18 Hours of Surgery Couldn't Save Our Marriage

After a devastating car accident, Derek is saved by his wife, Grace, a brilliant surgeon who spends eighteen hours in the operating room to rescue him. However, his first request upon waking is a divorce. While family members and Grace herself are baffled by his cold rejection of their happy life, Derek remains adamant. He claims his decision stems from a desire to shield her professional reputation, even as he faces intense pressure to reconsider. His hidden regrets drive him to push her away permanently.

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When I woke up again, my head was wrapped in thick bandages, and the severe pain made me dizzy and disoriented.

A young, professional-looking woman sat beside my bed, watching me intently.

Just then, Mom pushed open the door. The moment she saw the woman, she charged forward like she had encountered her worst enemy.

"You're the homewrecker! How dare you show up here after wrecking someone's marriage?" Mom screamed, reaching out to grab Victoria Jones' hair.

Victoria frowned and dodged away.

"Mom, she's my assistant."

"Ma'am, I'm Mr. Hudson's assistant."

We both spoke at the same time.

Just then, Grace and Ryan entered the ward. Upon seeing Victoria, Grace's face instantly turned pale, and her body swayed.

Ryan immediately steadied her, glaring at me with hostile eyes.

"Derek, you've gone too far! Dr. Reed has lost so much weight worrying about you, and you actually brought your mistress to the hospital ward!"

Witnessing this scene, Grace burst into tears. The last time I had seen Grace cry like this was over ten years ago, during our innocent college days.

Back then, Grace was in love with Harry Thompson, my roommate and close friend. They were the perfect golden couple.

Though I secretly loved Grace, I was genuinely happy for them despite the bitterness in my heart. If it had been like a fairy tale where the prince and princess lived happily ever after, there would have been no place for me.

Yet, fate played a cruel joke. During our junior year, Harry jumped from a building. Later, they found his medical records confirming severe depression.

I lost my best friend, and Grace lost the person she loved most. I stayed by Grace's side through those darkest days.

She would not eat or drink, locking herself in her room to cry all night long. I never left her side. I cooked for her, chatted with her, and coaxed her to sleep like she was a child.

Eventually, we got together. I knew Harry still lived in her heart, but I believed my love could heal her.

When we got married, Grace suggested we remain childfree, and I agreed. Those days were peaceful and happy. I thought we would continue like that forever.

I was lost in thought for a long moment, remembering the more alluring version of her. However, my feelings had completely changed.

Just then, Victoria handed me a tablet and some documents. She whispered instructions in my ear.

Grace sobbed softly. "What secrets are you two hiding from me?"

I laughed coldly as I played the video on the tablet. "That's rich coming from you. If anyone has secrets, isn't it you two?"

I turned to Grace, holding the tablet in front of her.

"Take a look, my dear wife."

After watching the video, Grace's face turned deathly pale.

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After my second chance at life, I took the initiative to sever all possible ties with Rhett. When he chose to live in the east of the city, I bought a house in the west, putting a whole town between us. On the rare occasion he brought the child to my house for a meal, I would lock myself in my room and pretend to be sick, refusing to see him. When I heard he had volunteered to transfer to our area to work at the factory, I immediately submitted my resignation letter that very night. Seizing the opportunities of the economic boom, I headed south. In my previous life, I had loved him for forty years, and for forty years, he had belittled me. He constantly compared me to his unattainable ideal, blaming me for ruining his dream of becoming a factory director. Even as I lay dying, he shamelessly planned his wedding with his perfect fantasy. My stepson, whom I had raised with care, was busy helping with the wedding preparations, abandoning me to face death alone. Having lived through such a failed life once, I swore I would never endure it again.

Fantasy Modern Romance

8.4

After Mother Died, the Don Followed Her

8.4

After Mother Died, the Don Followed Her follows a young girl witnessing her mother’s terminal illness. As her father openly pursues another woman, her mother stops fighting and instead demands a million dollars for every night he spends away. While her health fails and she coughs up blood, she focuses on securing her daughter's inheritance. Despite her father's cold indifference, the mother spends her final days preparing her child for a future alone.

