Billionaires Books for Women
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My Husband Hates Me
I had a crush on the dominant CEO, Credence Scott, for ten years. And I finally got married to him! I was supposed to be a happy woman who married the one she loved. However, Credence hated me. In our four-year marriage, he rarely slept with me and blamed me for killing his dad. I never did that. It was my sis, Rosalie, who had framed me! The most heartbroken part was that Credence never believed in me. Fine, I'd better end my life. But that's when Credence revealed his tenderness to me..."/0/81302/coverorgin.jpg?v=9ffa6098a8c0bbc5d8c0d5522076e03d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unmasked: The Grieving Husband
For four years, I' ve played the part of Alex Miller, the broken, grieving husband of powerful CEO Cassandra Davenport. She believed she "saved" me after my sister Sarah's tragic DUI. But the truth was a horror: Sarah wasn't just in an accident; Cassie, her brother Dylan, and even my ex-fiancée executed a calculated plan to harvest her organs for Dylan. Cassie then married me, thinking my grief would ensure my silence and control. Every feigned hug, every comforting word, every moment of pretend devotion was a step in my meticulous hunt. I used my honed cybersecurity skills, patiently navigating their labyrinthine lies, gathering the cold, hard evidence of their depravity. They thought I was docile, a puppet on their strings, completely unaware of the raging storm building beneath my placid facade. The injustice of Sarah's stolen life, and their smug impunity, fueled every waking moment. Tonight, with the irrefutable evidence of their conspiracy and their global organ trafficking rings finally secure, my pretense shatters. This isn' t a story of healing; it' s a meticulously planned detonation. The Davenport Foundation' s lavish awards gala, their shining hour, is about to become the stage for their very public downfall./0/71893/coverorgin.jpg?v=5340965f2e0cf1bcfff4ec1e0ee5e49a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chasing After His Ex-wife: One Night With The Billionaire Tycoon
He was danger wrapped in a tailored suit, and she knew touching him would ruin her-but God help her, she was already reaching... Their eyes locked across the room, a silent war of hunger and defiance-neither willing to surrender, both desperate to lose... Suddenly, his hand brushed her waist, barely a whisper of a touch, but it was enough to set her entire world on fire. One kiss from him, and she forgot every lie she ever told herself about staying away... "Stay away from me,' she warned, voice shaking. 'Too late,' he growled, backing her against the wall, the air between them crackling with something lethal and sweet... ------------------------- This is what happens when a stripper get entangled with a cold Billionaire tycoon. Get ready for a heart pounding ride in Alexandria, and Chester's Love Story.../0/53075/coverorgin.jpg?v=de1bf18ea8639feaefe791c478691686&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Stranger's Baby
Melissa and Damien got their hearts broken by their lovers so they went to the club to drink away their pain. Melissa was dared to give a lap dance to the hottest-looking guy in the club (Damien). One thing led to another and they both had an amazing night together! Five years later, Melissa found herself at the mercy of the stranger(Damien). Not only was he her new boss. He was her baby daddy and also a famous Billionaire!/0/51453/coverorgin.jpg?v=e8246f0848612763a04c6cfbf52a1acf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE BILLIONAIRE'S SWEET REVENGE
"He is not yours!" She affirms with a confident and unwavering look. "Whose child is he, then?" I question, my eyes wandering to the boy with piercing blue eyes like mine. Celine narrows her eyes with her hands clenched. "He is mine!" "What about his father? Who is he?" I drop my hands lazily and watch her intensely. "That is none of your business." She says defensively. "It means he is mine and I am taking him", I conclude with a smile and walk past her to pick up the child who is already dozing off. "No, no, no!" Celine chants, blocking my way. "Please, don't take him. I beg you!" **** After realizing she was pregnant which was not part of the deal she made with Billionaire Bryan Martinez, Celine left his mansion before the end of the contract. When they meet again and he discovered the secret she was hiding from him, he decided to punish her by taking custody of the child. What will happen when the baby wants his mother close to him? Will this reunion blossom the love between them before her departure? How sweet will Bryan's revenge be for Celine?/0/69298/coverorgin.jpg?v=6f85e57cee578d33e008844f314dc8ea&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Don Flavio and his little captive
