
Hate You as much as I Love You
What would a woman do if one day she is waiting for her husband to tell him the news of her pregnancy but he comes home with another woman who is pregnant with his child?
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Ariadne had a perfect life until her mother died in a car accident and her father remarried, bringing a stepmother and stepsister into her life. Once adored by all, Ariadne became an eyesore to everyone, including her father. Her stepmother and stepsister took everything from her.
However, she lost it when their eyes fell on Xander, the sole heir of the richest family in the country and her childhood love. When rumors of Crystal, her step sister and Xander's dating spread, Ariadne used her everything to force Xander into marrying her.
Despite pouring her heart and soul into the marriage Ariadne failed to make Xander reciprocate her feelings. Their loveless marriage came to an end when Crystal returned in their lives.
With a broken heart, Ariadne left the city with a secret and rebuild her life.
Five years later, she returned as a successful interior designer to design her ex-husband's new mansion. But this time, what she saw in Xander's eyes for herself was not hatred. It was something else.
She came face to face with the same people who had wronged her in the past. They still held resentment towards her. But this time Ariadne vowed to strike back at her bullies.
Many secrets were revealed in the process that made Xander regret his past actions. He determined to win Ariadne back.
BUT Will Ariadne be able to forget their past and get back together with Xander or She will choose someone else?
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Chapter 2
Xander walked into the mansion, ignoring Ariadne's warm smile.
"Hey Aria, sorry I came unannounced."Crystal smiled politely at Ariadne.
"What are you doing here?" Ariadne couldn't hide her displeasure upon seeing Crystal with Xander.
"I will tell you, but may I atleast enter?" Crystal kept her sweet smile and polite demeanor intact.
"She came with me; be courteous to your guests." Xander's harsh and warning voice came from behind.
"I am sorry, please come inside." Ariadne said finally.
She didn't miss the faint smirk on Crystal's face before she entered the house.
After some time, Xander, Ariadne and Crystal sat down to dinner.
Crystal kept talking to Xander about some business matter, completely ignoring Ariadne.
Ariadne's heart ached every time Xander used a gentle tone with Crystal. He never talked to her like this.
"Xander! I got the Blue Mall contract."
"Congratulations."
"Thank you; I am very excited. This is my first contract as a CEO. I will come to you if I need help. You will not refuse me, will you?"
"No."
Ariadne knew exactly what Crystal was trying to do. She never failed to demonstrate her capabilities and how worthless Ariadne was in comparison to her.
Ariadne was a worthless housewife living a luxurious life on her husband's money, whereas Crystal was a highly talented independent girl. A successful businessman like Xander, would prefer to have Crystal as his wife rather than Ariadne.
"Oh, Aria, I forgot." Crystal blurted, which made Aria snap out of her reverie.
"I have come here to invite you to my celebration party, as the new CEO of Miller group. As my sister, you must come." taking out an invitation card from her handbag she handed it to Ariadne.
"I have already given Xander his invitation card."
After taking the card Ariadne looked at it. However, the fact that she had given Xander a separate invitation card caught her attention.
"You didn't congratulate Crystal on her achivement, Ariadne." Xander pointed out in a rough voice.
Ariadne looked at him. She felt humiliated in her own house by them.
"Sorry I forgot. Congratulations, Crystal. I will not miss it." swallowing the lump in her throat Ariadne uttered the words.
"Thank you Aria."
No one said anything after that.
After dinner, Xander went into his study to retrieve a file from his desk. He was searching through the files when a soft voice came from behind.
"Are you staying the night here today?"
He paused for a moment after hearing the voice, gritting his teeth.
"No." He resumed looking through the files.
"Did you enjoy the food today?" Ariadne asked nervously.
She spent a lot of time preparing his favourite dishes.
"Yes." he replied absently.
"I prepared them."
"Why don't you stay the night here today? I will make your favourite breakfast tommorrow." holding her breath, she added as there was no response from him.
He came here after a few months, so she was hoping he would stay.
"I have plenty of excellent cooks in my penthouse and they can cook better than you."
She felt dejected. She wanted to spend some time with him. She yearned to get to know him more and express her love to him. However, he had never given her the opportunity.
"Since you don't come here very often, please stay tonight." she made another attemt. The desperation could be seen in her pleading.
Xander paused. He turned around and approached Ariadne where she was standing.
His abrupt act startled Ariadne. She stepped back a little.
"Are you really that frustrated, Ariadne?"
She gulped with fear. He stood very close to her.
"Are you that much frustrated to spend a night with me, that you started to beg now?" He gritted his teeth.
She shook her head, understanding what he meant by spending the night with him.
