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The Unwanted Wife's Genius Comeback
I flew cross-country for my birthday, hoping for just one night of warmth with my husband and five-year-old daughter. But when I opened the door, I found my famous hockey star husband and my daughter acting like the perfect family with Dayna, a glamorous sports commentator. My daughter shrank away from my open arms. "Mama's boring. She never plays with me. Don't go, Auntie Dayna!" My husband didn't even look up from his phone to wish me a happy birthday. He coldly canceled our dinner plans, claiming he had an urgent, last-minute strategy meeting for his team. Hours later, a TMZ article popped up on my phone, featuring a brutal photo of the three of them sharing a steak at an upscale Manhattan restaurant. The headline praised Blake's "family dinner with rumored flame Dayna Nixon" and openly wondered where the current Mrs. Carlisle was. My daughter lied for this, and my husband publicly humiliated me, treating my five years of silent sacrifice like a pathetic, disposable joke. I didn't cry, and I didn't throw a desperate fit. Instead, I calmly walked into his study, signed the pre-nuptial divorce agreement he had prepared years ago, and booked a one-way ticket back to Boston. From now on, I am no longer Mrs. Carlisle. I am Corinne Sargent, and I am taking my life back.RACHAEL'S POV
Sitting across from Amy, sunlight filtering through the café windows casting soft rays on our table, I am lost in our conversation reminiscing about the good old days.
"Remember that time we went to Ibiza for our birthdays?" Amy asks, a playful smirk tugging at her lips.
"You almost missed the flight because you insisted on entering that store. "I laugh, shaking my head at the memory.
"Hey, I had to get those boots! They were gorgeous."
Amy raises her glass, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"And now look at us. Thirty and still day drinking like we're twenty-five." I clink my glass against hers, feeling a pleasant warmth spread through me, not just from the daytime drinks but from the joy of spending this moment with my best friend.
We had been through so much together, from wild nights in college and spontaneous trips to heartbreaks and new beginnings. Today felt like a nod to our youth, but with a touch of something deeper and more meaningful.
"I can't believe you're thirty," Amy says, setting her glass down and reaching for her purse.
"I got you something."
"Oh no, you didn't have to. Your sparkling company is enough." I tease."
She rolls her eyes and pulls out a small velvet box. I blink, surprised, as she hands it to me. I open the box slowly, and there it is: the necklace. The one I had seen when I was young, the one I had promised myself that I would buy the minute I started making money but never did.
"Amy..." My voice trails off as I run my fingers over the delicate chain, as it twinkles in the sunlight. It was exactly as I remembered. Simple, elegant.
"I know how much you wanted it," she says softly, watching me. "I thought it was time you had it."
Tears prick the corners of my eyes, but I blink back quickly, not wanting to get too emotional in public.
"It's perfect. Thank you."
After enjoying a few more sips of our drinks, I can't stop the excitement bubbling up inside me.
"You know, I have a feeling Jack's up to something today. He's been acting weird all week. I'm sure he's planning some sort of surprise party, and you're in on it too, aren't you?"
Amy looks at me innocently, but a guilty smile tugs at her lips. "Me? I have no idea what you're talking about, Rachael. I haven't seen Jack all week."
"Oh, please!" I laugh.
"You've been plotting this birthday lunch for days. I bet you're just stalling me so he can get everything ready at home." Amy shrugs, giving nothing away. We finish our drinks with a toast to the big three-oh.
"Happy birthday, my love," Amy says with a wink as we hug goodbye.
I leave the café a little tipsy, the necklace she had gifted me bouncing lightly against my chest as I walk to the car. My heart is racing with excitement, my mind spinning with thoughts of what Jack could have planned.
A party, maybe? Or a romantic dinner for two? I can't wait to get home and find out whatever it is.
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Shattered Vows- Falling for My Ex's Billionaire Enemy
On her 30th birthday, Rachael Crawford comes home expecting a romantic evening with her husband, Jack. Instead, she finds an empty closet and a note that shatters her world: *"I'm leaving you. Sorry to do this on your birthday."* Blindsided and heartbroken, Rachael seeks answers from Jack's parent/0/18213/coverorgin.jpg?v=10395f96e63e04cbd497b875650b9ec5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wife is an Aloof Beauty
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army a/0/18611/coverorgin.jpg?v=41efb4ae03f8c70f1c26587125e619a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover
Life isn't always perfect. And Wanda discovers this when she has to take on several jobs simultaneously to gather enough money for her uncle's surgery. And yet, that was never going to be enough. With a crushing debt hanging over her head due to her uncle's excessive gambling, Wanda chooses the last/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/0/18526/coverorgin.jpg?v=e205a807cebf7f7627607d5e1864c8b3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Ex-husband Comes Back
In his heart, she was the woman, who tried by hook or crook, to marry him for the name, status, and position. Five years of humiliation, five years of disregard, and five years of torture. As that time went by, all these consumed her love for him, little by little. When his true love returned,/0/19933/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7295f3bcb7dd53bcecca8cc267365fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Surrogate For Billionaire
I knew this day would come soon but I’m not ready yet, I’m just scared. I couldn’t even see anything because my eyes were covered with a long black satin and also my hands were tied up. The most scary thing is it’s raining and thundering heavily. After some time I heard someone’s footsteps coming t/0/21349/coverorgin.jpg?v=15ff74f86fb5b7eb3afdc7909330357a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha's Hated Mate
“I don't want to see this angelic face of hers that deceived me and murdered my child, she disgusts me, she is nothing but a worthless, good for nothing, liar. I was so good to her and this is how she repays me? I fucking loved her, I changed who I was for her sake. I put up with her annoying and e/0/18527/coverorgin.jpg?v=40ef064ca468f1d193ec29165121804c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sinful Duty
Her stepmother treated her unfairly, her half-sister wanted everything she had, and even her father tried to sell her to an old lecher just for a contract. All of these didn’t take Sophia down. But when she caught her boyfriend cheating with her half-sister, she failed to swallow the blow this tim/0/59178/coverorgin.jpg?v=209109d051553347f6308919b134d1b5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His regret: Can't win me back
"It's getting hot in here, don't you think?" I shudder as my clit becomes wet with his smooth voice. I melt away in his arms. He kisses me with a passion I've never felt before, and I moan into his mouth, lost in the moment until I sense him kicking open a door. I realize we're in a room. He contin/1/106649/coverorgin.jpg?v=b55ff3a1bf4d7bb198689613bf191b01&imageMogr2/format/webp)