"Just why aren't you killing me also!, you killed my parents already, my fiance! And ruined my life totally beyond repair, You took your bloody revenge as you wanted! I'm just an innocent soul out of all this SO WHY!!!" In immense anger, she pushes back his huge broad chest with her palms but who was she kidding, his body remained stiff, not wavering no matter the forces she puts in it. However, his lips curled up in a dangerous smirk, and he got hold of her tiny wrist on his chest, gripping it so hard almost snapping it into two. "Aargghhh!!!" She winces out loudly at the hellish pains that follows, her teeth clenching so hard. "You wanna know why?" His thick dark voice echoes out and in a swift, he slammed her back, back on the wall so hard, his huge body towers over her small figure and he raise her gripping hand above her head, pinning it there. His second hand got hold of her neck in a tight wrap, restricting her to breath properly. Her mouth drops opens instantaneously, and her other hand held his hand strangling her, trying to get it away but she knew herself, her little strength was no match for his massive own. As each seconds passes, her eyes grew redder and she stares pleadingly at his cold dark eyes for mercy, gasping for breath at the same time. "Just like you...I was once innocent, just like you, I was just clueless and weak!!!" His voice sounded gruffly to her hearing, with his eyes beaming anger. "But guess what made me the devil I became today...it was all because of what your bloody father told me when I was in the same shoes as yours. I asked him the same question...and that bastard said to me..." His eyes darkened more, and his grip on her neck grew tighter, that he began to raise her up with it. "Arg...arggh..." She gasped more and more for breath. "...'It wouldn't be fun to kill you now kiddo, grow up and come back for revenge, then the real fun begins' " He quoted, his lips curling up in a deadly laughter. "So now for your answer, I say to you...'It wouldn't be fun to kill you now little mouse, buckle down and plan your revenge...then the real fun...starts!" He grins wickedly, his dark cold eyes piercing deeply into hers without remorse./0/86494/coverorgin.jpg?v=6553a125044a3dc321cc9a9d4256a965&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected Proposal, Found Forever
The air in the Hayes family ballroom was thick with money and expectation. Five years. It had been five years since Ethan Miller, a man on the cover of tech magazines, had last stood in a room like this, surrounded by the same welcoming, curious faces. Then he saw her. Chloe Hayes, weaving through the crowd, a vision in silver. She stopped before him and got down on one knee, producing a ring from a small, velvet box. "Ethan Miller," Chloe announced, her voice ringing with confidence. "I was a fool to let you go. Marry me." Everyone stared at him, their faces glowing with anticipation, recalling the boy who loved Chloe with a desperate, all-consuming passion. But Ethan's gaze was flat. His mind drifted back to their engagement party five years ago, the night she stood on a stage and accused him of being a fraud, claiming he stole the technology meant to make his name-all to protect another man. The memory didn't sting anymore; it was just a fact. He finally broke the silence. "I'm sorry, Chloe. I can't accept." Whispers erupted. Chloe's perfect facade cracked. "Moved on? Ethan, don't be ridiculous. It's always been you and me." "No," he corrected gently. "It was you and me. It isn't anymore. I'm married." As if on cue, a woman with warm, intelligent eyes and a little girl with Ethan's dark hair entered the ballroom. "Daddy!" the little girl cried, running to him. Ethan knelt, not for Chloe, but for his daughter. Chloe remained on the floor, the ring box in her hand, her reality shattered. "No, this isn't real. You're lying." "I don't entertain trash, Chloe," Ethan said, his voice cold. His wife, Sarah, stepped forward, fierce and protective. "He's my husband. We were married three years ago. If you continue to harass my family, I will see you in court." Ethan turned his back on Chloe, walking away with Sarah and Lily. He was finally, completely free./0/90063/coverorgin.jpg?v=98c68fc9424d4eb8e7a181cc4ba01bd9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Disposable Husband