Xander placed his finger on her lips just as she was about to explain.
"I know what you want; afterall, we have been married for two years and I have not even touched you once."
Ariadne's eyes widened with disbelief at how wrong he thought of her. He looked down at her body, from head to toe. Ariadne felt an unbearable pain and insult.
"You are not bad, but not good enough for me." She stiffened.
"You disgust me, Ariadne." he whispered into her ear.
She shut her eyes, which were now moist.
"But, since you are so frustrated, I have a suggestion for you." He moved closer.
"There are plenty of men around; they might like you. You are not that bad and you are quite famous in that. Don't you?" he said before stepping back.
Her voice got stuck in her throat. She had never felt so humiliated. Emma and Crystal spread many scandals to damage Ariadne's reputation. Some of them included men. What hurt Ariadne most was that even her own father believed them.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as Ariadne openned her eyes to meet the man's gaze.
Xander gently picked a drop of tear from her cheek with his finger and blew it into the air before turning and leaving the room.
Ariadne stood there like a statue. She was too numb to move an inch.
"Did you get the file?"came Crystal's voice from outside.
"Yes." Xander replied.
"Wait, where is Aria?"
"Don't mind her. She is not coming. Let's go now, I will drop you." was their final conversation before the sound of the main door opening and closing was heard.
........
It's the day Crystal was throwing her celebration party.
Together with Jennifer, Ariadne entered the venue. The place was exquisitely decorated. It's Blue Star hotel, one of Blake Corporation's high restaurants.
They passed through the hallway while people stared at them. Ariadne kept her head low, avoiding the gazes of others.
The guests were all well-known businessmen from Zavion City.
Almost none of them knew Ariadne as she had not established herself in the business world or in any other field. Only a few of their family friends and relatives were able to identify her.
However, Ariadne was well aware that everyone disliked her. They described her as a spoilt brat who used to waste her father's money and was now wasting her husband's money. They didn't consider Ariadne to be worthy of Xander as well. They believed Crystal was ideal for him.
After they found a comfortable spot, Ariadne's gaze wandered around the hall in search of a particular person. It didn't take her long to find him.
He was dressed in his usual business attire, a white shirt and a black coat and he looked attractively handsome as always.
However, the presence of the woman beside him broke Ariadne's heart. Crystal was dressed in a stunning red gown and was speaking with some businessmen while Xander stood beside her. She looked stunning and Ariadne could tell that people admired her based on their comments.
Xander's eyes shot towards Ariadne as if he sensed her gaze on him. They held eye contact for a moment before Xander looked away unbothered. Ariadne didn't have the courage to aproach him after their last encounter.
"He didn't even give you a smile. How rude!" Jennifer whispered.
"It's nothing new Jennie."
"Hey, Ariadne, come on here." Crystal spotted them as well. She waved to them. Ariadne went hesitantly. Jennifer trailed behind her.
"This is Ariadne, my sister." Crystal introduced her to the guests who were there. They said hello to each other.
Xander didn't bother to introduce her as his wife to them. He looked unfazed.
"Do you run the family business as well?" one of them asked Ariadne.
"No, I am a house wife."
"Oh, you are already married."
"She doesn't have any interest in business." Crystal interjected.
"Hey, You are Mr. Blake's wife, right?" a woman asked after examining Ariadne for a while.
Xander pretended not to hear anything. She felt disappointed.
"Yes." Ariadne replied.
"Oh, I see."
They stared at her with criticism in their eyes. It's obvious they didn't think she was deserving of Xander.
"I have heard that you spent a long time abroad." the woman added.
"I went for study." Ariadne furrowed her brows.
She was interested in design and went abroad to study the subject. However, Emma and Crystal spread rumors that she went abroad to live a lavish life, away from her family's restriction.
"Oh, what did you study?"
"Design."
"Oh." she said dismissively, as if it had made no impression on her.
"You are the older daughter, and you are a talented woman with unrivaled beauty. I am surprised that Mr. Blake married your younger sister instead of you." the woman looked at Crystal.
"Don't mind my words Mrs. Blake, I don't mean to offend you; I am just curious."
"Why don't you tell them why I married you?" at this point Xander spoke.
Ariadne looked at him, meeting his mocking gaze and faint smirk. She couldn't believe that Xander was attempting to embarrass her infront of all those people.
"Grandpa had our marriage fixed when we were younger." she replied after sometime. Sweat began to fill her face.
"Grandpa?" the woman looked confused.
"Mr. William Blake."
"Oh, that explains why."
"You look stunning Miss Crystal. Mr. Blake must be regretting marrying your sister instead of you."
