My Son's Watch Exposed My Husband's Lies

The Masked Heiress: Don't Mess With Her

Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins-a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."

He Drove Me Away, Now He's Hunting Me Down

My husband, Liam Goldstein, was publicly the perfect man. He donated a kidney to save my life and named the new tower of his corporate headquarters after me. The world saw us as the ultimate power couple, a love story for the ages. But in private, he was cheating on me with an influencer. He arranged a "romantic evening" with private fireworks, only for me to discover it was a birthday party for his mistress, Ava. I overheard him promise her my "Maya's Horizon" necklace, the one he gave me after the transplant. His friends were all in on it, laughing behind my back and calling me "the main course." After a car accident, I found them together at the hospital. She was pregnant with his child. When I lunged at her, he grabbed my wrist and snarled at me to apologize to his pregnant mistress. Then came the final blow. A text from Ava with a picture of the sonogram. "Our baby, Maya." Underneath it, a photo of her wearing my necklace. "He says it looks better on me." On our anniversary, I had his prized rose garden bulldozed. Then I had the divorce papers delivered to his office, along with every single taunting message Ava had ever sent me. By the time he read them, Maya Goldstein was already a ghost.

Erasing the Woman He Promised Forever

Five years ago, I gave my fiancé, Floyd Meyers, my neural interface to save his life after a car crash left him in a coma. He promised to cherish me forever, but now he's engaged to another woman, Jaylah Ryan. Together, they're publicly erasing me, making it clear I'm being thrown out of the house I once called home. In my last life, I broke down. I cried and begged for an explanation. He told me a psychic claimed I was the source of his bad luck. He had me locked away in a mental hospital, then drowned me in the cold lake behind our house, convinced he was freeing himself from a curse. I sacrificed a piece of my own body for him, and he repaid me with humiliation and murder. But I woke up again, back in this house, just days before their engagement party. This time, I will not cry. I will not beg. This time, I have an escape plan, and I will walk away before he can destroy me again.

He Left My Mother to Die, So I Left Him

y mother was in the hospital after a nasty dog bite, so I called my fiancé, Cohen. He was supposed to be my rock. Instead, I got annoyance. He was in Aspen, on a ski trip with my best friend, Hillary. "What do you want me to do? Fly back right now?" he snapped, before hanging up to get back to the "perfect snow." The dog, it turned out, was Hillary's. The bite on my diabetic mother's leg quickly developed into a raging infection. I texted Cohen an update, telling him she was getting worse, that they were talking about surgery. He didn't call back. Instead, Hillary's Instagram story updated: a photo of her and Cohen, cheeks flushed from the cold, smiling in front of a fireplace. The caption was a single heart emoji. While they were sipping hot chocolate, my mother went into septic shock. As I sat alone in the grim hospital waiting room, staring at my silent phone, I knew he had already made his choice. He had chosen a vacation. He had chosen my best friend. He had left my mother to die all alone. She passed away at 3:17 AM. I held her hand until it grew cold, then walked out into the gray dawn. I wasn't just grieving. I was done. I was going to erase myself from his world and burn everything to the ground.

He Called Me by Another Woman's Name

To save my dying mother, I agreed to a simple transaction: I would become the fiancée of the wealthy and powerful Kirk Knapp, and he would pay for her life. But the arrangement curdled into a nightmare when his young niece, Jaida, came to live with us. Suddenly, I wasn't just a placeholder in his life; I was an obstacle to be removed. He doted on Jaida for a tiny scratch while ignoring the bruises he had given me. He publicly called her "the light of my life" while his friends whispered that I was just his "charity case." Jaida, with a saccharine smile, handed me a jar of harsh bleaching cream, telling me my complexion made the house look gloomy. Kirk accused me of being unstable and jealous, choosing to comfort her over my defense. He even took away the one small kindness he ever showed me-a glass of warm water at night-and gave it to her instead. I endured it all for my mother. But the final illusion shattered when he called me late one night, drunk and begging. He pleaded, not for Holly, but for "Chloe." I realized I had never even been a person to him. I was just a substitute for a ghost. With my mother's surgery finally paid for, my debt was settled. I packed a single bag, changed my number, and boarded a bus to a new city, leaving his world of toxic lies behind. This time, I was going to build a life that was entirely my own.

The Billionaire's Stepsister and His Broken Wife

My husband's stepsister locked my five-year-old son in a car under the brutal summer sun. He was barely conscious when I found him, his small face streaked with tears and sweat. The doctors said a few more minutes could have been fatal. But my husband, Coleman, wasn't worried about our son. He was worried about his stepsister, Casey. He ordered me to go to a party with her that night, to smile for the cameras and tell everyone it was just a simple, regrettable accident. "A scandal like this could ruin her career," he said, his voice cold. He called our son "resilient" and my horror "dramatic." When I refused, he leaned in close, his voice a vicious whisper for my ears only. "Have you ever once wondered why I married you? You were the perfect object lesson. The perfect, stable, boring tool." Our marriage, our life, our son... it was all a performance. A long, elaborate piece of theater designed to make his stepsister jealous. The world stopped. Then, a cold, sharp clarity took its place. I looked him in the eye and said, "Okay. I'll go. I'll do exactly as you ask." He just didn't know that I was going to be the perfect wife one last time. And that the first thing I did when I walked into our house was call the most ruthless divorce lawyer in the city.

Deceived, Disowned, And Suddenly Filthy Rich

"Cast out when the true heiress appeared, Eleanor was shoved back into her birth parents' cramped slum apartment and slapped with a bill for millions. Undaunted, she exposed her hidden identities and vowed to flip their fate. First, she gifted her swindled eldest brother a trillion-dollar conglomerate. Next, she wiped every smear on her canceled actor brother, shoving him to stardom. Then, she defended her youngest brother's design integrity. As wealth and fame piled up, the ""real"" heiress stormed back into her life, stirring chaos. But Eleanor effortlessly climbed to the top of the global wealth rankings. But how could she shake off that relentless, crazed mafia boss who was hot on her trail?!"

Born For Starlight: The Mysterious Wife Who Stole My Heart

Dayna had worshiped her husband, only to watch him strip her late mother's estate and lavish devotion on another woman. After three miserable years, he discarded her, and she lay broken-until Kristopher, the man she once betrayed, dragged her from the wreckage. He now sat in a wheelchair, eyes like tempered steel. She offered a pact: she would mend his legs if he helped crush her ex. He scoffed, yet signed on. As their ruthless alliance caught fire, he uncovered her other lives-healer, hacker, pianist-and her numb heart stirred. But her groveling ex crawled back. "Dayna, you were my wife! How could you marry someone else? Come back!"

The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town's richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. "Way to go, honey!"

My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage

It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”

Finding Bliss Again: My Baby Daddy Is The Most Powerful Man Alive?!

At their wedding night, Kayla caught her brand-new husband cheating. Reeling and half-drunk, she staggered into the wrong suite and collapsed into a stranger's arms. Sunrise brought a pounding head-and the discovery she was pregnant. The father? A supremely powerful tycoon who happened to be her husband's ruthless uncle. Panicked, she tried to run, but he barred the door with a faint, dangerous smile. When the cheating ex begged, Kayla lifted her chin and declared, "Want a second chance at us? Ask your uncle." The tycoon pulled her close. "She's my wife now." The ex gasped, "What!?"

Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret

After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"