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Too Late For Regret, My Cheating Ex

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 797    |    Released on: Today at 17:44

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lightly despite my best efforts to keep it steady. "W

ago, right before the wedding, when I had my lawyers set up our life insur

. Ten years ago... So, at the very beginning of that supposedly sweet, fairy-tale marriage, when he was just

sible hand, hurting so much I couldn't breathe. I looked at the handsome face I had been obsessed with for a decad

n't touch your millions. But what if tomorrow, I walk right into Megan's elite figure skating club? What if I stand in front of all her glamorou

rkened like a thundercloud. He took a

eft! My husband, my sister, my family... they're all gone! What the hell do I have to lose? A p

on... that was her lifeblood, her capital, and the very thing she needed to sta

s, his voice low and dang

ute clarity. "I want the small apartment downtown on 5th Avenue. Transfer t

ece of real estate in his massive portfolio.

he bucket for his $80 million net worth. Using this insignificant price t

at you want and stay the hell away from Megan.

heard a joke, bu

n the divorce papers." Sterling dropped his final senten

ad kept me standing abruptly vanished. My strength was completely draine

ight illuminated my face, which was as pale as a sheet of paper. I

p?" Chloe's energeti

een suppressing could no longer be contained. A broken, shattere

to sheer panic. "What happened?

d into the house like a hurricane. At a glance, she saw me curled up in the corner of the sofa,

around my freezing body. "What the hell happened? You

ng of my tightly wound nerves completely snapped. The humiliation, fu

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Too Late For Regret, My Cheating Ex
Too Late For Regret, My Cheating Ex
“On my tenth wedding anniversary, I prepared a perfect dinner and waited for my husband to come home. Instead, he walked in reeking of alcohol, threw a harsh divorce agreement on the table, and told me he was leaving me with nothing. He said our marriage was just for business, and now that his company was going public, he didn't need me anymore. The woman he truly loved and was cheating with was my own younger sister, Megan. When I rushed to my mother for help, she coldly sipped her tea and admitted she had known for months. She ordered me to turn a blind eye and beg for his forgiveness, because our family's company relied entirely on his investments. "Are you going to drag down your own family now?" She told me to accept being a wife in name only, or I wouldn't get a single penny from the family. Ten years of my youth were treated as a cheap transaction, and my own flesh and blood threw me away like a worthless pawn just to keep their funding. I finally realized that in this family, I had never been loved. I didn't cry, and I certainly didn't beg. Instead, I tore up his cruel prenuptial agreement right in front of them. Using his upcoming IPO as leverage, I forced him to hand over two luxury properties and half a million dollars in cash. Then, I dusted off my hidden certifications and dialed the number for a top-tier headhunting firm.”