Billionaire Mafia Modern Romance

8.1

After My Best Friend Replaced Me with Her

8.1

For years, Lily and Sarah were inseparable, sharing every secret and milestone. However, their bond shatters when Sarah suddenly prioritizes her new boyfriend over their lifelong connection. Feeling abandoned and replaced, Lily struggles to navigate her senior year alone. As she deals with the sting of betrayal, she must find her own identity outside of their friendship. This emotional journey explores the painful reality of outgrowing the people you love most.

Modern Romance Young Adult

9.0

For Those Who Wait

9.0

The mystery story For Those Who Wait follows a woman who uncovers her fiancé's betrayal through an accidental identity swap with Raine Miller. She realizes Bruno Russell's five-year refusal to touch her wasn't out of concern for her heart, but devotion to another. His interest in their marriage was merely a scheme to acquire her father's corporation. Choosing independence over a lie, she sells her shares and disappears, leaving Bruno with nothing.

Billionaire Modern Mystery Romance

9.1

On My Brother's Bed

9.1

"You walked into my room, Astrid. No bra. No panties. What did you expect me to do? Pray?" "I expect you to look away." "Look away?" he chuckled in a low, dangerous tone as he trod toward me. "Baby, I've looked away for damn five years." ~ When Astrid returns home for summer, she's expecting chill nights and zero drama. Except her brother's best friend–Rhett Rivers–is crashing at their house. And he has grown into every bit of the trouble she shouldn't want. One time at a party leads them to an unforgettable one nightstand What if Astrid Cole realizes she'd not just had sex with her brother's best friend but also let him touch her in some kind of way she never felt?

Action Modern Romance

9.4

The Fallen Heiress's Debt to the Billionaire

9.4

I was once the princess of the Upper East Side, but now I’m just "debt wrapped in pretty skin." To keep my father alive in a federal penitentiary, I signed a contract I didn't fully understand. I thought it was about restoring my family's name, but producer Barnett Orr treated it like a bill of sale for my soul. Inside his limousine, the air smelled like gasoline and fear. Barnett didn't want a star; he wanted a victim. He bruised my jaw and ripped my vintage silk gown to shreds, laughing because he knew I couldn't fight back without signing my father's death warrant. "Don't forget who owns you, Felicity," he whispered. When he dragged me into Dewitt Knight’s penthouse party, I was a walking disaster. I huddled in Barnett’s oversized jacket, my lip bleeding and my spirit shattered. The elite crowd didn't see a victim; they saw a fallen girl selling herself for a role. A former rival poured red wine over me, and the room erupted in cruel laughter while Barnett told everyone he was just "testing my commitment." I looked up at the balcony, locking eyes with Dewitt Knight. He was a god in a bespoke suit, looking down at me with cold, lethal disgust. He didn't see the bruises or the desperation. He only saw a transaction he found beneath him. "So the rumors are true," he said, his voice cutting through the music. "The Aguilars really will do anything for money now. Even this." I was trapped between a monster who wanted to break me and a man who thought I was trash. No one cared that my father's life depended on my silence. When Barnett cornered me in a guest room later that night, his belt jingling like a death knell, I realized no one was coming to save a girl like me. I fought back with a crystal vase, shattering it against his shoulder, but I was drowning in my own terror. Just as Barnett lunged for my throat, the door was kicked off its hinges. Dewitt stood there, finally seeing the blood on the carpet and the map of purple bruises on my bare back. He chased the monster away, but I didn't feel safe. I locked the guest room door, wedged a chair under the handle, and slept with a silver letter opener pressed against my skin. When I crept into the kitchen at midnight and found him waiting in the shadows, I aimed the blade at his heart. "In this house, no one hurts you," he promised, his voice a low velvet rumble. But in a world where I had already been sold once, I knew that even protection came with a price I couldn't afford to pay.

Billionaire Horror Modern

18 Hours of Surgery Couldn't Save Our Marriage

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