Divorce After Deception

I was in the middle of a tough labor, bleeding heavily, and my husband, Leo Wilson, who had promised to be the first to welcome our baby, was nowhere to be found. The doctor looked around the room with concern. “Where’s Mr. Wilson? Without his signature, there's a risk of serious complications.” I gathered my strength to call Leo, only to hear his ex-girlfriend’s voice on the line. “Leo, you’re amazing.” Leo snapped at me, annoyed. “Women go through childbirth all the time. Stop being so dramatic.” “Rory’s depression is worse. As her doctor, I can’t just leave her now.” Leo was not just my husband but also the hospital’s director, though his heart belonged to his muse, Rory Simmons. As long as Rory was around, I was invisible.

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When Leo stepped through the door, Rory immediately put on an air of innocence and vulnerability.

I asked him coolly, "Leo, aren't you curious about where our baby is?"

Only then did he seem to recall he hadn't seen the child since he'd arrived. "Oh right, where's the baby?"

I forced a bitter smile, "I had severe complications during childbirth, and the baby..."

"Oh. With complications, they usually keep the babies in incubators," he interrupted casually, pulling out a box of cold mozzarella sticks and lowering his voice. "Here, didn’t you say mozzarella sticks always cheer you up? I grabbed some for you. You look alright, so help yourself."

"Rory's still not well, she shouldn't be standing too long. I'll help her back," Leo said. "She needs me or things might get worse for her."

I didn’t respond, just accepted the cold mozzarella sticks. I recalled back in college, Leo would sneak out late at night to get me mozzarella sticks when I was upset. He once got locked out and spent a freezing night outside the dorm. Back then, I told him they were the happiest mozzarella sticks I'd ever had. But now, his gestures felt as cold and cheap as the sticks.

Leaning on my crutch, holding my waist, I struggled to make my way to the restroom.

Suddenly, Rory stumbled and fell into Leo's arms. He quickly tensed, catching her, and held her like she was a fragile treasure. Rory lifted her head, our eyes meeting momentarily, as she wrapped her arms around Leo’s neck, planting a deep kiss on his cheek. Leo responded tenderly, giving her a soft kiss on the lips, showing deep affection like two people very much in love.

Rory threw me a triumphant look, her eyes brimming with satisfaction, silently boasting of her contentment.

I took a deep breath and continued my painful journey to the bathroom, overhearing the nurses whispering.

"That Miss Wilson has really had a tough break; she miscarried, yet Mr. Wilson isn't even by her side. If it were me, I'd raise hell."

"Yeah, Miss Wilson is supposed to be from a well-off family, yet she puts up with all this."

I tried to block out the chatter, entered the bathroom, and shut the door, seeking refuge from those cutting remarks.

Standing in front of the mirror, I stared at my pale reflection. Was my persistence worth it?

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The five-year deadline had arrived, and without a second thought, I tossed the divorce agreement onto Jaiden Armstrong's lap. Jaiden barely reacted, thinking this was just another one of my temper tantrums, as if he believed I would always stick around. But even the most genuine love can be worn down by constant letdowns. I turned off the calendar alert on my phone and laid the divorce papers, prepared well in advance, onto the table. The living room was empty, lacking any semblance of warmth. I rubbed the ring on my finger, amazed at how five years had flown by so swiftly. "What time will you be home?" I asked after dialing his number. In the background, I heard the clinking of glasses and a woman's soft giggle. "Always with the nagging, aren't you?" Jaiden replied, irritation evident in his voice. "The divorce papers are ready.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.9

After My Fiancé Chose Her, I Married His CEO Rival

7.9

I stood at the altar, my heart racing with anticipation. The Beverly Hills estate garden was transformed into a fairytale setting—white roses cascading from crystal vases, champagne glasses gleaming in the afternoon sun, and a sea of expectant faces turned toward me. Eight years of love, sacrifice, and dreams had led to this perfect moment. My wedding dress—a custom Vera Wang with delicate lace detailing—hugged my curves before flowing out in a modest train. I'd spent hours choosing it, imagining the look in Ryan's eyes when he saw me walking down the aisle. "You look stunning," whispered my maid of honor, adjusting my veil. "Ryan is going to faint when he sees you." I smiled, scanning the crowd for his familiar face. Our story was supposed to be perfect—childhood sweethearts who grew up together, supported each other through college, and built our futures side by side. I had put my own dreams of developing optical technology on hold to help him build his company, believing that our shared success would be worth every sacrifice. The string quartet began playing our song.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.7