For five years, I was the perfect husband to a woman who didn't love me. It was a contract. I was hired to help the broken heiress, Jorja Romero, heal after her fiancé left her. In return, her family funded my art, but the price was my dream-a scholarship to study painting in Paris. With only two months left on our contract, the man she never got over came back. Overnight, the fragile peace we'd built vanished, and I became invisible. At dinner, a sizzling platter of fajitas fell towards her. I threw my arm out to block it, the scalding metal searing my skin. Jorja barely glanced at my blistering arm. Instead, she rushed to her ex-fiancé, Cale, panicking over a single drop of hot oil that had splattered on his finger. On my birthday a week later, she tossed me a tube of burn cream-the same one she'd obsessively bought for Cale's tiny red mark. At a party, she took the cufflinks she once gifted me and told Cale they'd look much better on him. I had spent five years memorizing her favorite foods, comforting her through nightmares, and being her constant, silent shadow. I thought my devotion might one day be enough. But I was wrong. I wasn't her husband; I was a placeholder. The night before her engagement party to Cale, she stumbled into my room, drunk. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her lips to mine. Then she whispered the name that destroyed the last piece of my heart. "Cale... I missed you so much." In that moment, something inside me didn't just break; it was reborn in ice. The next morning, I handed her the divorce papers she would sign without reading, and booked my one-way ticket to Paris./0/86170/coverorgin.jpg?v=f34eadbdc6c256e04c7dce9e0d4dd6fe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Servant To Survivor
"I'm resigning." The words felt heavy on my tongue, the crisp white envelope a symbol of escape. My HR director, bless her kind heart, urged me to reconsider, yet I walked away, my steps measured, a desperate fight against the urge to shatter the office's perfect silence. Instead of going down, I went up-to Mark Johnson' s office. Tech mogul. My sister Emily's ex-fiancé. The man who owned my life. I whispered, "I can' t do this anymore." His mocking reply: "Did you forget the debt you owe?" He revealed the horrifying depths of his revenge, convinced my father murdered Emily and that I, Chloe, must atone for it. He called me a "substitute," a "punishment," claiming Emily was his songbird, caged by him. Now, I was his new bird, and this time, "the cage has no door." Humiliation after humiliation, I became his personal maid, scrubbing his pristine apartment while he spoke to a new woman, happily planning a future that should have been Emily' s. Then came the bridal shop, Jessica Carrington, Mark's radiant fiancée, a diamond sparkling on her finger. "I said yes," she declared, and Mark's triumphant gaze met mine over her shoulder. Jessica, eyes cold and sharp, warned me to disappear, claiming Mark was burdened by me. She also revealed a chilling truth: "He has a tracker on your phone." Trapped, I endured endless nights of servitude, my dignity eroding, until one night, in the back of his town car, Mark kissed me-a furious, violating act-then abandoned me in the pouring rain. A dream of Emily, calling to me to be free, sparked a fragile hope. I walked into his office, ready to break free, but his knowing smirk and a chilling whisper reminded me, "The cage has no door." Then, at the bridal shop, Jessica's staged fall led to Mark's hand flying across my face, a slap that shattered everything inside me. The last shred of my misplaced loyalty, my fear, my shame-it all broke. I walked out, pulling the tracker-laden phone from my purse, and threw it into the nearest trash can. I was free./0/42045/coverorgin.jpg?v=de0dc105c86fb6b235a81436859a9e10&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Accidental S*x With My Stepbrother
Contains extremely hot erotica and sexual abuse. Abuse is intended only for arousing but not to hurt anyone. Lilly controlled her pain and tried to get up, but couldn't. She did not understand how to call Jasmine's name, as the pain was getting increased. Jasmine who saw the shadow of Lilly trying to get up turned towards her, and asked her what happened. END OF PART ONE She couldn't hear what Lilly was saying and asked her to write on the paper. Lilly who was shouting with pain couldn't write anything and dropped the paper by touching her stomach. Jasmine memorized that Lilly was taking medicines for her stomach pain, and ran into her room to bring the medicines. Finally, after a few seconds of searching, Jasmine saw medicines and ran towards Lilly who was shouting in pain. She gave pills and water glass to Lilly and began to rub her stomach without knowing why Lilly was taking medicines. The pain was slowly relieved, and Lilly thanked Jasmine with tears saying that God gifted her a child though he took pregnancy from her life. Jasmine couldn't understand what Lilly was saying but felt happy that her pain got reduced, and slept in her arms. A girl marries a person she doesn't like but couldn't leave the relationship due to specific commitments. At the same time, she wants to cross all the societal morals to enjoy with her stepbrother. She saves her virginity even after marriage without even letting her husband touch her. But she brings her stepbrother onto the bed and enjoys an extramarital relationship