After My Wife's Affair, I Found New Love

On our seventh wedding anniversary, my wife's secret admirer of five years deliberately drove his car into mine. While I was unconscious, the woman who once claimed to love only me, Jimena, took it upon herself to sign a waiver, freeing Francisco from any responsibility. When I regained consciousness, Jimena pleaded with me, "Francisco just made a foolish mistake; we can't destroy his life over this. He's just infatuated with me." Looking at Jimena's composed face, despite the evident tension beneath the surface, I knew our marriage had irrevocably changed. "What if I insist on holding him accountable?" I asked, keeping my voice steady as I looked at her. Jimena met my gaze with disapproval. "Kayden, you're a lawyer. You know how damaging a criminal record can be for someone just starting out. Haven't you always said that justice is about fairness and compassion? Francisco realizes his mistake, and he even attempted to harm himself over this.

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During my three-day stay in the hospital, Jimena Foster visited me every day after work. On the surface, everything seemed normal. But I knew that every night, she was meeting with Francisco Gilbert.

From his frequent social media updates, I saw they went stargazing at the beach and traveled across the city for barbecue. Even tonight, when Jimena claimed she had an overnight shift, she was actually at a hotel with him. In a video Francisco posted, he asked her repeatedly if he had a place in her heart. Just when I thought she wouldn't answer, she softly confirmed it. At that moment, my heart shattered completely.

The next morning, Jimena arrived unusually early, carrying breakfast as she entered my hospital room. I noticed the name on the breakfast packaging—it was from a place more than six miles away, close to the hotel she visited with Francisco.

"Why'd you go so far to get breakfast?" I asked.

Jimena paused for a moment as she unpacked the meal. "I had nothing better to do this morning, so I drove there. You like this place, right?"

"You go ahead and eat; I have a meeting in the department," she said before leaving.

No sooner had Jimena left than the door swung open again. To my surprise, I was calmer than I had anticipated when I saw Francisco standing there. Before he could say anything, I told him Jimena wasn't around.

Francisco looked momentarily caught off guard, then smirked slightly. "I know she's not here. I'm just dropping off her coat."

Returning a coat? I chuckled dryly. If he really intended to return it, why bring it to me? I glanced at the coat in his hand, took it, and tossed it aside. "Thanks," I replied coolly.

Clearly irked, Francisco asked why I wasn't curious about why he had her coat. I continued eating my breakfast indifferently.

"What does one coat prove? For all I know, she could have just handed it to you casually," I replied.

Francisco glared at me, frustrated. "Yesterday, she..."

Before he could finish, Jimena suddenly burst in. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, her expression hardening when she saw Francisco.

"Just returning your coat," Francisco replied, still smarting from her previous coldness.

"Thank you for yesterday," Jimena said dismissively, clearly eager for him to leave.

Hurt, Francisco gave her a wounded look before turning and exiting the room. As soon as the door closed, Jimena hurried to explain, "Kayden, don't listen to his nonsense. There's nothing between us. He didn't have any clothes when he left the hospital yesterday, so I lent him my coat. I didn't expect him to bring it here and make a scene."

I finished my last spoonful of cereal and slowly responded, "He didn't say much, only that he was returning your coat."

A flash of regret crossed Jimena's eyes—probably for saying too much. She stood there awkwardly and muttered, "Alright then."

Just then, her phone rang. I saw the name "Francisco" flashing on the screen. Jimena glanced at her phone and quickly said there was an emergency in her department and left.

Watching her lie more smoothly with each passing day, I chuckled bitterly and began drafting a divorce agreement for myself. When Jimena returned, her lips were slightly flushed. I glanced at her, then averted my gaze, while she instinctively touched her lips.

Seeing the divorce papers open on my screen, Jimena looked panicked for a moment. "Kayden, you're a corporate lawyer, right? Why are you looking at divorce documents?"

I replied nonchalantly, "Just preparing something for a friend."

Jimena seemed to want to ask more, but her phone rang with a distinctive ringtone from her department. "There's a patient that needs immediate attention; I have to go," she said, rushing out.

Watching her hurried departure, I buried my head back in the divorce papers, determined to focus on my future without her.

