Modern Books for Women
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Helena's Revenge: A Marriage Unraveled
For forty years, I stood by Carroll Baxter's side, building his legacy from a junior state representative to a man whose name echoed with respect. I was Helena Cook, the elegant, intelligent wife, the perfect partner. Then, one afternoon, I saw him in a cheap cafe downtown, sharing a luridly green smoothie with a young woman, Kandy Mays. His face was lit with a joy I hadn't seen in twenty years. It wasn't just a fling; it was an emotional desertion. He was a man in his seventies, obsessed with an heir, and I knew he was looking for a new life in her. I didn't make a scene. I walked away, my heels clicking a steady rhythm that betrayed none of the chaos inside me. He thought I was a fragile art history professor he could discard with a small settlement. He was wrong. That evening, I made his favorite meal. When he came home late, the food was cold. He wanted to talk, to deliver the final blow. I pulled a folder from my desk and looked him straight in the eye. "I have cancer, Carroll. Pancreatic. Six months, maybe less." His face drained of color. It wasn't love or concern; it was the sudden destruction of his plan. A dying wife couldn't be divorced. He was trapped. The weight of his public image, of his carefully constructed reputation, was a cage he had built for himself. He retreated to his study, the click of the lock echoing in the silent room. The next morning, my nephew Jared called. "He kicked her out, Aunt Helena. She was crying her eyes out on the sidewalk."/1/110554/coverorgin.jpg?v=689c71771d84d31f96431fd6771ee8c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Irresistible Chains: I Sold Myself To My Guardian Devil
Eight years ago, Rosalyn sold herself for money, and Nathan became her first and only client. Now, with her wedding approaching, her own fiancé sent her back to the same man. What should have been one more humiliating transaction dragged her into Nathan's dangerous orbit again-an orbit he had no intention of letting her escape. As her fiancé cheated and schemed, Nathan crushed him in secret. When rumors tore at her name, he spent freely to protect her. But just when he reached for forever, Rosalyn walked away, leaving behind a truth written in blood, loss, and the child they never got to keep./0/91938/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ccce299e588e4412641dbdc7fee3822&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Babysitting Andrea
Babysitting Andrea" is a novel that explores themes of love, relationships, and the complexities that come with them. The story revolves around Andrea and her interactions with various characters, including Dylan and Claribel, as they navigate their emotions and relationships.. Overall, "Babysitting Andrea" is a thought-provoking novel that delves into the complexities of human emotions and relationships./0/80831/coverorgin.jpg?v=c190d9238218bbec28ef86dccfb1cfeb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Discarded Bride's Comeback
Ava, an interior designer, was at her grand wedding rehearsal dinner, just hours from marrying affluent director Ethan. Suddenly, Ethan's adopted sister, Chloe, collapsed. He abandoned Ava, rushing her away. An hour later, Ethan called: Chloe was pregnant, and the baby was his. Ethan coldly demanded Ava cancel their wedding, quit her job, and raise his love child. Reeling, Ava returned home to find her grandmother's quilt, among her belongings, dumped outside their shared condo. Inside, Ethan caressed Chloe's belly. Chloe then "accidentally" ruined the quilt. When Ava confronted them, Ethan violently shoved her, causing her to hit her head and bleed, completely ignoring her. The audacity was sickening. How could he betray her so utterly, demanding she accept his monstrous secret and raise his child? This public humiliation and callous disregard for her physical safety ignited a cold fury. It was her 30th birthday—the exact day a silly childhood pact with best friend Liam was set to expire. Ava stared at the monster Ethan had become. With unwavering resolve, she walked back to the dinner, dramatically removed her diamond engagement ring, and placed it before Ethan's powerful father, declaring the wedding canceled. This time, she was truly breaking free./1/101950/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe8a2c20c2b7ab56ab5c8e636efbdc46&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Your Second Chance
My fiancé, Bentley Wise, heir to a New York real estate empire, promised we'd marry in 99 days. But after he saved a socialite, Frida Tanner, from a landslide, he spent those days repaying her "kindness," abandoning me at every turn. When Frida, driving distracted, killed my mother in a car crash, Bentley defended her at the funeral. "It was an accident, Adelle. You're causing a scene." He shielded my mother's killer, pushed me to the ground, and chose her over our ten years of love. Lying on the floor of the chapel, I watched him comfort the woman who destroyed my life. I knew then that our love was dead. I exposed their crimes online and fled to Paris to start over. But just as I found new love and a new life, Bentley appeared, begging for a second chance. "I'm so sorry, Adelle. Please, just come back to me." I refused, telling him I was with someone else. That night, Frida's mother, seeking revenge, had me kidnapped and left for dead. Bentley sacrificed himself to save me, taking the blows meant for me. As he lay bleeding, he pleaded, "Give me another chance. I'll do anything." I looked at the man who had destroyed me, then saved me, and said, "I have a new life now, Bentley. A life you have no part in."/1/115873/coverorgin.jpg?v=9c304515ebf8af9059f4241d4994cb0a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kneeling To My Ruthless Billionaire Ex