My billionaire ex-husband wants me back

8.7

"You'll fight for Scarlet’s love against a stranger who isn’t really a stranger. Why don’t you ask your mother, Lucas? She has so many truths to reveal." Maria’s voice dripped with malice, a sinister smile curling on her lips as the police led her away. Once Lucas’s ex-mistress and a bitter rival to his former wife Scarlet, Maria is determined to ensure he never finds his way back to the woman he once scorned. But fate has other plans. As Lucas begins to uncover Maria’s twisted schemes, he finds himself fighting for the very woman he once pushed away. Meanwhile, Scarlet is caught in an emotional storm—torn between Lucas, the ex-husband who shattered her heart, and Peter, her loyal driver whose quiet love offers her peace. But destiny has more than love in store. Beneath the surface of Scarlet’s life lie dark secrets—ready to erupt and destroy everything she holds dear.

Billionaire Modern Romance

7.1

Second Marriage,Billionaire Daddy Is Finally Found

7.1

Everyone in the circle knows that the wife of Nicola Green, the person in charge of the Green family, is divorced with a child. First, she married the Spenser family with a child. The Spenser family's eldest son William Spenser is a famous playboy and had countless women. After a few years, they divocred and Emanda White married the more powerful Nicola Green immediately. It is said that she is scheming, or slutty, but Nicola Green just like her. He bought her clothes, jewlry, famous brands everyday. Finally, she can't bear it and rushed to the study and questioned, Nicola Green, aren't you satisfied until you drain my last value? Nicola replied carelessly, Why, you finally take me seriously?

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9.3

The Billionaire Regret

9.3

‎She begged for years. ‎On her knees, in tears, swallowing every insult just to keep him. Everyone knew it. Everyone laughed at her. And he? He thought she would never stop. ‎ ‎But the last betrayal was different. It didn't break her, it burned everything she had left for him. This time she didn't cry, didn't argue, didn't even look back. She signed the divorce papers with steady hands and walked away as if he were nothing. ‎ ‎Now the woman who once begged is gone. What's left is colder, sharper, untouchable. And the man who threw her aside is the one who can't sleep, can't move on, can't forgive himself. ‎ ‎He thought she'd never leave. ‎He was wrong. ‎ When obsession turns into desire, when regret collides with lust, how far will he go to taste the woman who no longer belongs to him? ‎

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7.9

The CEO's Runaway Pregnant Architect

7.9

For five years, I was the invisible force behind my charismatic architect boyfriend's empire, painstakingly designing the dream home we built together. But for the eighteenth time, Jayson canceled adding my name to the deed, rushing out on our candlelit dinner for yet another "critical emergency" with his young, attractive mentee, Ciera. He left me alone at our custom dining table, blindly prioritizing her manufactured crises over our future. Hours later, Ciera posted a photo on Instagram. She was sitting in his executive chair, wearing his unbuttoned dress shirt, with two empty wine glasses on the desk. When I finally confronted him the next morning, he didn't apologize. Instead, he looked at me with arrogant amusement. "Where are you going to go, Allison? Without me? Without this firm? Don't forget, I made you!" My love didn't die in a sudden explosion; it bled out drop by drop over eighteen broken promises. I had poured my soul into his success, only to be treated like a disposable asset in my own home. To make the irony even more suffocating, a plastic stick in my bathroom soon revealed two stark red lines. I was pregnant with his child. I didn't cry, and I certainly didn't use the baby to beg for his love. Instead, I packed a single suitcase, accepted a senior role at his biggest rival firm in London, and left a resignation letter on his desk. This time, I am building an empire of my own.

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