with him. Why did the girl cross the morals and fuck her stepbrother, leaving her husband? Lilly took his dick outside and popped her right eye, asking him to fuck her like a bitch. Tommy pushed her onto the bed and looked at her vagina, which was leaking her precum juice. He licked the wet juice and released his hot breath on her vagina. "AHHHH. Make me your whore. I can't bear this pleasure. Please fuck me like your slut." Lilly moaned loudly and pushed his face towards her vagina. "Sister....." Tommy said, licking her clitoris. Lilly became horny with that word and pushed him deeper toward her vagina./0/81628/coverorgin.jpg?v=41cccfdbed1de6664f5c710d607adde9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Heiress's Backlash
For two years, I worked myself to the bone, delivering greasy takeout and scraping every last penny to care for my fiancé, Ethan, after his devastating rock-climbing accident left him "paralyzed." His medical bills were endless, and just last week, I' d pawned my most cherished possession-my late mother' s sapphire pendant-to cover another of his "specialist consultations." This was my grim reality. But one late-night DoorDash delivery to a sprawling Hamptons estate shattered my entire world. While dropping off expensive seafood, I overheard voices through an open window. One was familiar: Ethan's. Unburdened, carefree and laughing, he told Olivia, a girl from my past, how he' d faked his crippling injury for two years as an elaborate revenge plot against me. The food bag slipped from my numb fingers as I peered in and saw him-standing, healthy, mocking my gullibility. He reveled in how I, "naive small-town trash," had waited on him "hand and foot." Later, at a lavish gala, Olivia brazenly wore my mother's pendant, publicly ridiculed me, then, with a sneer, tossed the priceless heirloom into the churning ocean. Every sacrifice, every skipped meal, every worried night-it was all a cruel, calculated lie. My heart, once brimming with love and concern, turned into a cold, hard stone in my chest. The world tilted as betrayal slammed into me. How could I have been so blind? How could they be so utterly vindictive over a forgotten scholarship? Tears streamed down my face, hot and angry, but a fierce resolve ignited within me. With shaking hands, I pulled out my phone and dialed the number I hadn't called in years. "Dad?" I whispered. "That business merger... the marriage. Is the offer still on the table?" The line went silent, then, his voice, gentle: "Always, Chloe. For you, always." "I accept."/0/67028/coverorgin.jpg?v=9cffa56eda3424dbca143cb959cd8e94&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Unexpected Heir
As if her world hadn't crumbled enough, Kendall got drunk and had a one-night stand with a stranger, hours after being diagnosed with stage 3 Ovarian cancer. Told that she may never get pregnant, and she spent her lifesaving on IVF. Luckily, she got a job as a PA to the CEO, Jason. On her first day, she made him her enemy, and to redeem herself, she had to be his girlfriend for the weekend. Things got complicated when Jason's mother planned an impromptu wedding, forcing Jason to get into a contract marriage with Kendall. She framed Jason, pinning the pregnancy on him. Gradually, Jason began to fall in love with her, only for chaos to visit, Jason's stepbrother, Thane's sperm was used for Kendall's IVF. Desperate for revenge, Thane would do anything to ruin the couple. Caught in the web of family feud and drama, will Kendall be able to save their union, even though she has to put everything at stake?/0/81304/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e0ce187feaac253aa0dea4c4955fcb4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unyielding Weapon: Her Billionaire\'s Downfall
My husband, Ethan, once swore before the world that I was his equal, his partner, the backbone of Gold Enterprises. We built an empire together, a testament to our shared dreams and unconditional trust. But then came the whispers, a hotel receipt, the lingering scent of another woman-Chloe. That initial betrayal, though painful, was just the prelude to a far more chilling horror I could never have imagined. I was three months pregnant when Ethan begged me to fix a crisis at a remote R&D facility, claiming only my operational genius could save our company. That trip cost me everything: our baby, and my leg, lost in what I believed was a tragic accident. Confined to my bed, still reeling from my losses, I overheard Ethan tell his chief of staff that the 'crisis' was orchestrated, that our child was merely 'an obstacle,' and that my 'accident' was a deliberate attempt on my life. He even planned to systematically ruin my family' s businesses, severing my last remaining ties. The man who once vowed undying love had systematically plotted to destroy me, the shattering truth of his monstrous