After My Husband Switched Our Babies, I Destroyed His Legacy
My child had just been born when he was rushed to the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit due to a congenital disorder. While others urged me to give up, only my husband, Matheo Washington, stood by my side. “This is our child, a little life. No matter what, we can't abandon him.”
However, when I went to the ICU to visit my baby, I accidentally overheard a conversation between Matheo and the doctor. “Mr. Washington, aren’t you worried that your wife will find out about the baby switch?”
“If I don’t switch the babies, do you think Livia would agree to let her child donate bone marrow to Stephanie’s child?”
“If she hadn’t ended up in my bed, Stephanie would have been Mrs. Washington. Let her child atone for her own sins!”
Later, during the bone marrow donation surgery, the child tragically passed away. I left behind divorce papers and walked away, never expecting Matheo to lose his mind afterward. ---
“Miss Tucker, based on the biological samples you provided, we can confirm that this child has no genetic relation to you.”
Hearing the doctor's words felt like being struck by lightning; I stood frozen in shock, my face going ghostly pale.
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Chapter 3
The doctor restrained me and administered a sedative before I could say a word. Darkness enveloped me swiftly, leaving no time for questions.
When I stirred awake, Matheo was at my side, his face alight with joy.
"Livia, the operation was a success!" he declared. "Our baby can finally have a chance at a normal life like other children!"
His excitement was evident, yet his smile was a dagger to my soul.
"Once Kori pulls through the critical stage, we can bring him home!" he added enthusiastically.
Holding his hand tightly, I nervously asked, "And what happened to the other child?"
Matheo's expression faltered as he acknowledged my reference to the child swapped with Stephanie Marshall's. He looked down, wiping imaginary dust from his knee, and spoke softly, "That child wasn't as lucky. He didn't survive the bone marrow extraction and passed away on the operating table."
His words were as casual as a whisper, trivializing the loss of a child's life with scarcely a pause. The pain in my heart twisted into a tighter knot.
Only then did the full gravity of the situation hit me. Matheo had knowingly ordered the doctor to sedate me, ensuring the donation surgery proceeded without my awareness.
Unaware of my inner turmoil, he proceeded to hand me our child's birth certificate. The name section was unmistakably marked, "Kori Marshall."
Seeing that name, I chuckled bitterly. Not only had he chosen our baby's name without my input, but he also seamlessly intertwined his affection for Stephanie into it. "Kori" was a reflection of his longing for "Stephanie."
Still basking in the thrill of their child having a name, Matheo declared, "Livia, our family's legacy lives on."
The image of their child growing up enveloped in love, while my own was forever frozen in time, pierced my heart like a blade.
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8.1
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But her billionaire husband, Derick, never showed up. At the exact moment Cece's heart monitor flatlined, the hospital TV broadcasted Derick affectionately holding the hand of his mistress and he has booked a clearance of the entire Disneyland to celebrate mistress's daughter's birthday!.
When Elinor confronted Derick with their daughter's ashes, he sneered and accused her of hiding the child just to get his attention. Elinor's heart was torn to shreds. How could a father be so blind and ruthless? Did Kamryn use his power to steal the very kidney that belonged to Cece? Why did her innocent baby have to die for their sick affair?
The suffocating grief inside Elinor finally crystallized into a sharp blade. She wiped the blood from her lips, canceled the simple divorce, and began her ruthless revenge.
8.3
Her husband thought he was the only one allowed to break their vows.
He was wrong.
After years of betrayal and silent humiliation, Elena Vance makes one reckless decision, a night with a stranger paid to help her destroy what’s left of her marriage.
No names.
No feelings.
No consequences.
Just revenge.
By morning, she’s gone, leaving cash on the nightstand and the memory of one forbidden night behind her.
Then she misses her period.
And the stranger she was supposed to forget?
He isn’t a stranger at all.
Damian Cross is a billionaire feared by powerful men, a dangerously obsessive man with secrets darker than his wealth. And after one night with Elena, he becomes determined to find the woman who vanished from his bed.
Now Elena is trapped between a husband who refuses to lose control of her… and a man who has already decided she belongs to him.
