Ex's Bet on Reconciliation Fails

Six years after Colten Rice ended our engagement, I returned home from my studies. During that time, Colten had just divorced Joanna Carpenter, the woman he thought was perfect for him. I overheard someone asking him, "Melina's back. What's your plan?" I'm Melina. Colten replied with a tone of certainty, "I got divorced, and she came back right away. What plan could I possibly have?" Another voice added, "She was pretty keen on Colten back in the day. She must've come back to give it another go." Colten made a wager with his friends that within a week, I'd be on his doorstep, pleading for a reconciliation. A week later, the news arrived—I was married. I even sent him an invitation to my daughter's birthday party. ============================== I caught sight of Colten Rice at "The Crestview" restaurant, a favorite spot for the city's affluent crowd.

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Colten Rice was more confident than ever. He had this extraordinary knack for predicting outcomes, and whatever he said seemed to come true. Before he was even born, when his mother Katie was pregnant, his father Donald Rice was deceived by friends and went bankrupt. With the little money he had left, he went to Las Vegas to try his luck. Just as he received the news that Katie had given birth, he hit the jackpot. Overcome with emotion, Donald wept and declared that Colten was his lucky charm. With those winnings, he rebuilt his fortune.

When I first met Colten, I was sitting on the sidewalk, crying my eyes out. My dad had become infatuated with another woman, as if bewitched. Not only did he want to divorce my mom, but he also used underhanded tactics to leave her destitute. My mom loved him deeply, which led to her severe depression. I tried pleading with my dad to remember their past and not destroy us completely, but he coldly pushed me to the ground.

Colten extended his hand and said, "A fortune teller once told me I'm like a walking good luck charm. Take my hand, and you'll find fortune. Betrayers soon face their karma." Amazingly, his words came true. Just two days later, my dad died in a car accident. His pregnant mistress lost the baby due to shock. My mom and I became the sole heirs to my dad’s estate. She even took legal action and reclaimed the assets he had given to his mistress. At that moment, I saw Colten as a guardian angel.

He would later gently ruffle my hair and say with a smile, "Melina, stick with me, and you'll live a life of peace and prosperity." I became his constant companion. I went everywhere he did. His many friends all wanted to bask in his supposed good fortune. Colten referred to me as his sister, and his friends treated me like family.

I had to admit, Colten’s presence was a beacon during my turbulent adolescence. From then on, there were no more fights around me, no more disillusionment, and no more fear of being left behind. At the age of 20, Colten and I got engaged. Donald and Katie were thrilled with me. My mom hired a professional manager to run my dad's company and, with her sharp investment skills, kept our family assets firmly among the city's elite. Being an only child, the future inheritance was all mine.

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I sat motionless in the living room of Alexander's penthouse, my eyes fixed on the massive screen that dominated the wall. The champagne in my glass remained untouched, growing warm in my trembling hand as I watched the man I'd given everything to slip a diamond ring onto another woman's finger. The camera zoomed in on Alexander's face as he smiled at Victoria Blackwood—that practiced, charming smile I once believed was reserved only for me. His voice carried through the speakers, filling our shared space with promises that were never meant for me. "With this ring, I pledge my future to you, Victoria." My fingers unconsciously drifted to my own bare ring finger, tracing the empty space where I'd once imagined his ring would sit. Three years of my life, trapped in this gilded cage, and what did I have to show for it? Bruises that had faded. A leg that still ached when it rained—a permanent reminder of my last failed attempt to escape him. On screen, New York's elite applauded as Alexander sealed his engagement with a kiss. Victoria's triumphant eyes seemed to find the camera—find me—as if she knew exactly where I was watching from.

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Chasing His Divorced Wife

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Elara spent three years invisible in her marriage to billionaire Damien Cross. When he hands her divorce papers, she disappears without a fight. Six months later, an accident steals Damien's memory of the past five years. He doesn't remember his ex-wife, but he can't stop searching for the woman with sad eyes who haunts his dreams. When he finds Elara thriving in Seattle, she refuses to let him back in. But this Damien is nothing like the cold husband she remembers, and as he uncovers their past, devastating secrets emerge. Can you forgive someone who doesn't remember breaking you?

