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The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Billionaire Return

The Jilted Wife's Spectacular Billionaire Return

Eleonora held the positive pregnancy test, trembling with fragile hope as she told her husband they were having a baby. Instead of embracing her, Butler slapped the plastic stick away, his eyes cold and dead. "You cheating whore," he spat, throwing a stack of papers at her face. He didn't listen to her desperate pleas. He ordered his bodyguards to drag her out of their penthouse and lock her in a private hospital room. Trapped and terrified, Eleonora watched in horror as Butler's mistress walked in with a wicked smile. The mistress shoved a medical consent form, signed with Butler's unmistakable handwriting, right in front of Eleonora's face. "This isn't just an abortion," the mistress sneered. "It's a full hysterectomy. You'll never have a child again." Eleonora's heart shattered into pieces. She couldn't understand how the man she loved could be so cruel, willing to kill their unborn baby and mutilate her body over a fabricated lie. Driven by pure maternal terror, she smeared her blood on the forged papers, set the hospital room on fire, and let the world believe she had burned to ashes. Five years later, Eleonora returned to New York with her young son. She was no longer the weak, broken girl who begged for mercy. Walking into the Holloway Group boardroom in a flawless Dior suit, she slammed a legal document onto Butler's desk. She was still his legal wife, and she was here to dismantle his empire piece by piece.
Yesterday's Loved

Yesterday's Loved

"I can't stay still, walking back and forth. If only someone was with me now, I know their eyes would hurt watching me. I've been waiting for him since earlier, but he took so long to come. Feeling tired, I sat on the couch, but I stood up immediately as the front door opened, and he walked in. He's finally home. "Where have you been?" I asked my husband as he arrived late. Yes, I've been waiting for him. It's already 2:03 in the morning, and he just decided to come home now. Nothing new in his actions. I even get home earlier than him – from work, while he comes from his school. No emotion showed on his face, and he just continued walking without responding to me. "Lazel Hyrroz," I sternly uttered his name. I followed him into his room. He unbuttoned his uniform after casually dropping his backpack on the bed. "I'm tired. Don't bother me now," he said coldly, avoiding eye contact. "That's why I'm asking why you're only coming home now and where you've been at this hour," I questioned him firmly. He took off his white polo, leaving only his undershirt. "You know? You have a lot of roles in my life," he sarcastically remarked, facing me. His face remained emotionless, and the way he looked at me seemed indifferent. "You're not just a mother, sister, or brother. Now, your role is a strict father who waited for his son who didn't come home last night but decided to show up now," he added, grinning. "You've grown up, Lazel Hyrroz. Even if you're no longer under your parents' care, remember that there's still someone who cares about you," I stated. "You? Do you care about me? I'm just your husband on paper, and I never asked you to worry about me. I told you from the beginning not to interfere, and I'll do the same to you," he said sternly. That's just how he is – hard-hearted and indifferent to me or my feelings. "Lazel Hyrroz..." "If you have nothing else to say, leave, Lola," he insultingly called me Lola this time. I sighed, acknowledging his disrespectful behavior. I turned away as he removed his white undershirt. "You've seen my body. So, why are you still avoiding me? I know you liked what we did last night, didn't you? You took advantage of me while I was drunk," he insinuated, and those words felt like a slap. My chest tightened violently. "Before you sleep, take a bath or wash your body. If you haven't eaten, just heat the food that I cooked earlier," I said, hearing his mocking laugh and the creaking of the bed as a sign that he sat down. "Yes, Manang," he said mockingly, using another insult this time. I closed his room door gently, pausing for a moment before leaning against it. Tears threatened to spill, weighing heavily on my chest. Is this the reason he came home so late? Because in over a year, something happened between us only once? We were both drunk, and I can't remember anything about that night. I questioned myself. How long will we be like this, Lazel Hyrroz? *** When I wake up every morning, my uniform is neatly prepared on the sofa bed, and my black shoes are polished. In the kitchen, there's food ready, with a sticky note on the fridge. I took it and read the neat handwriting. Despite that, I still dislike it. "Don't forget to eat your breakfast before you go to school, Lazel Hyrroz." -Calysta After reading it, I crumpled the paper and threw it in the trash bin. I opened the fridge, grabbed a cold water bottle, and finished its contents. I glanced at the prepared breakfast on the table, but as usual, I left it untouched. I entered the university with an empty stomach, but it's okay; Hanemira usually shares her food with me. That's where I usually have my breakfast. "You didn't have breakfast again, huh?" I just smiled at her question and slowly smiled. Simultaneously, she held my hand, handing me a spoon. She also had my lunch box. "I still cooked it." Her cooking wasn't the best, but I appreciated it because she's the girl I like. *** When I got home, I expected to find her in the living room, busy with her laptop, drinking coffee. "You didn't eat your breakfast again. You didn't even touch them," she greeted me. I raised the corner of my lips. I've memorized those words since she always says them to me. "Who told you to cook my breakfast?" I asked, hearing her sigh again. Honestly, I don't feel anything for her. I don't like her, and I will never love a woman ten years older than me. We only got married because she's wealthier than my family, and our company needed her. That's the only reason I endure living in this cramped house. That's what I feel. I ignored her and went upstairs, but before that, I stopped to ask her about this. "For you, what is love?" She furrowed her brows, confused by my question. "Why are you asking me that?" she asked back. "I just want to know your opinion. What does love mean to you?" I asked, genuinely interested in her perspective on love. "Love ruins a person's life." I raised an eyebrow at her statement. How does it r
The servant savior of the Cursed Alpha King's

