Snowstorm of Our Past

Three years into her remarriage with billionaire Remi Callahan, Ariel Slater carries his child while quietly enduring his constant absence. She maintains a stoic front, ignoring his late nights and mysterious belongings. However, her composure shatters during a prenatal visit when she overhears nurses discussing Remi’s devoted care for another woman and her newborn. Witnessing his betrayal firsthand, a devastated Ariel decides to end their cycle of pain by filing for a permanent divorce.

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When Remi saw Ariel, he froze. He quickly put the baby back in the crib and strode toward the door.

"Ariel, what are you doing here?"

The other men saw her too. Their faces went pale.

"Ariel?"

"Ariel, let us explain! We heard Ella had a baby and came to visit. We just ran into Remi on the way and dragged him along."

"That's right, Ariel. Please don't misunderstand."

Even now, Remi's closest friends were covering for him. Hearing them say her name like that made Ariel feel sick.

She slowly lifted her gaze to Remi. Her voice came out flat. "What about you, Remi? How do you explain this?"

"Ariel, don't get upset. It's just like they said. We ran into each other by chance."

"You're still lying."

Her heart felt frozen, like it should have gone numb by now. But his lie still crushed her. She raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.

"You told me you were leading a month-long training exercise at the border. So what happened? Did the training get moved to the maternity ward? That was fast work, Commander."

Remi's face went white. "I… Plans changed. I'm sorry, Ariel. Please calm down. You're pregnant."

"It's my fault! Ms. Slater, please don't hit him anymore."

Ella clutched the baby and dropped to her knees. "Remi only stayed with me because he felt sorry for me! Ms. Slater, I'm not asking for anything else.

"I'm a widow. I just wanted someone to take care of me and a child to hold onto. I would never try to take your husband!"

"Shut up! You already have a child with him, and you're telling me you won't take him?"

Ariel raised her hand to strike Ella, but Remi caught her wrist. "Ariel, you can hit me, but don't touch Ella. She just gave birth. She's weak."

Watching him defend another woman made Ariel laugh bitterly. "So this is why you said you'd be gone for a month? So you could be here with her? How can you be this shameless?"

Ariel wrenched her arm free and raised her hand again. Ella scrambled up from the floor with the baby and rushed toward Remi.

Ariel couldn't stop. Her hand struck the child.

"Waaaah!"

The baby tumbled from Ella's arms. Everyone in the room went into a panic.

"My baby!" Ella sobbed as she lunged for the child.

"Why would you do this? He's only four days old! You're going to be a mother yourself! How can you be so cruel?"

The others rounded on Ariel.

"Ariel, how could you? The baby's so small! No matter how angry you are, you can't hurt a child!"

"A fall like that could cause serious damage. Mr. Callahan, we need to get a medic in here right now!"

Remi turned on Ariel, furious. "I know what I did was wrong! But that's my son! My own son!"

"Is he?" Tears streamed down Ariel's face as she pressed a hand to her stomach.

"Then what's this?"

"Sweetie, why did you stop crying? Baby! Remi, he's not breathing!" Ella's scream cut through the room.

Remi panicked. "Someone get a medic! Now!"

Ariel stood in the doorway, her expression blank. "Let them go. Remi, I'm giving you one last chance. It's me or Ella. My baby or hers. You can only choose one. Who do you choose?"

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For years, Terrence Fulton refused to grant a divorce despite his constant infidelity and his family’s disdain. Five years ago, his wife’s first attempt at freedom resulted in a month of forced isolation and a pregnancy. When she tried again three years later, Terrence retaliated by restricting access to their son. Now, after her third attempt, she finally escapes, only to discover her child does not love her and her marriage was a sham. She was just another woman he used.