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He Destroyed His Own Empire's Creator

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My husband, Colton, the Wall Street mogul, slid annulment papers across the table, coldly discarding me and our unborn child. He thought he was getting rid of a useless wife, but he was actually throwing away the secret architect of his entire empire. Now, I'm ready to make him pay for every insult, every lie, and every single secret I've kept. For three years, eight months pregnant, I secretly saved Colton's ten-billion-dollar company from collapse, enduring a cold, transactional marriage. One night, he shattered that illusion, serving annulment papers and callously discarding me and our unborn child. I signed, leaving luxury behind. Exposing his butler's fraud, I escaped. Colton later found his wedding ring gone and, on his desk, my SEC compliance fixes—proof I was his hidden genius. Blindsided, he realized he’d destroyed his own empire. His mother then called, gloating. The injustice ignited a fierce resolve within me. The next morning, I launched Kidd Legal Consulting. I'd use forty-seven folders of Farmer Capital's un-patched loopholes to force a fair settlement, securing my daughter's future.

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Jilted Bride's Comeback: A Billionaire Queen

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My wedding to Ethan Reed was just weeks away. After seven years, I was certain of our perfect future. Then, Ethan claimed "selective amnesia" from a head injury, forgetting only me. I tried to make him remember, until I overheard his video call. "Total genius move," he boasted to friends. His amnesia was a fake "hall pass" to pursue influencer Chloe Vance before our wedding. Heartbroken, I feigned belief. I endured his open flirting with Chloe and their taunting selfies. He mocked my distress, prioritizing Chloe's fake emergency. After an accident he caused, he abandoned me, injured, choosing to send Chloe to the hospital first. He even tried to cut me off financially. How could my fiancé be this cruel, calculating monster? His betrayal poisoned every memory. I felt like a fool for trusting such boundless cruelty. His audacity left me reeling. But I wouldn’t be his victim. Instead of breaking, a cold plan formed. I would shed my identity, become Olivia Carter. I would disappear, leaving him, my past, and his engagement ring behind forever, claiming my freedom.

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My Engagement Dress Mailed To His True Love

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I'd been in love with Tanner for five years, making him the center of my universe. But after he denied our relationship for the hundredth time, I decided it was time to let go. I stopped asking him to bring me to his friends' gatherings and, as he wanted, gave up my role as his secretary to his childhood friend and quit the job. I even sent our engagement dress to the woman he truly considered his fiancée. When he erupted in anger, I quietly responded, "Mr. Fox, we're just regular friends." Tanner’s past words were like a boomerang, now hitting him hard, while I learned that loving myself was more important than loving anyone else, and I wouldn’t look back. Walking down the deserted street in my four-inch heels, my mind was a haze. I didn’t see the bicycle coming until it knocked me to the ground. My knee was scraped, and the new shoes blistered my feet. The cyclist quickly jumped off, helping me to a nearby bench.

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Reborn And Pampered: The Genius Heiress Returns

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I am the biological daughter of the wealthy Fitzpatrick family, but I spent my childhood eating out of dumpsters. When I was finally brought back to the estate at age seven, I thought I would experience my parents' love. Instead, my biological parents looked at my dirty clothes with raw disgust. They only cared about Hallie, the fake daughter who lived like a princess. The moment I walked in, Hallie hurled a heavy ceramic cup at my head, slicing my hand open. "Get out of my house!" My father didn't even look at the blood. He raised his hand to strike me, accusing me of bringing trailer park rules into his home. In my past life, I dropped to my knees and begged for their forgiveness. I endured their abuse, hoping they would eventually love me. But they let the maids humiliate me, let Hallie steal my identity, and eventually threw me back onto the streets to die. Even my playboy Uncle Byron, the only person who ever showed me mercy, was driven to suicide by them. I didn't understand why my own flesh and blood hated me so much, or why a vicious liar deserved everything while I was treated like a jinx. Opening my eyes again, I was back on the exact day I first returned to the estate. As my father raised his hand to hit me, I didn't cower. Instead, I looked at the family patriarch and pointed directly at my notorious, alcoholic uncle. "I want him to be my new guardian."

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