The servant savior of the Cursed Alpha King's

"Fate is like a river that twists and turns, plunging the top to the bottom, and the bottom to the top.Trend carefully in your past for in the future you might meet your past. And it swallows you alive." Five years ago, a terrible curse was laid upon the triplet alpha kings of Goldcrest after they raided and slaughtered innocent members of a rouge village in pursuit of the lost crown of king of alpha kings. The curse condemned them to never see the light of day again, until the crown of king of alpha kings finds it's true heir. Five years later, their foretold savior, Ella, is a human servant who has lived her whole life unaware that she is the true heir to the crown of king of alpha kings. She alone possesses the power to break the terrible curse laid upon the triplet alpha kings of Goldcrest. Her mistress, Princess Hellen, is a wicked daughter of a renowned sorceress who believes that she can lift the curse of the mighty triplet kings with the powers of her magic. So what happens when she learns that her own lowly servant is the sole heir of the crown of King Of Alpha Kings and the curse of the kings can only be lifted through her? The mystery of Ella's life is about to get even more complex as all the three kings, the very people that caused the death of her father, turn out to be her fated mates.They are however unaware of her ability to lift their curse and cannot accept a wretched servant as their mate.
I LOVE YOU LIN

I LOVE YOU LIN

A few weeks later the wedding started, Lina was very happy because it was Lina's first love. Then after that the event was over because it didn't take too long with simple customs to be happy. And a few months later lina Hoping to get pregnant at this time. Lina as a check uses the tespack but it turns out it's not line two, just line one. Disappointment continues to appear. I did menstruate continuously but after being late for a few days I immediately took another test but in reality I didn't get a second line. That's how I always live it. Neighbors' talk that kept coming up because I didn't have a child yet made my heart ache. After a long time my husband also wanted children. How could I not also really want it but haven't been given it until I finally decided to adopt a child. The age of marriage is ten years but they have not given birth to children. Adopting a child is the solution so you don't feel lonely at home. At that time, he adopted a five-year-old child until he turned sixteen with him. I love taking care of him because I want kids and I love kids. Why is it that I can't have children? I don't know it's only God's power. After that my husband also agreed to adopt a child. And we are busy with each other. I am busy teaching children at kindergarten and my husband is also busy teaching high school. Then every night we have discussions telling stories about whatever is his daily life. It's more crowded if there are children, even if they are adopted children. Several years later, Mas Syam also had a heart disease which he had suffered for a long time. But now there are more because it is possible to be tired with daily activities. Then at that time Mas Syam died and a few years later Mamah remarried a widower of his own choice. And his adopted son kept calling his father because he missed him and kept calling him until finally he came to pick up his father who died too because he missed him so much that he daydreamed. And finally his mother's heart was getting sliced ​​because everyone died.
My Boss's wife

My Boss's wife

Kaylan, are you sure about this?" Jaden asked in a whisper as they crouched behind the bush, looking left and right. "Of course! Stop asking me" Kaylan replied in a husky whisper. "For the first time, I pleaded with someone not to report me to my mother, but the dump man still went ahead to paint me black. So, he needs to pay". Jaden sighed, knowing she wouldn't be able to change her best friend's mind. Kaylan looked left and right again, and when she confirmed there was no one watching, she stood up and tip-toed out of the bush. Philip's little house was right in front of her and his tables of fruits were well arranged, drawing her attention. Well, that was exactly what she was heading for. He was actually a fruit seller and she figured it must've taken him a lot of efforts to arrange those, but hell, she didn't care. He was a wicked man and needed to be thought a lesson. She got to where the table and with a little effort, she pushed it down, making the fruits roll over on the floor. Philip came out of the house immediately and his eyes dilated in shock when he found his table of fruits rolling on the floor. "What?" He flinched. "Princess Kaylan?! Princess Kaylan?!" Kaylan giggled and without much hesitation, picked two apples from the floor and ran back to the bush. "Here. Let's go" she gave one of the apples to Jaden and they started running away immediately. "Hey! Stop right there!! How dare you?!" Philip called out ran after them, but they were way faster than him. So, he couldn't catch up with them. Kaylan and Jaden laughed as they ran heavily and only stopped when they sure Philip wasn't after them anymore. "Oh my God! You're such a badass, Kaylan!" Jaden laughed so hard as they both fell on the floor, resting their back against the wall. "Well, yes. That man is so mean. The very day I'd gotten to know he'd beaten up his wife and chased her out of the house over a minor argument, that was the moment my hatred from him increased. Big fat fool" Kaylan snapped and took a huge bite from her apple And so did Jaden. "Whatever, Kaylan. Your father's warned you to stop causing trouble around. How were you able to leave the palace alone, anyway? I thought he's assigned some guards to you?" Jaden asked. "Well, I offered them drinks. But unknown to them, the drinks were poisoned" she paused and giggled. "They're fast asleep in my room at the moment". "What the...Are you kidding me, Kaylan?" They both busted into hearty laughter. The story is so sweet and lovely. Enjoy the rest of the story with a glass of wine and cookies.
THE BOND OF THE FIRST BORN

