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The Tycoon's Wrath: Protecting His Surgeon Queen
"You want a divorce? Fine. Complete an IVF cycle, give me an heir to unlock my trust fund, and I'll sign the papers." In the dim underground garage, my cheating husband gripped my wrist tightly, his face twisted in a mocking sneer. "Stop dreaming, Ellie. Your family is bankrupt! You think if you leave me, some Wall Street billionaire is going to be blind enough to be your knight in shining armor?" Looking at his arrogant face, I felt nothing but pure disgust. For three years of a dead marriage, he paraded his mistress into our marital bed, letting her wear my clothes and carry my bags. When I demanded a divorce, my own vain mother tried to force me back to be his incubator, all for a seven-million-dollar bribe. "I'd rather die than have your child." I looked at him coldly and slammed the "PETITION FOR DISSOLUTION OF MARRIAGE" right into his face. Infuriated, he tightened his grip on my arm, ready to explode. Just then, blinding LED headlights tore through the darkness of the garage. A custom black Bentley Mulsanne glided silently out of the shadows, stopping inches behind us. The tinted window rolled down, revealing a sharp, lethally handsome face. The most ruthless, untouchable billionaire on Wall Street-Cosmo James. He also happened to be my husband's former best friend. Cosmo's ice-blue eyes locked onto the hand gripping my arm. His deep voice cut through the freezing air like a blade: "Take your hands off her." Cosmo leaned slightly forward, radiating sheer, predatory authority. A cold, ruthless smirk touched his lips. "You asked which Wall Street billionaire is going to be her knight in shining armor." "It's me."After a grueling thirty-six-hour shift in the neurosurgery ward, a blizzard hit Manhattan. Ellie had called her husband, hoping he could pick her up, only to have him coldly reject her.
Braving the freezing snow, she pushed open the heavy oak doors of their Upper East Side townhouse and walked straight upstairs, only to look through the half-open master bedroom door and see her husband's new assistant lying on the marital bed she had once poured her heart into decorating, wearing her favorite silk robe.
Hearing the noise outside the door, Vanessa Hayes scrambled off the marital bed in a fluster. She deliberately tugged at the loose collar of the robe, revealing a fragile panic. "Mrs. Oliver, you're home early."
Ellie's eyes were like a pool of stagnant water. There was no anger, only the chilling, numb detachment of a surgeon looking at medical waste.
Three years of marriage with this man. She and Ephram had long gone from being the envied campus couple to a pathetic, shattered reality. Ephram's infidelity was an open secret, and she, once cherished in the palm of his hand, had been thoroughly reduced to a despised, discarded wife.
"You're quite special," Ellie said coldly. "Ephram has never brought another woman back here."
This townhouse was their marital home, bought three years ago when they got married.
A flash of triumph flickered in Vanessa's eyes as she softly explained, "Mr. Oliver had too much to drink. I drove him back."
Ellie hadn't seen Ephram in two months.
Two months ago, on her twenty-eighth birthday, she was eating dinner alone at a five-star hotel restaurant when she ran into him having a candlelight dinner with a young model.
She had marched up, slapped him across the face, and screamed at him with a twisted expression for being disgusting and shameless.
Ephram had only offered a chilling sneer, telling Ellie to look in the mirror and see what she had become. Then, he wrapped his arm around the model's waist and went straight to the penthouse suite to have sex.
That night, Ellie returned to this massive, empty house and smashed every fragile thing in sight. Looking at her unrecognizable face in the mirror, she suddenly broke down into loud, agonizing sobs.
How did she become this? How did she turn into such a hysterical, miserable woman?
After that night, Ellie moved out of this townhouse. Ephram never came looking for her.
She heard he broke up with the model shortly after, but she didn't expect him to find a new replacement so quickly.
