His Ex-Wife Came Back-Stronger
"Listen, I'm tired of this marriage. We only got married because I needed a wife to secure my CEO position, and now that it's settled, you're not useful to me anymore." My husband, Dale, said to my face, nothing close to guilt flashing in his expression.
And that was when I knew... I really was nothing to him.
With tears in my eyes, I signed the divorce papers and left.
Left his house. Left his family. Left his life.
But not without a promise to myself. A promise that no matter what, I would come back. I would come back stronger.
The nobody they see me as, will come back as somebody.
Somebody they'd all need.
.......
Chloe Dave thought life loved her when she got married to Dale Beldson, the hottest man on earth and her long crush.
That was proven wrong, when what was supposed to be a happy marriage, turned to a depressing one, with a husband that rarely acknowledged her existence.
Still, she held on to the hope that if he'd chosen to marry her, there'd be something in there. Some emotions in there.
That died the moment his bestfriend, Nora framed her for laundry and attempted murder, and he chose to believe Nora over her.
Even after all her pleas, he still refused to give heed to her.
He saw her as a nobody.
His family saw her as one.
That was when Chloe vowed to come back and shock the world.
Shock Dale Beldson, her ex-husband.
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Chapter 4
"A divorce?" I sniffed in. "Dale, you can't do this. I've loved you for so long already. I've endured a lot, all for this marriage-"
"You should be lucky I didn't let anyone know when I found out this morning and instead just told the lawyer to make the papers." His grip on me tightened, eyes sharp, burning with anger.
"It's Nora plotting evil." I blurted quickly, desperate for him to believe me.
"Enough with that nonsense and just sign." He dropped my hand, his broad shoulders squaring as if I was nothing more than a nuisance..
"But... you should know this isn't the type of thing I'd do." I muttered, my voice cracking. I already knew no one would believe me.
If Dale didn't... then who else would?
My husband didn't believe me.
Still, I decided to give it one last try. "Please believe me."
"Sign it." He said more firmly, retrieving the divorce papers from the suitcase and handing them to me. "Or go to jail."
"Bu-"
"I'm already tired of this marriage as it is. I've gotten my CEO position so you're not needed anymore."
The words hit harder than any hammer would.
He just admitted to using me.
I'd known that was the reason we got married, but I at least thought he had some feelings in there.
Some love in there.
But the words proved me wrong.
I was just a tool to him. I had always been one, and I probably would always be one.
After everything. All the insults from his family, family friends.
After me letting go of all my friends to follow him.
It all ended with him still seeing me as a useless cheap commodity who'd steal from him.
If this was how marriage was, then I didn't want to be a part of it.
I never wanted to be a part of it.
That made me dry off my tears and take the papers, dropping them on a table beside me and placing my signature everywhere it was needed, then I handed it to him.
"Here. I'll stop being a bother. Goodbye."
Probably the last words I'd ever tell him.
Then I walked past him, to where his family were.
Their insults were instant like they'd practiced it before my arrival.
"Such a bitch..."
"Dale should've let her rot in jail..."
"Dogs like her only know how to spread their legs for men..."
"She's just like her parents, useless till their downfall..."
"You all should just let her be," that was Nora's voice, "we all knew nothing good could ever come out of her."
All the while, I didn't stop. Just walked out of the mansion, but Nora's words stuck.
'Nothing good could ever come out of her.'
They really thought nothing good could ever come out of me.
And that day, I vowed to prove them wrong.
Once out, I stopped the first cab who drove me straight to Emery's place.
I wasn't going to go back to Dale's place. Not even to get my belongings.
The moment the car stopped in front of her house, I got down, rushing to give the door a knock.
When I got no reply, I gave it another try, fighting back tears very badly.
"Who's that?" Her voice called, before shuffling of feet could be heard, then the door opened. "Chloe? What are you-? What happened?"
Seeing her poured the tears out, and I rushed to wrap my arms around her.
She quickly hugged back, that elder sister instinct covering me as I soaked her robe with tears.
