After three secretive years of marriage, Eliana never met her enigmatic husband until she was served with divorce papers and learned of his extravagant pursuit of another. She snapped back to reality and secured a divorce. Thereafter, Eliana unveiled her various personas: an esteemed doctor, legendary secret agent, master hacker, celebrated designer, adept race car driver, and distinguished scientist. As her diverse talents became known, her ex-husband was consumed by remorse. Desperately, he pleaded, "Eliana, give me another chance! All my properties, even my life, are yours."
"I want a divorce."
Eliana Roberts' heart sank as she read the message, and her plans for celebrating her third wedding anniversary suddenly shattered.
Her phone had buzzed just as she was putting the final touches on the romantic dinner. She had assumed it was a message from her husband, telling her he was on his way home. But the moment she read those four words, it felt like icy water had been poured over her.
In the background, the TV droned on, oblivious to her turmoil, with gossip news filling the room.
"The leader of the Roberts Group, Johnny Roberts, has spent a fortune reserving a luxury cruise for the famous actress Caroline Andrews. A video of them together in Emerdon has surfaced, sparking rumors of an imminent wedding. They looked like the perfect couple."
Eliana's thoughts swirled in confusion. Was Caroline the reason Johnny wanted a divorce? Had he found someone else?
Instead of the warmth of a conversation, he sent her a message-a cold, impersonal sentence that ended everything. It was a bitter pill to swallow after all the love and care she had showered upon him over the years.
She dialed his number, and after what felt like an eternity, Johnny finally picked up. His voice was laced with impatience. "What do you want?"
"Don't you have anything to say, Johnny?" she asked, her voice trembling.
"Say what?" he replied, his tone indifferent.
"You're divorcing me after cheating on me. Don't you think I deserve an explanation?"
"Eliana, don't be so petty. I didn't cheat on you. You know very well how you tricked me into this marriage. Three years is long enough. Don't push it. I've arranged for a driver to take you to the courthouse. I'll give you the house, and you can name your price. I'm busy, so don't call me again."
With that, he hung up, leaving Eliana staring at the phone in disbelief. How had her life come to this?
She felt ridiculous for waiting, for hoping. Three years ago, when Johnny had been in a car accident that confined him to a wheelchair, his girlfriend at the time had abandoned him. Eliana had stayed by his side, enduring his moods and caring for him.
The doctors had declared he would never walk again, but Eliana had secretly treated him, and within half a year, he was back on his feet-a medical miracle.
But the first step he took was away from her. He never returned.
For two years and a half, she heard nothing from him. And now, he only had to say that he wanted out.
Eliana had spent the day preparing for his return, cooking a meal she hoped would rekindle something between them. It was their anniversary, after all.
She was aware that Caroline, the well-known star, was more attractive than she was back then. Her face had seemed deformed. Furthermore, she had gained weight quickly, gaining over 200 pounds. After three years of treatment, the poison had been out of her system thanks to her remarkable medical talents, and she had regained her former appearance. Her features now were striking, and she had delicate skin.
She had imagined that when he saw her-no longer poisoned, no longer disfigured or overweight, but restored to her former self-he would be amazed.
But now, that hope felt like a cruel joke. What was the point of it all?
When she stepped outside, a car was waiting for her.
"Mrs. Roberts," the driver said, opening the door.
Eliana slid into the seat, and they drove to the court in silence.
When she emerged, she held the divorce decree.
Without hesitation, she dialed her best friend's number. "Brenna, want to go out for a drink?"
Brenna Howe's voice came through the line, surprised.
"Eliana, didn't you say you were busy with your anniversary? That you had to prepare something special?"
"I'm divorced."
Johnny received the news. He had expected Eliana to resist. He hadn't anticipated she would agree so quickly.
"Is it done?" he asked curtly.
"Yes. Mrs. Roberts has already finalized the divorce," the driver confirmed.
"Did she take the money?"
"Not a penny. Mr. Roberts, she didn't ask for anything. Are you sure you don't want to see her? It seemed like she was really looking forward to today," the driver ventured cautiously.
Johnny was taken aback-Eliana hadn't taken any money? But he quickly brushed off the thought. "That's none of your concern."
He ended the call and immediately dialed his secretary. "Any updates on Night?"
Night, the legendary doctor whose skills were unrivaled, had disappeared from the public eye in the last three years. No one knew where she was.
"Mr. Roberts, Night remains elusive. No one has seen her true face. Wherever she goes, she leaves no trace."
"Keep looking. Spare no expense. I need to find her, and soon. Caroline's running out of time."
"Understood, Mr. Roberts."
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For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
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