I Gave Him My Kidney, He Gave Her My Children.

"Get this useless woman out of my sight," Liam sneered, his arm wrapped tightly around Maya's waist. I stood in the foyer of the home I built, clutching my left side where an eight-inch surgical incision still seeped blood into my bandages. Just seven days ago, I lay on a cold operating table, surrendering my kidney to save his life from terminal organ failure. But while I remained in a postoperative coma, his first love strutted into the ward, handed the chief surgeon a stack of cash, and forged her name on my donor certificate. Now, my five-year-old twins clung to Maya's skirt, glaring at me like I was a beggar. They dragged my suitcase down the stairs and kicked it onto the driveway. My fingers curled around the crumpled, blood-stained original consent form hidden inside my pocket.

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"Grab her arms," the taller guard instructed his partner.

Rough hands clamped down on my biceps. The men wore matching black suits, their expressions vacant.

"Do not touch me," I warned, planting my feet firmly into the floorboards.

"Make it quick," Liam ordered from his chair. "She is upsetting the children."

The second guard yanked me forward.

My sneakers skidded across the smooth marble.

"Release me!" I shouted, twisting my torso to shake off their grip.

"Ma'am, we can do this the easy way or the hard way," the taller guard grunted, tightening his fingers around my bruised flesh.

"I live here," I snapped back. "You work for me."

"Mr. Monroe signs our checks," the second guard replied flatly. "Now move your feet."

I dug my heels into the intricate pattern of the rug. "Liam, tell them to stop. Tell them to back off."

"Why would I do that?" Liam asked, crossing his arms over his chest. "You are trespassing."

"Trespassing?" I laughed bitterly. "My name is on the deed to this house. Half of this estate belongs to me."

Maya stepped forward, smoothing her perfect hair. "Not anymore, Clara. Liam had his lawyers draft the new paperwork yesterday."

"You cannot remove me from the deed without my signature," I argued.

"You abandoned him," Maya said softly. "The judge granted an emergency injunction based on your desertion."

"That is impossible," I shot back. "It has been three days."

"Money moves mountains, Clara," Liam stated coldly. "Now get out of my sight."

The taller guard pulled my left arm hard.

The sudden, violent movement ripped straight through my fresh sutures. A scream lodged right in the center of

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I borrowed my wealthy best friend's identity to seduce Colonel Ethan Christensen. He was the powerful uncle of my ex-boyfriend, Kayden, who had brutally dumped me for a rich heiress. My revenge plan worked too well. Ethan fell deeply in love with my fake persona and proposed. But then he handed me a thick envelope: a top-secret military background check requiring fingerprints and ten years of history. My fake identity was about to be shattered. I faced federal fraud charges and prison time. More than that, the guilt was eating me alive. Ethan wasn't a pawn; he was a genuinely honorable man who promised to protect me. Terrified and exhausted by the lies, I typed out a full confession, ready to tell him everything and walk away. But right before I hit send, Kayden's new fiancée called to gloat about their engagement. Through the phone, I heard Kayden's voice, lazily mocking my low status. "Tell her to stay home. Tell her to find someone on her own level in the gutter." The rage burned away all my guilt. Why should I be the bigger person while they destroyed my life without a second thought? I deleted the confession and called my friend to hire a black-market hacker. I needed a flawless, forged background in forty-eight hours. I am going to marry Ethan Christensen, and I am going to smile when Kayden is forced to call me "Aunt."

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Broken Vows And Paris Lights: My New Beginning

7.8

For fifteen years, I buried my dream of motherhood because my husband, Bennett, swore he carried a tragic genetic defect. "If we have children, they will suffer," he had cried on our bathroom floor. I believed him. I made him my religion. But at a charity gala, everything shattered. He introduced his twenty-two-year-old mistress as his "little sister," only to announce moments later that she was pregnant with his heir. He never had a genetic defect. He just didn't want a child with me. The humiliation didn't stop there. He moved her into our home. He took my grandmother’s emerald necklace, reset the stone, and fastened it around her neck in front of our friends. When I tried to leave quietly, he sneered that I was jealous and toxic. He was confident he could break me, planning to manipulate me into eventually helping raise his mistress's baby. He didn't know two things. First, his mistress was faking the pregnancy to trap him. Second, I wasn't going to stay to watch the fallout. While he rushed her to the hospital for a staged emergency, blaming me for her "pain," I quietly boarded a private jet to Paris. I deleted my number. I destroyed my SIM card. I reclaimed my maiden name. By the time Bennett realized his "heir" was a lie and his wife was gone, I was already starting a new life where he didn't exist.

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Divorce After Wedding Fiasco

8.8

My husband, Clark, usually has a quiet demeanor and isn't fond of lively gatherings. Yet, this time, he insisted on being the best man at a friend's wedding. When we arrived, I noticed the bridesmaid was his first love, Raven. Not only did he link arms with her for a toast, but during the ceremony, he also caught the bouquet and pretended to propose to her on one knee. I felt a wave of bitterness, tears welling up as I sought an explanation. His response was dismissive: "It's just a bit of fun between the best man and bridesmaid at weddings. Don't take it so seriously." "We just wanted to make up for missed chances, and you're overreacting?" He was quick to address old regrets with Raven, yet conveniently forgot the wedding ceremony he owed me for seven years. In the past, I might have let it go, but this time, I felt utterly drained. "You've never held a wedding, so you might not get it," Clark remarked, glancing at me in the rearview mirror. "It's just normal for the best man and bridesmaid to have fun at a wedding.

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Love Me Like Before

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Selina Williams has spent her life as a pawn in her adoptive family's ruthless games, only to be thrown into a cold, loveless marriage with billionaire David Kane. He belongs to another, and she is nothing more than a business arrangement until a past they both were unaware of ties them together in a way they least expected.

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My Fiancé's Uncle is Obsessed With Me!

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Emily's life was already planned-obedient daughter, perfect fiancée, quiet future. Then she crossed the wrong line. Adrian Carter is everything she shouldn't want-her fiancé's uncle, a ruthless billionaire, and a man who sees straight through her carefully built facade. One night changes everything. And Adrian has no intention of letting her go.

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My hand for her dream.

8.5

I thought my fiancé loved me, until the day I found out he ruined my hands so his first love could take everything I worked for. So I said yes to another man.

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I Gave Him My Kidney, He Gave Her My Children.

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