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I Was Called His
Suhana is a beautiful, charming and intelligent girl. She falls in love with a merchant Navy boy. When she asked him, will he marry her? Undoubtedly, gleefully he said yes. He made all the promises to her and showed her dreams of a happy married life. After completing her study, they planned to get/1/114597/coverorgin.jpg?v=ab1768555f999d359018dcbe92579ca7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Was Never His Real Wife
My little brother's heart monitor was screaming its final warning. I called my husband, Dante Volkov, the ruthless underworld king whose life I'd saved years ago. He had promised to send his elite medical team. "I'm handling an emergency," he snapped, then hung up. An hour later, my brother was dea/1/134110/coverorgin.jpg?v=d2f8c5ed7736ba6877f07f20fc44f4fb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Enemy I Called Husband
I shared my bed with my husband, my secrets with my best friend, and my life with two people who were plotting my downfall. For seven years, Isabella Bennett believed she had the perfect marriage. Until she discovered her husband's affair with the one woman she trusted more than anyone-her best fr/0/27005/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220419191712&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Before i called her name
She fell inlove for the very first time and she thought she could peacefully live with her new personality and name. She thought that she could keep her secret for the rest of her life. But in an instant, all that she had worked hard for was completely GONE./1/123010/coverorgin.jpg?v=86fe303b80da15252f2ba0f7451b4b12&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Night I Left Him, I Was Carrying His Heir
Seraphina's plan was simple and clinical: get pregnant with her absent billionaire husband's superior DNA, then finalize the divorce for a clean break. But after six months of a cold, empty marriage, Julian Sinclair suddenly returned. He didn't come back to sign the papers-he brought his pregnant m/0/24525/coverorgin.jpg?v=fd813ea9b2779e375a60df1885244c4f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
If I Was Perfect
In our world today, we've turned Angels to demons. This was a tale of a familiar pain. Racism! Leo was black, and that meant imperfection. Shea loved him, but perhaps she loved her father more and that love led to the death of two people, and a whole other twisted scenes. Unravel this story with/1/101426/coverorgin.jpg?v=4cd47d42f6b1c24743a30ddbaa8ca7ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Was His Wife, Now I'm His Ruin
Sera stood at the altar, ready to renew vows with Lucas Sterling, a public declaration of their solid marriage. But in that holy silence, Lucas answered his phone, his voice booming, "Naomi? I'm coming." He then turned, eyes cold, declaring, "It's over," abandoning her mid-ceremony. The crowd gaspe/0/83663/coverorgin.jpg?v=956a39dd958c24490b4b88506bf98f85&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Day I Was Reborn
On the day my son died, I was reborn. The morning light of Chicago streamed through the blinds, just like before, a painful echo of a day I never wanted to live again. My son, Leo, was supposed to have his scholarship interview at Northwestern today, a full ride, his entire future. In my previous/1/111560/coverorgin.jpg?v=18dae6c4e707b66b0f16f410942df23c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
You Called Me A Cripple: He Called Me His Wife
For four years of marriage, my husband, Julian Crawford, had avoided me, repulsed by my crippled legs, never once willing to touch me. And yet, in cruel contrast, my body betrayed me, my desires spiraling out of control. During a gynecological exam, under the hands of a stranger—a male doctor—/0/49843/coverorgin.jpg?v=61827e1380f668cdefc206b5dae26fbf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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I was more than pretty
They said I was beautiful - but not real. That my smile was perfect - but my past made me broken. I spent years trying to prove I was more than the girl who changed her face to survive the world's cruelty. I married Julian Vale, believing love would finally see me. I called Serena Blake my sister, t/1/113231/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5863352f02aa70f57b39aaadae9fd4f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Was Kidnapped, He Married His First Love
When the kidnapper pressed a tactical knife to Falon's throat and demanded a one-million-dollar ransom, she was certain her fiancé would pay. Instead, Jerod's annoyed voice echoed through the speaker. He was busy cutting a cake with his fragile, manipulative mistress, Abby. "Do whatever you want w/1/101148/coverorgin.jpg?v=b159bfecb2754ee3c6d3446a1bdc64e4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Fiancée Was His True Savior
I was standing in five thousand dollars of hand-stitched lace when I received the medical report. My fiancé, Dante de Rossi, the future Don of Chicago, had gotten another woman pregnant. He didn't apologize. He didn't beg. He looked me in the eye and called it a "strategic necessity." "Isobel sav/1/104376/coverorgin.jpg?v=188dcabf07f8419997ba932b6bcddd6d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Illness Was A Weapon
For six years, my marriage was a clinical trial. I was the doctor for my husband Jackson' s severe contamination OCD, enduring endless cleaning rituals just for a touch. Then I found a used condom wrapper in his car. I soon learned he was breaking every single one of his pathological rules for his/1/102860/coverorgin.jpg?v=fb1450ebea277ac6119b3b112743e9b6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Thought I Was A Doormat, Until I Ruined Him
The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clo/0/84062/coverorgin.jpg?v=175d0fe48b142121788382d691e4d08c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Con Called Love: His Wife's Betrayal
The phone call came while I was at a teachers' conference, Gabby's best friend on the line, voice tight with fake concern. "Ethan, you need to come home. Gabby had to have emergency surgery. A ruptured appendix." I raced back through a brutal storm, only to find her hospital room filled with laugh/0/62376/coverorgin.jpg?v=234f1a0c859159f814762c97e830336a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Every Man I Liked Was You
"Love was never going to be in the cards for Edna Parker.Growing up in the shadow of her parents' messy divorce and the walls she built around her heart, vowing to never let love in. But when she found that her life felt empty,she decided to finally find happiness,with so many people against her. W/1/110135/coverorgin.jpg?v=1bbb5d67bd38f8adda05e767f611fbc4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Left When I Was Broke, Regretted When I Was King.
Ethan loved her with empty pockets and a full heart. He worked until his hands bled. Skipped meals. Gave her everything he had. On Valentine's Day, he planned to give her the one gift he could never afford. Instead, he caught her in another man's arms. His brother's arms. They laughed at him. They/0/73197/coverorgin.jpg?v=a7e509aeb101662a072c7d30d2214642&imageMogr2/format/webp)
