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Reborn To The Wife of a Billionaire with Disabilities
Sumner Upsdell Eileen woke up in a trashed hotel room, her head pounding with the pathetic memories of a despised Hollywood actress.
Outside the window, paparazzi were already screaming about her manufactured cheating scandal, but the real nightmare was waiting at her door.
Her paralyzed, billionaire husband, Carlisle Vinson, looked at her with pure disgust while his butler shoved a divorce settlement at her chest.
"Mr. Vinson is offering a severance package of fifty million dollars, provided you sign immediately and vacate the premises."
The original owner had left her an absolute mess.
Her trusted assistant had sold her room number to the press to frame her, and a playboy had scammed her out of her entire two million dollar life savings.
If she signed those papers and lost the Vinson family's protection, the breach of contract fees and her enemies in the industry would swallow her alive in days.
Eileen felt a cold fury override the original owner's lingering panic.
Why should she take the fall and be thrown out on the streets while the parasites who set her up lived out their wealthy fantasies?
She had died once, and she wasn't about to waste her second chance playing the victim.
Eileen slammed the heavy divorce folder shut right against the butler's chest.
"I'm not signing," she said with a terrifying, absolute calm.
She stepped behind her husband's wheelchair, ready to shield him from the cameras, secretly cure his dead legs, and make everyone who betrayed her bleed. My Husband Murdered Our Unborn Baby
Jun Wen When I was eight months pregnant, I collapsed suddenly from a severe pregnancy complication.
In the hospital, my husband, Easton, refused to approve my emergency C-section.
Standing beside my bleeding body with his mistress, Colette, he held a postnuptial agreement in his hand.
He forced me to give up all our assets and take on Colette's massive debts. He even called the police and falsely accused me of stealing a fake luxury watch, trying to stop me from paying for my own medical care.
"Sign it, and you get the surgery. Otherwise, don't expect to live."
Because of his delay, my baby's heartbeat stopped.
I completely broke down, grieving the child he had killed. He thought he had won. He thought I was a housewife he could manipulate however he pleased.
But he forgot — I was the Chief Financial Officer who helped him build his entire corporate empire. And I had evidence of every single one of his financial crimes. The Skydiving Betrayal: His Steep Fall
Elizabeth I spent months overcoming my fear of heights, just so I could go skydiving with my boyfriend on our anniversary.
But on the plane, Cole strapped my safety harness onto his "best friend" Giselle, telling me to wait for the next trip because she had just gone through a breakup, was feeling down, and needed this thrill to bounce back.
She didn't care about my efforts at all, trying to brush me off with just a few words.
Cole desperately defended her, accusing me of being petty and making a mountain out of a molehill.
"She's fragile, Cathy! You're just jealous of a bond between us that you could never understand!"
He actually expected me to accept being an outsider in my own relationship, while my family kept pressuring me to drop my so-called pride.
For eight years, I poured everything into our relationship, only to finally realize I was nothing but a placeholder, expected to exit the stage whenever Giselle needed him.
His constant emotional manipulation and blatant favoritism left me utterly exhausted.
So, I packed my bags, paid him back every single cent he ever spent on me, and left without looking back.
It was time for me to take over the multi-million dollar corporate project he was about to ruin.
He really needed to see how I would step to the peak of my career! Dancing With the Devil
TaraLynn217 All Ivy wanted was love.
Her boyfriend of one year, Jake, seemed to be a good option, but he was far too professional for Ivy's liking, and her best friend, Violet, didn't like him at all. What else was she supposed to do, though? So what if he didn't hold her, hug her, and kiss her properly? At least she could say that she'd had her first kiss and was in a relationship. That had to be worth something, right?
One day walking home, she wished for her prince charming. Upon entering her room, she found out that sometimes you get what you wish for. Is she prepared to face the person who left the note she finds in her room, possessively claiming that she belongs to him? And all he signs it with is an X.
Book 2 of Supernatural Series (Can be read separately)