She Married Another Guy after Giving Birth to her Ex-husband's Baby

A Vow to Part

A text message came through, accompanied by five incriminating photos-entwined lingerie, fingers tightly interlocked, crumpled sheets clutched in a fist, a blurred reflection in the bathroom... This wasn't the first time Rona received such provocation. The large hand gripping another woman's wrist so tightly it seemed to embed into her flesh-she instantly recognized it as belonging to his longtime love since childhood, Darren. She glanced at the date on the photos, realizing it coincided with their third anniversary of being together. On that day, Rona received an emergency call from the hospital, informing her of Darren's car accident. In a panic, she raced through three red lights to get there, only to witness Darren rushing into the emergency room, holding his blood-soaked secretary, Khloe. Without any explanation, he vanished for nine days, finally reappearing with another woman by his side. It was rumored that she had sustained severe injuries and memory loss while saving Darren, leading to a deep dependency on him. Feeling guilty, Darren showered her with tenderness, staying by her side constantly out of deep gratitude for saving his life. Rona let out a cold laugh and closed the message thread. She finally texted her persistently nagging mother, "I agree to the family-arranged marriage." But before leaving, Rona intended to prepare three significant gifts for Darren.

The Princess Reclaimed Everything

Ellen Saunders woke up reborn, finding herself back at twenty-five. At that time, she had a pair of twins and was married to Samuel Howard, a man whose wealth rivaled nations, a figure so feared that countless factions trembled at his name, the formidable boss of the underground world. Everyone called her the ultimate winner in life. But the first thing she did after her rebirth was to take divorce papers to meet Samuel's mistress.

My Fiancé Married Me To My Rival

At my best friend's birthday party, I drank tainted wine and passed out. When I woke up, I heard the doctor say it could cause severe nerve damage. I teased my fiancé Cayden Hewitt, asking who I was and where I was. He hesitated, staring at me, then called my rival Liam Hewitt. "You're Julia. He's your fiancé. You're getting married soon." I froze, thinking he was joking too. My best friend, Vivian Green, slipped her arm through Cayden's, looking every bit like a couple in love. Eventually, I was about to marry Liam. But Cayden, with eyes red from emotion, stood in front of the car to stop it, pleading, "Julia, don't marry him. I've realized I can't let you go."

Rebirth Over the Deep

I had thalassophobia, a condition rooted in an incident ten years ago when I saved Alec Johnson from a dangerous undertow. He once held my shivering body and swore he would never let me near the ocean again. Later, his first love, Rosalyn Martin, known as the "Mermaid Dancer," injured herself before a crucial underwater documentary shoot. Unable to find a stand-in, he turned to me. He locked me in a swaying cabin, his eyes bloodshot as he pleaded, "Maeve, your build is the closest to hers. Please, finish this last underwater ballet scene for her. This is her lifelong dream. I'm begging you." They forced me into a diving suit and pushed me into the dark, icy depths that had nearly claimed my life once before. When I surfaced, driven by sheer survival instinct, I saw him cradling a tearful Rosalyn, soothing her gently. "Rosalyn, don't cry. Your dream is complete." No one noticed I had nearly died down there. He didn't know that every investment in his thriving company came from me. What he was about to destroy wasn't just my love but his entire future.

The Mob's Bride

I was Ava Hudson, the future daughter-in-law of a prominent councilman in the city of Windhaven. My fiancé, Leo Kennedy, was a celebrated rising star in politics, admired by all. But deep in his heart, he harbored a love for a woman named Isabella Fuller, his untouchable ideal. Now, the notorious crime lord Alessandro Marcello had declared his intent to marry Isabella. I overheard Leo's chilling voice from outside the study. Send Ava to him. No matter how ruthless he is, would he dare touch the councilman's future daughter-in-law?" I followed his plan and married into the Marcello family. Later, it was Leo who lost his mind.

I Ruined my Ex-husband and my Best Friend after a Divorce

I once believed that after enduring hardships, we would finally savor the sweetness of life once my husband, Rhett, completed his PhD. However, on the day of his graduation, he shocked me by filing for divorce, accusing me of deceiving him into marriage by hiding a family illness. What shattered my heart even more was that my best friend, Emeline, who was also my lawyer, "mistakenly" presented crucial evidence in court, leading to my defeat and leaving me completely penniless and homeless. Wandering the streets with nothing, I sought out Emeline, only to overhear an earth-shattering truth outside her door. It turned out they had been together all along and even had a child. They had conspired to accuse me of being the sick one to completely discard me. Seven years of dedication and friendship were all lies, leaving only cold fury in my heart. Quietly, I gathered solid proof to prove my innocence and returned to the courtroom. This time, I was determined to hold them accountable for their deceit!

Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul-her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband's entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I'm out of your league."