The woman was Crystal's close acquaintance, so she must have known everything about them as she continued to insult Ariadne indirectly.
"You are too much, Mrs. Garner." Crystal blushed and lowered her face.
Jennifer rolled her eyes.
Ariadne began to feel uncomfortable standing there.
It's true that compared to her, Crystal looked more gorgeous. Ariadne used to be one of the most attractive girls of Zavion City. However, ever since she became Mrs. Blake, she had been depressed due to constant heartbreak. Sleepless nights had resulted in dark circles around her eyes.
She also lost weight. She no longer resembled the Ariadne that she once was, either physically or mentally.
"I am kidding, of course." the woman laughed.
The people then engaged in their conversation, completely ignoring Ariadne.
"Excuse us gentlemen." saying that, Ariadne left the group. She had enough of their nonsense.
They overheard a lot of gossips as they moved through the crowd.
"I have never seen Mr. Blake bring his wife with him to a public event. Look in this party as well. Mr. Blake is not with his wife, but with Miss Crystal and other guests."
"I think the rumours that Mr. Blake doesn't love his wife are true."
"Who could possibly love a girl like that?"
"Take a look at her sister, Miss Crystal; not only is she gorgeous, but she is also a successful woman. She even assumed leadership of the company and extended a helping hand to her father. Mr. Miller must be proud to have such a daughter. She has made her parents proud."
"She invited us to humiliate you." Jennifer was furious.
"What does She think she is? Xander's wife?"
"But Xander doesn't appear to be bothered by her antics. He is even supporting her." Ariadne sighed tiredly.
"He should be with you, not her. He didn't even acknowledge your presence."
Through the whole party Ariadne and Jennifer stayed in a corner.
While everyone praised Crystal for her achievements, they didn't hide their dislike for Ariadne.
However, nobody brought up the fact that she was the rightful heir of Aaron Miller as his only biological daughter. But her father gave the position to Crystal.
It's true that Ariadne had never involved herself in the family business as she was not interested in business. Nevertheless, her family didn't even consider to let her know about their decision.
It appeared that Crystal would have been given the position even if Ariadne had expressed interest. Thus, she didn't say anything about it.
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7.6
The heavy prison gates clanged shut, ending three years. I scanned the empty lot for Julian, my fiancé. Deserted.
Biting December wind my only welcome. Calls to Julian, father, mother: unanswered/disconnected.
Shivering, Julian's tracker showed an unfamiliar Long Island estate. A freezing cab left me penniless; I walked through the blizzard. Through a mansion window, I saw Julian, my stepsister Clara, a small boy—a perfect family. Julian, who hated children, doted on him, and Clara wore *my* engagement ring.
I overheard Julian's call: he, my father, conspired to frame me for Clara’s medical error, saving their company and future. My family hadn't just abandoned me; they plotted my destruction.
A delayed text from Julian popped up, lying about a "cross-border meeting," promising to pick me up tomorrow. Despair vanished, replaced by a cold, terrifying smile. Typing "Understood," I turned from their stolen life, walking into the blizzard, fueled by burning rage.

8.8
Elizbeth married the wealthy heir Carlton Wilkinson to save her grandfather's life's work.
But on their wedding night, instead of a loving husband, she faced a cold tyrant. He forced her to sign a brutal prenup, stripped her of all family rights, and banished her to a dingy guest room.
He was convinced she was just a pathetic, gold-digging liar.
When a catastrophic pain attack drove Carlton to smash his own head against the wall, Elizbeth rushed in to save him using her specialized acupuncture. She risked her life to calm his spasming nerves.
But the moment he woke up, he nearly choked her to death. He threw her against the wall, bleeding and bruised, accusing her of using cheap parlor tricks to poison him.
The next morning, his greedy relatives openly mocked her cheap clothes, waiting like vultures for Carlton to drop dead so they could steal his fortune.
Elizbeth was humiliated and terrified, but she soon discovered a classified secret.
Carlton was a former Delta Force operator slowly going mad from an undetectable weaponized biotoxin. The poison made him paranoid and violent. He would rather die in agony than accept help from a woman he despised.
Begged by his desperate grandfather, Elizbeth knew she had to cure him in the shadows.
At 1:00 AM, she slipped a heavy, odorless sedative into his water and sneaked into his pitch-black bedroom to begin the detox.
But as her silver needle hovered over his skin, a massive hand shot out and pinned her violently to the mattress.
"How much did they pay you to poison me?" he hissed in the dark, his eyes wide awake and blazing with murderous fury.