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Modern Mystery Romance

9.2

He Saved His Mistress, Not His Wife

9.2

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Action Modern Romance

9.8

Leaving Husband for Self

9.8

The charity luncheon had ended earlier than expected, leaving me with an unexpected afternoon of freedom. For once, I thought I might surprise Jason by coming home early, perhaps we could spend some rare quiet time together without Maisie's constant presence hovering between us like a ghost. I slipped my key into the lock as quietly as possible, wanting to surprise him. The house felt different somehow—too still, too intimate. My heels clicked softly against the marble foyer as I made my way toward the living room, already planning what I might say to break through the wall that had grown between us over the past months. Then I saw them. Jason sat on our cream-colored sofa, his arms wrapped around Maisie as she pressed her face into his chest. Her shoulders shook with what appeared to be sobs, while his hand moved through her dark hair in slow, tender strokes. The gesture was so intimate, so protective, that for a moment I forgot how to breathe. "Shh, it's okay," Jason murmured, his voice softer than I'd heard it in years.

Billionaire Modern Romance

9.2

Love Beyond the Ashes

9.2

I stared down the long mahogany table at Christian Mitchell, my husband in name only and my most formidable business rival. His steel-gray eyes narrowed as I delivered the final blow to his latest acquisition attempt. "The board has unanimously rejected your proposal to acquire Nexus Tech," I announced, unable to keep the satisfaction from my voice. "Their innovation pipeline is far more valuable under Gardner Industries' development strategy than as another trophy in your collection, Christian." The boardroom temperature seemed to drop several degrees as Christian loosened his tie—a telltale sign of his frustration that I'd come to recognize during our three years of marriage. Our relationship was a peculiar one: business enemies by day, reluctant lovers by night, and emotional strangers at all times. "How predictable, Helena," he replied, his voice dangerously quiet. "You've always excelled at short-term victories without considering the long-term consequences." I smiled thinly, gathering my documents as the other board members filed out, eager to escape the crossfire. "Unlike you, I don't need to consume companies whole to prove my worth. Now if you'll excuse me, I have a company to run." As I walked past him, Christian caught my wrist, his touch sending an unwelcome current through my body. "This isn't over," he murmured, close enough that I could smell his expensive cologne.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.3

Marked by the Lycan Prince

7.3

I thought heartbreak would break me. Maybe it did. But not in the way I expected. It awakened the monster inside. On the night I caught my boyfriend of five years with another woman, something snapped inside me. I wore rage like an outfit. Claws tore through my skin. I heard voices in my head, voices I was certain weren't mine. Then he appeared. Darian McAlister, the Lycan prince, all shades of danger wrapped in silver hair and flaming eyes. He saved me from myself that night, and then, accidentally marked me. Now, I'm tied to the man who's already betrothed to another. A man who wants nothing to do with me, and has made that clear. A man who still lurks in the shadows, waiting for something. And to make things worse, the Lycan family wants me dead, because the blood flowing through my veins creates a bond between me and the enemy that nearly destroyed them. But fate doesn't care about politics or debts owed. The accidental marking demands blood, and if we don't complete the Lycan's mating process... One of us dies.

Modern Romance Werewolf

7.5

My Marriage: A Million Lies

7.5

My marriage to the cold New York tycoon, Eli Drake, was supposed to be an impossible love story. I was the rebellious artist who had chased him across continents, believing I' d found my soulmate. Then I overheard a conversation that shattered everything. Our three-year marriage was a lie, a charade designed to protect his fragile sister-in-law, Kala. I was just the "lightning rod," strong enough to take the hits meant for her. The worst part? He' d secretly had a vasectomy, letting me endure his family' s scorn for being "barren" while he knew the truth all along. It all clicked into place: the public humiliations, the framed financial crimes, the "accidents" that left me scarred. They systematically broke me, forcing me to give a piece of my own skin to heal Kala and staging a car crash that landed me in prison. Eli' s justification was always the same: "Kala is delicate. Not like you." He thought I was strong enough to take it, that my defiance was a tool he could use. He exiled me, thinking I was broken and forgotten. He was wrong. I reinvented myself as the celebrated artist 'Lark.' And when he came crawling back, begging for forgiveness on a global stage, I knew my moment had come. My revenge would be a masterpiece.

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