deception burning away all my grief and sorrow. Every adoring glance, every tender word he' d ever given vanished, replaced by the crushing weight of his calculated betrayal, culminating in public humiliations and a brutal slap after Chloe, his mistress, brazenly framed me. How could the depth of one man' s depravity reach so far, impacting every facet of my existence, all for a conniving woman and her deceitful schemes? Yet, as I lay there, broken and isolated in my gilded cage, a cold, sharp fire ignited deep within me. He thought he had crippled me and stripped me bare, but he only forged me into an unyielding weapon. He had sealed his own fate, and the meticulously assembled Lexington Dossier would be his ultimate undoing./0/82602/coverorgin.jpg?v=7fb2657223d22dfbfc2ea673eec9ba6b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scorned Fiance: Reclaiming His Crown
I barely had two pennies to rub together, living in a small back-house room the Petersons let me use, but at least I had Tiffany. Tiffany Peterson, my beautiful fiancée, was my world. That was, until she didn't come home from whatever party she' d gone to. The next morning, Julian Astor III, New York' s notorious playboy, appeared. He smirked, waving Tiffany's silk scarf in my face. "Found it in my penthouse this morning. Tiffany left in a bit of a hurry. You'll be seeing a lot more of her." Tiffany confirmed it all, not a trace of remorse on her face. Our engagement? "A formality, darling. Julian is my future." Later, Julian returned to my room, his goons beating my only friend, Mike, just for asking questions. Julian then detailed intimate acts with Tiffany, twisting the knife. When I confronted the Petersons, my adoptive parents, they sneered: "You're a nobody, Alex. An orphan we took in out of charity. You will go along with it." My supposed family, the people who raised me, were selling me out, orchestrating my humiliation for their social climb. My world shattered. How could this be happening? The woman I loved, my adoptive family, all conspiring to humiliate and discard me like trash. Why? What had I ever done to deserve such betrayal and cruelty? Broken and devoid of hope, I started packing my worn duffel bag – the only thing left from my parents. Then, something fell out: a faded photograph of a woman with my eyes, wearing a unique crescent-moon pendant. A stranger named Chloe Vanderbilt later saw it and whispered of "a prominent family, a lost heir, connected by a crescent symbol." Was there more to my past than I knew? And could this secret be my only way out of this nightmare?/0/83251/coverorgin.jpg?v=35293c95ff41397cb14ad439649a0d73&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Divorce Threat
I was the CEO of a multi-billion dollar tech corporation, but my wife, Chloe, knew me only as Ethan Miller, a modest app developer. I cherished the idea that her love for me was pure, untainted by wealth or status, so my true identity remained my closest secret. That carefully constructed life crashed down when I arrived at Austin' s most exclusive club for a crucial business meeting. Instead of an empty suite, I found Chloe, encircled by her snobbish friends, her waist possessed by Blake Harrison, a rival who clearly relished my perceived "lowly" status. Before I could process the scene, her friend Tiffany sneered, "Chloe, darling, is this your… little app developer?" Then, Chloe herself, face flushed with embarrassment, whispered urgently, "You can't be here. This isn't your world, Ethan. You're embarrassing me." And, louder for the room, "Are you stalking me?" The accusation hit me like a physical blow. Me? Stalking her? After all I' d built, all I' d sacrificed for us, she saw me as an embarrassment, someone who couldn't even belong in a fancy club without her. A cold, hard certainty settled in my gut: She's ashamed of me. Was our entire relationship built on a lie of my own making, or hers? The pain was sharp, but beneath it, a decisive edge hardened. "Chloe," I stated, my voice flat, cutting through the smug chatter, "I want a divorce." The room fell silent. Little did they know, this was just the prologue to a truth that would shake their world to its foundations./0/86820/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed32824e4fef68db28a7f93407ad7957&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal's Cost: A Husband's Revenge