7.6
I was once the untouchable heiress to the Schroeder empire, until a corporate fraud conviction stripped away my life and threw me into federal prison for five brutal years.
On the day of my release, I stepped out into the freezing rain only to realize I had been utterly abandoned by everyone I loved.
My family sent no one. My former best friends blocked my number, and high-society women took photos of my shivering, pathetic state for laughs. To survive, I made a desperate deal to act as the fake fiancée of Kayden Washington, a ruthless, disgraced billionaire fighting his own blood. But the moment we joined forces, the nightmare escalated. Our safehouse was ransacked, we were hunted by tactical hitmen in the dark, and my adoptive brother stole my dead mother's diary just to bribe me into leaving New York forever. Worse, the digital trail of my framing traced back to a top-tier operative manipulating both our families from the shadows.
I didn't understand why my own family had sacrificed me like a worthless pawn to ignite a massive, invisible war. What dark secret was I actually taking the fall for?
Just as Kayden and I prepared to burn both empires to the ground, a mysterious courier dropped a package at my door. Inside rested the Schroeder Patriarch's solid gold ring—the ultimate symbol of absolute power—sent directly to me, the disgraced exile.
"They took your past, but I will give you the power to forge a new future."
The game hadn't just changed. The board had been flipped, and I was going back to take the throne.

8.7
I was pregnant with the future heir of the Blackwood Pack, but my fated mate, Alpha Gavin, was nowhere to be found when sharp, tearing agony ripped through my swollen belly.
Instead of rushing to my side, he was in a luxury penthouse with his mistress, Piper.
When I desperately called his human number for help, it was Piper who answered the phone.
"I'm Piper. His future Luna."
Minutes later, I received a leaked audio file of Gavin promising to formally reject me the moment our pup was born.
Before the heartbreak could even set in, my armored SUV was violently rammed off the road by a massive truck.
It wasn't an accident. It was a targeted hit paid for by Piper's pack.
I woke up in the clinic with an empty womb. My pup was dead.
Gavin didn't even show up. He just mind-linked the butler to say he was "too busy" to deal with my loss.
He let his mistress murder our child and treated me like disposable trash, assuming my grief would make me a weak, compliant victim.
He thought he could just bury my trauma and move on with his perfect new life.
He was wrong.
I faked my own death in a fiery crash, leaving him with nothing but my signed rejection papers and the bloody receipt proving his mistress hired the killers.
Now, armed with a new identity and untraceable wealth, I am stepping out of the shadows.
I am going to bankrupt their packs from the inside out and make my former Alpha watch his empire burn.

7.5
Elena Vale's life is carefully controlled, molded by strict family expectations and an arranged marriage she never wanted. But the night before her wedding, a shocking betrayal turns her world upside down. One scandalous mistake leaves her publicly humiliated, her engagement broken, and her future uncertain.
Just when all hope seems lost, Adrian Blackwood, a powerful and enigmatic billionaire, offers her a lifeline: a contract marriage. Thrust into a world of wealth, power, and danger, Elena must navigate his dominance, protect her independence, and confront those who seek to destroy her.
As tension and attraction build between them, Elena discovers her own strength and resilience, while Adrian reveals sides of himself he has long kept hidden. Together, they face betrayal, ambition, and jealousy, learning that love can emerge from the most unexpected circumstances.
In the end, Elena claims her dignity, her future, and a love forged on her own terms.

9.0
For years, I exhausted myself trying to be the perfect, obedient heiress of the ultra-wealthy Carlisle family.
But my reward wasn't their love. Instead, I was abruptly branded a fake, thrown out of the estate, and sent to a brutal black-site prison to take the fall for someone else's crimes.
My cold CEO brother, Julian, didn't lift a finger to save me. My carefully selected boyfriend, Connor, sold me out without a second thought.
In that maximum-security cell, I was stripped of my dignity. I ate moldy, insect-infested bread, and my soft hands were covered in thick, ugly scars from fighting off murderers.
I watched inmates get beaten half to death over a single cracker, while my so-called family continued their pristine, luxurious lives on the outside.
"She's just a parasite, let her rot."
I died in that dark cell, completely abandoned. The sheer exhaustion of trying to please them, of trying to be flawless, washed over my final moments like a physical sickness.
I didn't understand why my absolute loyalty was repaid with such ruthless cruelty.
Then, water rushed out of my lungs in a violent, burning surge.
I opened my eyes to the pristine blue pool of the Carlisle estate, my body completely unscarred. I had reverted to being fifteen again.
This time, I was done playing the perfect daughter. If my fate was a prison cell, I was going to spend my remaining freedom tearing their perfect world apart.