Rebecca McMichael was caught up in a web of lies, betrayal, and lust and it was only on her anniversary that her eyes were opened to it all when her husband boldly tossed divorce papers for her to sign with his own signature already on them The cold billionaire giving her no other explanation as to why he suddenly wanted her gone like like a fling of no importance. Her heart was shattering by the minute that she stood there in disbelief and when her best friend reappeared in the scene, her confusion knew no bounds. That was until she went up to her husband's arms, caressing and kissing him right before her eyes. The last pieces of Rebecca's heart scattered on their bedroom floor. The divorce was signed and she was thrown out of the McMichael mansion unceremoniously There is a twist when Bradley McMichael suddenly wants her back and he is willing to go through any lengths for her. Rachael refuses him at every turn, using the opportunity to wreak havoc on both her ex and her supposed best friend by flirting around with other men and even encouraging relationships in from of Bradley's eyes. This would proof a little too much for the famous New York billionaire. Danger lurks in every corner as the greed for money and power, lust and love grow in the hearts of their closest friends who turn out to be their worst enemies. There is a glimpse at death and all because of a billionaire's ex love affair.
"Good morning my love" I rushed to my Bradley's side with a smile as soon as I saw that he had woken up and voluntary wrapped my hands around his neck.
Today was a very special day for us, it was our second anniversary as husband and wife and I was so excited for the surprise party I would be throwing us tonight.
I knew Bradley has been so busy with work and must have forgotten so I took it upon myself to make sure today was amazing for the both of us.
"Get off of me" I thought I heard him say but I did not believe it
"What?" I asked again for clarity, leaning closer to his muscular body and enjoying the warmth of it.
"Get off!" Bradley shouted and threw me off of him with such a force that I almost fell out of the bed
I blinked twice unable to understand what had just happened. What had I done wrong for my husband to treat me in such a way on our second anniversary as a married couple?
I stared at him for a while, still contemplating what must be going through his mind or if this man was not my husband but an impostor.
He had a nicely cut black hair and beautiful blue eyes that made him look almost feminine. His hard jawline and well chiseled face however always showed the handsome man in him.
So far, there was nothing strange about his appearance. The man on the bed with me was Bradley, a popular business tycoon in New York and my husband. So why was he behaving like this?
It took a while for me to notice that he was staring at me too, his gaze was cold and stern. I cleared my throat but before I could say anything, my husband got off the bed.
I watched as Bradley left our bedroom without a single word and headed for the showers without any explanation or a glance back at me.
I did not know when my heart started beating with so much fear and pain and...
"Claudia" I whispered as I suddenly remembered my best friend. She was always supportive of my marriage and I knew she would help me right now.
The phone began to ring and my heart beat faster every second that she did not answer the call.
"Hello" Claudia's voice rang out from the other end and I was a little relieved.
"Hello Claudia" I began fast, struggling to keep my trembling tone in check
"Rebecca, what's wrong?" Claudia asked, concern in her voice "You sound worried"
"It's Brad" my voice broke as I recalled how he had thrown me out of his arms just a couple of minutes ago. My body shook at the memory.
"Yes what about him?" Claudia asked casually.
"He is acting strange" I squealed as I fought back against the tears that wear pressing at my eyelids.
"How do you mean?" Claudia asked, this time with more interest than ever before.
"Today is our wedding anniversary and when I went to hug him good morning he... he..." my voice broke off again unable to say the words.
"What did he do?" Claudia's voice grew more enthusiastic. I knew the suspense was killing her so I had to tell her everything
"He pushed me away from him" I finally blurted as the tears began to pour down my cheeks. It felt more painful, saying it out loud.
I expected Claudia to scream, to gasp, to get angry or sympathize with me but she fell completely silent. I could hear nothing from the other end".
"Claudia " I called out to my best friend in a low voice "I think there is another woman. Brad is having an affair"
Saying that hurt even more than admitting the first and I had to put my hand on my heart to steady myself but still yet, my friend said nothing.
"Hello, are you there?" I asked hoping to hear her voice. I was so distraught, all I wanted wanted was for somebody to calm me down and tell me it was going to be okay.
I could have been overreacting and I wanted Claudia to tell me that, to soothe my worries, to make me smile but again there was no word from my friend.