THE BOND OF THE FIRST BORN

This is the sequel to TRIO LOVE Story. This story is about the bond between the families that were created by their parents. Some might not be related by blood but the bond has existed since they were born and that was an unbreakable one. Blessed with beauty and good-looking, add up with intelligence and wealth, their life had been under the spotlight ever since they were born. Working up on the business legacy built by their parents, they managed to maintain and bring the legacy into a glory and unmeasurable success. However, when life seems to be in perfect flow, that is when reality might hit hard. The bond was indeed unbreakable when there were some who took in more than just a normal family relationship. “Father, I’m serious about it.I want to marry her!” Steven said with utmost honesty resolutely. Jackson was taken aback by Steven’s words. That was something he didn’t expect at all from someone that always had his emotions concealed tight in the deepest sea. Jackson just stared at Steven and Steven didn’t back down a little. Steven looked so determined and his eyes told Jackson that he wasn’t joking. Because indeed he wasn’t joking. Since Jackson had known about the thing he had done, he thought it would be useless if he tried to hide anything from him. Being honest is the option that he saw at this moment and he did it. When Jackson said nothing, Steven was worried but just like he always did, he didn’t show it up on his face. Before he could add something, Jackson cut him off. “Marry her? For what reason, Steven Shao? Marriage is not something that you can do only because you want it to happen! Besides, don’t you know that your sworn brother, Emanuel Mu, also had a thing for Jayleen? What do you think of that?” Join the journey and start reading now! ⚠️ Disclaimer : All the copyright of the photos that had been using in the BOOK COVER is belong to it’s owner.
Reborn As The Vengeful Billionaire Heiress

Reborn As The Vengeful Billionaire Heiress

For five years, April Gamble loved Julian Travis with everything she had, trusting him completely. But on a stormy night, he casually tossed a liquidation agreement at her feet, single-handedly destroying her grandfather's company. He coldly admitted he only dated her to steal Vance Group's internal financial data. "You were convenient," Julian said, swirling his whiskey without a shred of guilt. Before April could even process the brutal betrayal, a breaking news alert lit up her phone. She watched in absolute horror as her grandfather jumped from the ledge of the Vance Tower on live television. Julian looked at her writhing, screaming form with utter boredom and simply ordered his bodyguard to throw her out. Blinded by grief and tears, April sped into the torrential rain, only to be completely crushed by a hydroplaning transport truck at an intersection. As the shattered glass tore into her skin and the metal crushed her ribs, she died with a hatred so pure it made her teeth ache. Why did five years of devotion mean absolutely nothing to him? Why did her family have to die just to feed his ruthless greed? When she opened her eyes again, the harsh hospital lights blinded her, but the familiar burn scar on her arm was gone. She wasn't the betrayed financial analyst April Gamble anymore. She had woken up in the body of Altagracia Blanchard, the most notorious, obscenely wealthy heiress in New York. Julian had taken everything from her, but now, armed with a billionaire's empire, she was going to bury him.
Ex-Wife To The Billionaire, Mother To His Twins Heir

Ex-Wife To The Billionaire, Mother To His Twins Heir

When Ava Harrison hide behind the wooden drink cart, she never expects to hear her world unravel word by word. Married for three years to Marcus Moretti, the cold but captivating heir to an international luxury conglomerate, Ava has sacrificed everything, her dreams, her dignity, even her health-to love and support him. But the man she trusted has been lying. And worse? He's been doing it with her sister, Sophia. With a positive pregnancy test clutched in one hand and her dignity in the other, Ava walks away from the man who never truly saw her. But the world won't let her go easily. Not when she's carrying the Moretti twins heir. Ava disappears, not just from Marcus's world but from everything she's known. She changes her identity, finds unlikely allies-including a mysterious masked man with a dark past-and begins a quiet life in Canada. But Marcus refuses to let her go. As he unravels the truth-that Ava was the one who saved his life years ago, not Sophia-he spirals into guilt and obsession. But Ava is no longer the naïve girl who cried in silence. She's determined to protect her unborn children at all costs. And when fate forces her to cross paths with Marcus again, both are pulled into a storm of regret, revenge, and revelations that will tear their world apart. Love, betrayal, and the strength to rebuild- This is a rollercoaster of emotions, laced with secrets, seduction, and the quiet resilience of a woman who finally chooses herself.