Because Damian Cross never lets go of what he wants.
And this time
he wants Elena.
Her body.
Her loyalty.
And the child carrying his name.
9.0
Después de que la familia de Maya lo perdiera todo debido a la traición de su madre y la pérdida de su padre, Maya se vio obligada a asumir el control para salir adelante. A pesar de convertirse en una famosa escritora, su pasado regresa con rostro y nombre: Marcus Arched, un CEO poderoso que es una tentación irresistible.
Maya se encuentra en un dilema, debatiéndose entre sucumbir a los encantos de Marcus o continuar con la venganza que ha planeado para hacer justicia a la memoria de su padre. A medida que la verdad de su pasado trágico se desvela lentamente, lucha por no perder la cordura, atrapada entre un amor apasionado y la oscuridad de la maldad de su madre.
Marcus, un atractivo hombre que superó una infancia en la pobreza como hijo ilegítimo, enfrentó duras pruebas, incluida la pérdida de su madre por una enfermedad incurable. Ahora, convertido en el CEO más poderoso y codiciado, está dispuesto a todo por mantener a su lado a la mujer que se ha convertido en su obsesión, sin saber que es la hija de una mujer, que aunque para él tan solo fue el medio para intentar salvar a su madre, el haber aceptado su propuesta ocasionó toda una tragedia.
Sin embargo, el destino le tiene preparada una sorpresa a Marcus. ¿Podrá redimirse frente a Maya y enfrentarse a las sombras de su propio pasado? ¿Qué hará cuando se de cuenta de que cuando ella huyó de su lado, llevaba una parte de él que le había ocultado? En este torbellino de emociones, donde se entrelazan el apasionado amor y la oscura venganza, se desata una lucha épica, dejando a ambos personajes en una encrucijada que podría cambiar sus destinos para siempre.
8.5
In the fifth year of my secret marriage to Eli Palmer, he handed the crucial project I'd been dedicating myself to for six months over to a new intern. I burst into his office, simmering with frustration, demanding an explanation. Eli lazily tossed a prestigious university diploma across the desk. "Valerie's a star graduate, naturally gifted, and just needed a chance. How could you possibly match that?"
I might have believed him if I hadn't noticed the lipstick stain on his collar. When Valerie Riley breezed through the door, the tension between Eli and me was almost tangible. We were one second away from a full-blown argument. I snapped without thinking, "Don't you knock?"
Valerie's face turned pale, her voice faltering as she stuttered, "Isabelle, I’m sorry, I didn't know you were in here."
"I tried to refuse the project several times with Mr. Palmer, but he..." she whimpered, feigning innocence with wide, doe eyes. "Enough!" Eli cut in, his voice tight with irritation as he turned to me.
9.3
Isabella Sterling was the ultimate trophy wife—until she became a disposable sacrifice. After six forced abortions to save her husband Marcus’s leukemia-stricken sister, Isabella is left hollow, her womb a graveyard for Marcus’s obsession. When he demands a final, life-altering procedure that will leave her barren forever, something snaps.
In the dead of night, Isabella vanishes, erasing her existence to become Elena Cross. Three years later, she returns to New York—not as a victim, but as a radiant, unbreakable woman on the arm of a powerful new ally.
Seeing the wife he destroyed reborn and thriving, the arrogant Marcus Sterling falls to his knees, begging for a second chance. But Isabella has a secret: she’s finally carrying the child he said she could never have—and he will never touch it
8.9
The fluorescent lights of Wood Enterprises buzzed overhead as I rubbed my bloodshot eyes. Seventy-two hours. Three full days without sleep. My fingers trembled as I reached for another cup of black coffee, my fifth of the day. "Just a few more hours," I whispered to myself, glancing at the project timeline on my screen. The massive corporate merger needed to be completed before tomorrow's deadline. My bonus—the $150,000 I desperately needed for Mom's experimental cancer treatment in New York—depended on it. I could barely remember what my apartment looked like anymore. The office had become my world: stale air, flickering monitors, and the constant hum of the air conditioning. My mother's favorite tea sat cold beside my keyboard, a reminder of what I was fighting for.