Ethan Hayes was in a late-night board meeting, his tech empire soaring, built on logic and precision. Meanwhile, his beautiful socialite wife, Amelia, was at another party, her laughter echoing, a champagne flute always in hand. He valued loyalty; she had other agendas. That night, a tagged photo on social media confirmed his long-held dread: Amelia, head on a younger man's shoulder, Leo Vance, an art student. This wasn't the first time, but it was the most blatant betrayal. He drove to their penthouse, only to find Amelia and Leo tangled on the couch, laughing. "Ethan. You're home early." Her voice was cool, dismissive. "Don't be scared, Leo. He won't do anything," she whispered, loud enough for him to hear. The final nail in the coffin of their marriage. The next day, what little rage he expected to feel was absent. Just cold clarity. He was done pretending. He met Dr. Maya Sharma, an astrophysics candidate his foundation was sponsoring. Brilliant, resilient, and unfairly defunded. "The truth is, your funding was specifically pulled and given to another, less promising project. Why did you lie about that?" He pressed. Maya confessed her funding went to Leo Vance, because Amelia, on the university board, had pulled strings. The humiliation deepened when he found Leo Vance, Amelia's lover, smugly preening in his private closet, wearing his silk robe. "She said you wouldn't mind. That you're used to sharing." The insult, casually delivered, hit harder than any blow. He wanted to scream. He was a man who valued control, and Amelia had turned him into a spectacle in his own home. He had become a stranger, an invisible guest. He had endured her betrayals for years, choosing convenience over self-respect, and now he was paying the price. But a new path had opened. He funded Maya' s project, and with a cold, calculated smile, set a plan in motion to reclaim his life. "Enjoy the penthouse," he' d told Amelia. "I won't be needing it anymore." This was his fight, and he was ready./0/87469/coverorgin.jpg?v=e849ccc53a457ba248704702f45611c7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Celebrity House Help
Meet Bryan a god on his own, his name is on the air and one in the whole country doesn't know him.... Why wouldn't he be known when he is the most cutest guy ever seen, some believed he isn't a human... He wasn't only cute but also got the greatest voice ever, his music is all that could be heard all around the city... His life was perfect, having all this and also being the son of one of the most richest man in the country... He also has the best girlfriend.. Sophia... She was also a singer and the best female singer known, they both matched and we're the talk of the town when ever they walk together... When they both sing, the whole crowd faints in emotion, it was always the best ... His life was going well till he found Sophia having sex with Austin who was his main rival in the world of music. He couldn't hate Sophia and forgave her immediately, but when he caught them two more times, it dawned on him that she never loved him... He went into a world of sadness hating everything around him... He would always stay alone and snub anyone who talk to him.. That was how his life turned into till he met Rose is a young beautiful maiden not known for anything about her, she is one of Bryan's dying fan and real love him madly... Fate brought them together as she as employed as his house help by his mother... Rose would have to do anything possible to amend his broken heart. There was something Bryan found in Rose that got him interested.... She is crazy.... She is clumsy... She is funny... She made him laugh... She has a unique voice.../0/71571/coverorgin.jpg?v=1ea615ce19c9e679ea6b386a810d2a48&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising of the Billionaire's ex WIFE- (Billionaire Doctors).
Gwen Johnson is a medical doctor who gets into a loveless marriage with a renowned surgeon, and billionaire in town. It is a marriage of convenience as Dr Oliver married her just to fulfill his grandfather's request. Things take a different turn after Dr Lucas, Oliver's grandfather passed. Gwen faces the harsh reality, with divorce papers thrown to her face to sign. The Patricks never loved her. She has sacrificed everything for her marriage to work, including her career, and now she hits the lowest point of her life. Help knocks on Gwen's door, but was from the most unexpected source. Her ties with her ex husband didn't seem to have died down. She thinks her life was over, but it had only metamorphosed./0/28095/coverorgin.jpg?v=10669c0c55c4a0b3e399663c6a7816ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire remarries his ex-wife
She and he signed a one-month marriage contract. Then get a divorce. But a month later, on the day she was about to leave. He was drunk and had an affair with her. She left according to the terms of the contract. No wonder three months later. She found out she was pregnant again. During the most difficult times. She met a very nice man. He and she love each other. Five years later. When all of her went into orbit. She meets him again, her ex-husband "one month". How should she face him? Did she tell him she had a baby with him? What about her current lover?/0/82278/coverorgin.jpg?v=70426716f6fca38b6587fc894d2b760f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
