I Became Retarded For My Husband, While He Was Loving Others

Bella's mental age froze at 3 after saving Ethan from a crash; he married her but later cheated with Sophia . Bella recovered mentally but hid it after seeing Ethan with Sophia. Ethan lied he saw her as "family," while Sophia sabotaged Bella . Bella planned to leave, but Ethan locked her up and even let a fire trap her. Ethan realized Bella's gone, found her letter, and spiraled. He abandoned his wedding to find Bella, only to see her with Sean.

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"Ethan, what do you really feel for Poppy?"

I stood on the stairs.

"I love her, but I have needs too," Hawk Ethan's voice was low and cold.

"Then why can't she satisfy them?"

"Would you feel that way about your own kid?" he shot back.

"She's not actually a child, but I know exactly when to pick her up to play, when to kiss her pout to soothe her. After taking care of her for three years, she's like my daughter. Who would cross that line with someone they see as family?"

I gripped the stair railing tightly and sank to my knees. The pain from the accident came flooding back.

"But she's getting better, she follows the doctor's orders every day for her recovery."

"Can she be as... understanding of intimacy as other women? No!"

Hawk Ethan's tone was filled with frustration.

"I love her, I can't live without her, but that doesn't mean I can't take care of my needs. Her mental age is only eight; she'll never understand this stuff, and I'll never let her find out."

Clutching the report, I fled to my room, covered my ears, and let the tears flow.

So his feelings for me had long turned from love to family, and he could justify cheating so casually.

I stuffed the report into my drawer, one thought burning in my mind: if he didn't want me to know the truth, then I'd make sure he never found out where I'd gone.

I dodged the bodyguards Hawk Ethan had assigned to me and quietly handled the immigration paperwork.

Our "marriage" had just been a formality. We'd never even registered legally. That loophole gave me the perfect chance to leave for good. In three weeks, I'd be gone.

When I returned to the villa, I found all the bodyguards and servants kneeling on the ground. My heart raced, and I grabbed my pink backpack and rushed inside.

"Poppy!" Hawk Ethan pulled me into his arms, checking me for injuries.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you tell me? Do you know how worried I was?"

"Shawn Bailey ran away, I went to find him," I lied, staring at the floor.

Shawn Bailey was the puppy he'd given me. I put on my childish act, and he sighed helplessly. "Don't do that again."

"Yeah, Ethan cut his meeting short to come find you," a familiar voice said.

I looked up in shock,it was the woman from earlier!

"Poppy, this is Sophia Blake. She'll be your tutor from now on. Call her Ms. Sandra Sullivan," Hawk Ethan said.

"I don't need a tutor!" I balled my hands into fists at my sides.

Was he really treating me like a fool?

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Trapped in a sinking car, Grace watched in horror as her husband, Mark, chose to rescue his mistress over her. Miraculously surviving the ordeal, Grace finally sees his true colors and demands a divorce. Now free from his betrayal, she begins a new life, only to find herself pursued by a powerful billionaire who has secretly loved her for years. As Mark regrets his choice, Grace must decide if she is ready to open her heart to someone new.

Billionaire Modern Romance

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Blood and Roses.

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Frozen Cargo, A Betrayed Wife

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My husband made me ride in the freezing cargo hold because his mistress wanted peace and quiet. I died back there, clutching the "vitamins" she gave me, while they laughed in the front seat. It wasn't until my frozen body was found that Atlas realized he had just killed his own wife and unborn child. Ten years ago, I saved Atlas from a car crash that left me with the mind of a child. He hated me for it. He treated me like a burden and let his mistress, Kacie, feed me high-dose abortion pills disguised as health supplements. When the police uncovered the truth, Atlas' s world shattered. He discovered Kacie had never been pregnant-but I was. Consumed by a belated, violent rage, he executed Kacie with his own hands and demanded the death penalty for himself. He thought death would be his redemption. He thought he could find me on the other side and make amends. But when his spirit finally reached out to mine, begging for forgiveness, I didn't feel the love I had yearned for in life. I felt nothing. "Go away, Atlas," I whispered, watching his soul crumble. "I'm finally free."

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He Chose The Mistress, I Chose Freedom

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"The child is mine." My husband, the Capo of the Chicago Outfit, announced to the world, his hand resting protectively on his mistress's stomach. He was lying to save her life, but in doing so, he signed the death warrant for the baby growing inside me. Just hours before, I had finally gotten the positive test we had prayed for over five years. But Dante chose to claim a traitor's bastard as his heir. When I tried to confront him, he dismissed me cold-heartedly. "It's a strategic lie, Elena. You aren't pregnant, so it doesn't matter." He didn't know. Later, when an accident left his mistress critical, he dragged me to the hospital. He forced me to donate my blood to save her, ignoring my ghostly pallor. He didn't know I was already bleeding out. He didn't know I had just come from the clinic, where I had removed the "complication" he made me feel ashamed of. He thought he was being noble. He didn't realize he was killing his own son to save another man's lie. On the night of the gala celebrating his "heir," I left a white box on his desk and vanished. Inside was a medical report: *Termination of Pregnancy. 8 Weeks. Father: Dante Moretti.* By the time he read it, I was already gone.

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Heartbroken By My Deceitful Savior, Healed By My Arranged Groom

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Rising From Ash: The Mafia Queen Returns

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To my husband, I was just a political bridge, a treaty with a heartbeat. While I sat alone in our cold estate, hiding the child growing inside me, Dante spent his days comforting his late brother's wife, Vanessa. He treated her like porcelain and me like furniture. The breaking point came the night I went into labor. Dante didn't hold my hand. He ran out of the clinic to comfort Vanessa over a fake emergency, leaving me and his unborn heir alone in the cold sterile room. So, I decided to give him exactly what he deserved: a ghost. I staged my death in the storm, leaving behind nothing but signed divorce papers and a tiny, mud-stained onesie. When Dante returned, he was told I died screaming his name. He spent months digging through the wreckage of the lighthouse with his bare hands, sobbing into the mud, finally realizing he had sacrificed his diamond for a stone. He discovered too late that I wasn't just a submissive wife—I was the secret daughter of Don Stefano, the most dangerous man in Europe. It took him three years to find me again. He fell to his knees at my feet, covered in grime, begging to meet his son. "I will fix this," he wept. "I will give you everything." I looked down at him from the steps of my private jet, flanked by my own army. "You can't fix what you broke, Dante," I said coldly. "If you ever come near my son again, I won't send a lawyer. I will send a war."

Mafia Modern Romance

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