Billionaire Modern Mystery Romance

9.1

From Jilted Assistant To Zillionaire Queen

9.1

For ten years, Ran hid in the shadows as Hollywood star Jincheng Lu's secret girlfriend and assistant, starving herself to pay for his acting classes. On their tenth anniversary, she sat in a cheap apartment with $9.87 in her bank account, watching him slide a massive diamond ring onto a wealthy heiress's finger on live television. When she called the number she had memorized for a decade, she only heard a cold busy tone. He had blocked her. Despair swallowed her whole. She forced down a handful of sleeping pills with stale whiskey and died alone on the cold bathroom tiles. His mother found her rotting body three days later, calling her a "filthy bottom-feeder" before ordering a cleanup crew to dispose of her existence like industrial waste. Jincheng didn't even ask if she suffered. He just ordered his PR team to digitally erase her ten years of sacrifice from the internet. "Make sure the press release is airtight. She was an unstable former assistant. She had a history of mental illness. That's it." Until her heart stopped completely, she didn't understand. She had abandoned her status as the hidden heiress of the wealthy Qin family to build his empire from the ground up. How could he erase every trace of her without a second thought, using her corpse as a PR shield for his perfect new life? Opening her eyes again, the sharp smell of hospital antiseptic burned her lungs. She hadn't just died. She had woken up in the body of a notorious, D-list reality TV influencer who shared her exact name. Looking at her new face in the mirror, a cold smile spread across her lips. She was going to tear his perfect life apart, piece by bloody piece.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.3

I Caught My Husband With His Mistress

8.3

For three years, Sophia Palmer has been trapped in a desolate, loveless marriage to her billionaire husband, Dillon. She secured his ring by leveraging a life-saving debt owed by his grandfather, but her obsession only earned her Dillon's absolute scorn. On a dark, rain-swept night, her desperate plea for his return is met with mocking laughter. Sophia must finally confront the bitter, heartbreaking reality of loving a man who utterly detests her.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.5

Married a Billionaire, My True Heiress Identity Revealed

8.5

Alexandrea woke up with a splitting headache in a strange hotel bed, terrified to find a brutally handsome, half-naked stranger beside her. Before she could even scream, the door burst open. Her adoptive mother, Ivette, stormed in with a swarm of reporters and flashing cameras. "How could you disgrace our family name like this?" Ivette sobbed, putting on a theatrical performance of a heartbroken mother. It was a setup to completely ruin Alexandrea's reputation in front of New York's elite. For ten years, Alexandrea had lived in a house of horrors. Her back and arms were covered in silvery scars and puckered cigarette burns left by Ivette's vicious abuse. Yet to the public, Ivette had carefully crafted Alexandrea's image as a wild, ungrateful, and manipulative liar. Trapped under the duvet, Alexandrea was drowning in shame, her voice lost in the storm of accusations. She didn't understand why her adoptive family hated her so much, treating her worse than a stray dog while using her brother's future to keep her chained. But what she understood even less was the stranger beside her. Instead of panicking, the man slowly sat up, his presence alone silencing the frantic room. He was Ace Griffith, the billionaire heir who owned half of Manhattan. He wrapped his suit jacket around her trembling shoulders, looked Ivette dead in the eye, and dropped a bomb. "I will be marrying her." Then, he carried Alexandrea away from her ten-year prison, ordering his men to dig up the Terry family's darkest secrets and her true identity.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.2

Reborn Heiress: Vengeance And True Love Found

8.2

For three years, I poured my soul into Cade, forgiving him 99 times. I was a struggling art student, paying for our shared dreams and caring for his fragile heart. But the 100th time, he let his cruel mistress, Alessandra, try to kill me in an old boathouse. He called it an "accident," his eyes already choosing his ambition over my life. I woke up in the hospital to hear him call me a "disposable stepping stone" and announce his engagement to the woman who had just tried to murder me. The doctor then confirmed the worst: his betrayal had cost me our unborn child. I had been a fool, a victim in their sick game. But as I lay there, broken and bleeding, I realized something. They thought I was a poor, orphaned artist. They had no idea I was Blaire Madden, the sole heiress to a global corporation. And I was finally ready to come home and make them pay.

Action Billionaire Romance

9.7

Rise of the Betrayed wife

9.7

I died with blood pooling and betrayal. My fiancé never loved me-he only wanted. My stepsister never saw me as family. And when I discovered I was carrying his child and tried to expose their affair, they shoved me into a shattered glass table and left me to bleed out alone. But I woke up a year earlier, with my voice miraculously returned and a second chance burning in my chest. This time, I refuse to be the silent, obedient sacrifice they used and discarded. This time, I'll make them pay. And when a ruthless billionaire offers me an impossible deal-a fake marriage to save his crumbling empire, I accept without hesitation. They still see me as that broken, voiceless girl who couldn't fight back. They have no idea I've already won.

Billionaire Modern Romance

Snowstorm of Our Past

Chapter 2

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