"Come. Come, have a seat." She closed the door, then wrapped an arm around my shoulders, gently leading me to the couch where she sat, then I took the space beside her, leaning my head against her shoulder.
"Dale and I... just got a divorce."
"What? Why?"
"Because of that bitch, Nora." I sniffed in, then began explaining it all to her.
The scandal. Me being framed for plotting the murder of Dale.
My so-called boyfriend who I was sure probably didn't exist.
It could very much have been AI. Even the audio of me talking to this guy.
Everything could have been AI.
"Yet no one believed me." The tears just won't stop coming. "Not even Dale."
"I've always had a bad feeling about him." She gently patted my hair, brushing her fingers into it as a soothing way of comfort. "It's alright."
"It's not. I hate Nora than ever, but I'll still have to see her face again even after all she's done these past years." Because obviously if Emery was going to marry Nora's brother, then there was no way I wouldn't be seeing her.
"You won't have to." She continued. "I'll break up with him."
My eyes widened as I stared up at her through my tears. "No, you-you shouldn't."
"I do, as long as it keeps you happy." She wrapped me in a hug.
Maybe it was because of how emotional I was at that moment, but that was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me and I could not love her more that night.
'Nothing good could ever come out of her.'
Nora's words once again came back to me.
I would prove her wrong.
I would prove all of them wrong.
"Emery," I whispered, lifting my tear-streaked face. "I want to take over Dad's company. The one that flopped."
She pulled back slightly, eyes widening. "But... it would need a lot of experience and help to get it running again."
"And I will do that." My voice was steady now. No more trembling. No more weakness. "I don't care how long it takes. I'll make that company better than anything else."
A small smile tugged at her lips. "Then you'll need help. Let me contact Cole."
That day, I vowed to make them regret how they treated me.
I would make all of them regret it.
Even Dale.
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But when Cordelia finally met the little boy, her blood ran completely cold.
The boy was the exact baby she was told she had miscarried four years ago. And the billionaire handing her the marriage contract was the same stranger who had taken him.
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After two years of a loveless marriage, Maria Lewis was handed a cold divorce agreement. But she didn't leave quietly. She gave James Bennett one last drink, seduced him for a final night, and disappeared-secretly pregnant with his child.
Five years later, Maria returns as a powerful member of a secret organization, with two adorable kids and an identity he never saw coming. She's no longer the woman who once begged for his love. She's confident, untouchable, and completely out of his league.
Now, the man who once looked down on her clings to her, desperate to win her back.
But Maria has her own plans: protect her children, crush her enemies, and make James regret every choice he made.
She left with nothing, but returned with power, babies, and no mercy.
8.4
In a city of ambition and glittering skyscrapers, he rules with cold precision. She lives untethered, bringing warmth and chaos into his ordered world. When the free-spirited intern and the unyielding CEO cross paths, office politics, hidden desires, and long-buried secrets collide. Can love survive in a world of power, control, and risk-or will their hearts remain trapped behind glass walls?
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After I discovered his affair with a woman whose college tuition I was paying, he staged our daughter's kidnapping to lure me into a trap.
I woke up in a hospital, my legs amputated, my womb removed, a permanent cripple.
My husband, Eugene, played the part of the grieving spouse perfectly, promising police he' d find the monsters responsible.
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7.2
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But he shoved right past me. He saved her.
Through the chlorinated water, I heard his voice, sharp and clear for everyone to hear. "Your life is no longer my problem."
The world went silent. My love for him died in that pool.
But the final humiliation came a week later, at a high-stakes poker game. He kissed her in front of everyone, a brutal, public execution of my worth.
Then he looked straight at me, his voice booming across the silent room. "She's a much better kisser than you ever were."
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My love, my pain, my heartbreak—it was all just a game to him.
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No intimacy.
No feelings involved.
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What she doesn't know is that this marriage was never business to him.
He has loved her for years-quietly, painfully-waiting for a chance that finally came disguised as a contract.
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