicked.
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Anabel found out she was pregnant and dialed her husband's number to share the good news to him. They have been married for two years without a child. Desmond's mother had been accusing her of being barren and unproductive. When the call was picked, she was flabbergasted and broken. She was hearing a loud moan of feminine voice. "Ohh! Yeah! Don't stop fucking me! Fuck me harder baby!" accompanied with sound of skins slapping against the other. She went home to confront her husband and end up receiving a divorce paper. Desmond divorced him for a lady his mother was rooting. Few months later when he found out that his ex-wife is a billionaire heiress and she is pregnant with twins, he went crazy!
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"