One Night With My Billionaire Boss

I woke up on silk sheets that smelled of expensive cedar and cold sandalwood, a world away from my cramped apartment in Brooklyn. Beside me lay Ezra Gardner—my boss, the billionaire CEO of Gardner Holdings, and the man who could end my career with a snap of his fingers. He didn’t offer an apology for the night before; instead, he looked at me with terrifying clarity and proposed a cold, calculated business arrangement. "Marriage. It stabilizes the board and solves the PR crisis before it begins." He dressed me in archival Chanel and sent me home in his Maybach, but my life was already falling apart. My boyfriend, Irving, claimed he had passed out early, yet his location data placed him at my best friend’s apartment until three in the morning. When I tried to run, I realized Ezra was already ten steps ahead, tracking my movements and uncovering the secret I’d spent twenty years hiding: my connection to the powerful Senator Grimes. I was trapped between a CEO who treated me like a line item on a quarterly report and a boyfriend who had been using me while sleeping with my closest friend. I felt like a pawn in a game I didn't understand, wondering why a man like Ezra would walk up forty flights of stairs on a broken leg just to make sure I was safe. "Showtime, Mrs. Gardner." Standing on the red carpet in a gown that cost more than my life, I watched my cheating ex-boyfriend’s face turn pale as Ezra claimed me in front of the world. I wasn't just an assistant anymore; I was a weapon, and it was time to burn their world down.

Secret Triplets: The Billionaire's Second Chance

I stood at my mother’s open grave in the freezing rain, my heels sinking into the mud. The space beside me was empty. My husband, Hilliard Holloway, had promised to cherish me in bad times, but apparently, burying my mother didn't fit into his busy schedule. While the priest’s voice droned on, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a livestream of the Metropolitan Charity Gala. There was Hilliard, looking impeccable in a custom tuxedo, with his ex-girlfriend Charla English draped over his arm. The headline read: "Holloway & English: A Power Couple Reunited?" When he finally returned to our penthouse at 2 AM, he didn't come alone—he brought Charla with him. He claimed she’d had a "medical emergency" at the gala and couldn't be left alone. I found a Tiffany diamond necklace on our coffee table meant for her birthday, and a smudge of her signature red lipstick on his collar. When I confronted him, he simply told me to stop being "hysterical" and "acting like a child." He had no idea I was seven months pregnant with his child. He thought so little of my grief that he didn't even bother to craft a convincing lie, laughing with his mistress in our home while I sat in the dark with a shattered heart and a secret life growing inside me. "He doesn't deserve us," I whispered to the darkness. I didn't scream or beg. I simply left a folder on his desk containing signed divorce papers and a forged medical report for a terminated pregnancy. I disappeared into the night, letting him believe he had successfully killed his own legacy through his neglect. Five years later, Hilliard walked into "The Vault," the city's most exclusive underground auction, looking for a broker to manage his estate. He didn't recognize me behind my Venetian mask, but he couldn't ignore the neon pink graffiti on his armored Maybach that read "DEADBEAT." He had no clue that the three brilliant triplets currently hacking his security system were the very children he thought had been erased years ago. This time, I wasn't just a wife in the way; I was the one holding all the cards.

Scars of Betrayal: The Heiress They Tried To Erase

Kelsie's biggest regret in life was getting involved with Judge, the icy Captain. She pursued him for three years, married him for two, thinking she'd warmed a stone, only to be met with nothing. Her mother-in-law disliked her, her husband was indifferent, and a fragile "white moonlight" would occasionally try to get her attention. Until she witnessed Judge and Angelique meeting secretly at a hotel, her heart shattered, and then she discovered she was pregnant. Kelsie sneered, threw down the divorce papers, and decisively ran away, disappearing without a trace. When they met again, she was a successful single mother, surrounded by suitors. In the pouring rain, the once aloof man humbly stopped her car, pleading in a hoarse voice, "Kelsie, come home with me." The car window rolled down, and a little boy, nine-tenths like him, coldly warned in a cute but fierce tone, "Want to date my mommy? Ask me first!"

She Was The Joke, Now She's The Queen

Two years of marriage left Brinley questioning everything, her supposed happiness revealed as nothing but sham. Abandoning her past for Colin, she discovered only betrayal and a counterfeit wedding. Accepting his heart would stay frozen, she called her estranged father, agreeing to the match he proposed. Laughter followed her, with whispers of Colin's power to toss her aside. Yet, she reinvented herself-legendary racer, casino mastermind, and acclaimed designer. When Colin tried to reclaim her, another man pulled Brinley close. "She's already carrying my child. You can't move on?"

My Alpha's Heartless Contract Wife

"Anya, a 'wolfless' in a world of powerful werewolves, was invisible, drowning her sorrows and desperately lonely. One drunken text, a desperate cry for attention, accidentally reached the Alpha, pulling her into his terrifying orbit. Now, she's trapped, a pawn in his game, forced to warm his bed while he waits for his true mate, her heart breaking with every stolen moment. As a 'wolfless' in the Blackwood Pack, Anya felt like an outsider, always yearning for a connection. One night, in a drunken haze, a misdirected text meant for her best friend landed in Alpha Declan Blackwood's inbox: ""Send me something hot."" Minutes later, the most powerful, terrifying man in the Pack stood at her door, claiming her with a possessive kiss that ignited a dangerous, unwanted fire. The next morning, his cold indifference shattered her world. Publicly humiliated and instantly fired, Anya became a pariah. Her dying mother's urgent need for a million-dollar heart transplant left her with an impossible choice: accept the Alpha's cold, transactional marriage proposal or watch her mother die. She became his ""placeholder"" wife, a contract, not a partner, all while battling a confusing attraction to the man who treated her as property. Why did he demand her, only to remind her constantly of her worthlessness, especially when everyone knew he waited for his true mate? Her world crumbled when she overheard Declan tell his returning ""true mate,"" Kristin Larsen, that Anya was ""just a substitute."" Despite the crushing betrayal and a strange, unyielding pull, Anya, fueled by her mother's desperate need, vowed to survive this gilded cage and reclaim her life before she lost herself completely."