"Claudia" I cried out in frustration. Now was not the time for there to be terrible reception. Of all the times in the world, something like that should not happen now.
The next thing I knew was that the line was disconnected, leaving me to my fears and doubts.
I stared at the large master bedroom that had become mine and Brad's sleeping quarters for the past two years. I loved this place, I loved him and I knew he loved me too so what had gone wrong?
I was so lost in thought that I had not noticed when my husband had walked right back to our room and was busy getting dressed. When I finally caught sight of him, I was shocked.
Bradley was going about his normal business as if today was not our second wedding anniversary or he had not pushed me just a couple of minutes ago.
He had already put on his office shirt and trousers and was about to wear his suit when I took hold of his arm again.
"Let go of me" he spat with venom in his voice.
What's going on?" I asked as I took a cautious step away from him
"Isn't it obvious?" he asked, his eyes cold and void of any love "I want a divorce!"
"Divor-" before I could complete my statement, Brad had retrieved a set of documents from his briefcase and shoved them in my hands
"Sign it now!" he growled at me and I quickly opened the documents to see what was inside.
"These are divorce papers" I announced as I read the contents of what I had in my hands.
When I saw his own signature already on them, my breathing stopped.
In their three years of marriage, Chelsea had been a dutiful wife to Edmund. She used to think that her love and care would someday melt Edmund's cold heart, but she was wrong. Finally, she couldn't take the disappointment any longer and chose to end the marriage. Edmund had always thought that his wife was just boring and dull. So it was shocking when Chelsea suddenly threw divorce papers at his face in front of everyone at the Nelson Group's anniversary party. How humiliating! After that, everyone thought that the formerly-married couple would never see each other again, even Chelsea. Once again, she thought wrong. Sometime later, at an award ceremony, Chelsea went onstage to accept the award for best screenplay. Her ex-husband, Edmund, was the one presenting the award to her. As he handed her the trophy, he suddenly reached for her hand and pleaded humbly in front of the audience, "Chelsea, I'm sorry I didn't cherish you before. Could you please give me another chance?" Chelsea looked at him indifferently. "I'm sorry, Mr. Nelson. My only concern now is my business." Edmund's heart was shattered into a million pieces. "Chelsea, I really can't live without you." But his ex-wife just walked away. Wasn't it better for her to just concentrate on her career? Men would only distract her—especially her ex-husband.
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
When they met again, Jason cast aside his paranoia and pride, warmly embracing Chelsey. "Please, come back to me?" For three years, she had been his secretary by day and his companion by night. Chelsey had always complied with his requests, like an obedient pet. However, when Jason declared his plans to marry another, she chose to stop loving him and to let go. But life took unexpected turns. His unyielding pursuit, her pregnancy, and her mother's greed gradually pushed her to the brink. Eventually, she endured tremendous suffering. Five years later, when she returned, she was no longer the woman she once was. Yet he had spiraled into five years of chaos.
On her wedding night, Natalie's stepmother set her up to marry Jarvis, a disfigured and disabled man. Fortunately, she managed to escape, but little did she know that later she would fall for the man she was betrothed to.Jarvis pretended to be a poor man, but he didn't think that he'd fall head over heels for this woman.Their life went on until one day, Natalie found out her boyfriend's little secret."Huh? How could you have billions of dollars' worth of assets?" she asked in disbelief.Jarvis didn’t know how to respond.Being met with silence, she gritted her teeth angrily. "They said that you couldn't walk, but as far as I can see, you're strong enough to run a marathon."Still, he remained silent.Natalie continued, "They even said that you only have a few years to live. What about now?"Finally, Jarvis opened his mouth to explain. "Honey, this is all just a misunderstanding. Please calm down. Think about the baby.""Jarvis Braxton!"The man knelt down immediately.
Rosalynn's marriage to Brian wasn't what she envisioned it to be. Her husband, Brian, barely came home. He avoided her like a plague. Worse still, he was always in the news for dating numerous celebrities. Rosalynn persevered until she couldn't take it anymore. She upped and left after filing for a divorce. Everything changed days later. Brian took interest in a designer that worked for his company anonymously. From her profile, he could tell that she was brilliant and dazzling. He pulled the stops to find out her true identity. Little did he know that he was going to receive the greatest shocker of his life. Brian bit his finger with regret when he recalled his past actions and the woman he foolishly let go.
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?