Emerson worked grueling twelve-hour shifts just to keep her five-year-old son, Leo, alive. Her only lifeline was her partner Alden, who was willing to give up his wealthy family to protect them. But when Leo's bone marrow completely failed, the doctor delivered a death sentence. The only way to save him was a two-million-dollar treatment, or having another child with his biological father. That father was Finnegan Mcconnell, the ruthless billionaire who had accused Emerson of faking her pregnancy and abandoned her five years ago. Desperate for the medical fees, Emerson submitted her designs to Finnegan's company. Instead of advancing the money, Finnegan tore her portfolio to shreds and trapped her as a prisoner in his estate. To force her complete submission, he systematically destroyed her reality. He framed Alden with federal charges, leaving him facing twenty years in prison. Alden's mother stormed into the pediatric ICU, violently strangling Emerson against the wall. "Beg Finnegan to let my son go! You are a curse!" Even Emerson's own adoptive mother showed up at the hospital, just to publicly mock her dying child. Emerson was suffocating in despair. Finnegan already had a beautiful new wife and a five-year-old daughter—absolute proof he had been cheating while she was pregnant and alone. He had his perfect family. Why did he have to hunt her down and sever every lifeline she had left, just to watch her drown? With her son's heart monitor fading and Alden locked in a cell, her pride finally shattered. Emerson walked into the top-floor executive office and dropped to her knees at the devil's feet, but the desperate mother looking up at him was preparing for a devastating revenge./0/81144/coverorgin.jpg?v=1845c6c972bca681b98eac139a3fbd2f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scholarship Thief
My daughter Emily's university scholarship was our only hope, our ticket out of our struggling life. Then the email arrived: she didn't get it. Instead, the scholarship, her dream, was awarded to my ex-husband Rick Thompson' s mediocre stepson, Kyle. I knew instantly this was Rick's manipulation, a blatant act of corruption for his own political gain and social status. Desperate, I confronted him at his public campaign BBQ, bringing my Medal of Honor father's cherished military case as a symbol of integrity. But Rick, his new wife Brenda, and his mother Eleanor didn't listen to reason. They publicly shamed me, mocking my struggles and dismissing my father's heroic legacy as a "sob story." Brenda even "accidentally" knocked his sacred Medal of Honor case to the ground, scattering whispers and snickers through the crowd. Humiliation burned through me, hot and suffocating, as I cradled the fallen medal amidst their triumphant smirks. How could he not only steal Emily's future but also twist my war hero father's honor into a weapon against me? We left crushed, defeated, our dreams seemingly dead. But in my deepest despair, a forgotten name surfaced, a beacon of hope: General James Carter, my four-star general father' s old friend. I knew what I had to do. He was our desperate, final gamble against a man who believed he was untouchable./0/40314/coverorgin.jpg?v=899b48eeb3ea8fd920608ef5f90b79f3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The billionaire's daughter is back for Revenge
Bianca Williams is the only heir of a billionaire, whose life turns hellish after her father perishes in a fatal accident. David, her filthy stepfather, craves to embezzle her wealth and acquire Bianca as his toy. He takes advantage of her one night and forcefully takes what she didn’t intend to give. After finding out his secrets are about to be revealed, David hires an assassin to silence Bianca but did not anticipate the assassin to have a hidden agenda of his own. In the process of enacting their vengeance, Bianca and her assassin become closer…something neither of them thought would happen. There’s no love in the world of assassins, and no one can be trusted when you’re the only heir to a billionaire dynasty. What happens when they are on the edge of eliminating each other in the name of vengeance?/0/85055/coverorgin.jpg?v=8621dafed2b02fb4fbed9ef8d60c5a22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price of His Deception
The soft glow of three monitors was my world, lines of code and complex algorithms my language. Tomorrow was the IPO, the culmination of years of tireless work building Nexus from the ground up with my live-in boyfriend, Mark Davis, CEO of ConnectCorp. But then, the office door hissed open, revealing Chloe Miller, Mark' s new Head of Product and my old college rival. Her voice, dripping with fake sweetness, announced, "The board and I have had a discussion. We've decided to let you go." I blinked, the words echoing, "You're firing me? The day before the IPO?" She sneered, calling me redundant, uncommitted, just a "coder." Then, with a predatory smile, she whispered, "I'm going to be the First Lady of Tech... You were just a gold-digger who got lucky. Your time is up." Rage surged as I reached for my phone to call Mark, but Chloe snatched it, answering and feigning distress. "Mark? Oh, thank god," she sobbed into the phone, "It's Ava... she's going crazy. She's threatening me... I'm scared." The crowd gathered, their judgmental eyes painting me as the unstable villain. Mark stormed in, his handsome face contorted with fury, not at Chloe, but at me. "What did you do to her?" he snarled, immediately comforting Chloe. "She's lying," I pleaded, "She fired me." "I heard the whole thing, Ava! You're harassing my Head of Product. I can't believe you." Then, he slapped me. The sting on my cheek was nothing compared to the shock that cleared everything: the late-night meetings, Chloe's perfume, their triumphant glances. "You're sleeping with her," I stated, not a question. He didn't deny it, dismissing my years of dedication. "You were just the help," he spat, "A glorified typist." "A code monkey," Chloe added, snuggling into his side. The final blow came when I demanded my share, only for Chloe to brandish a marriage certificate-hers and Mark's, dated three months ago. "The one we have is a fake, Ava," Mark confessed, his voice devoid of emotion. "It was just a piece of paper to make you feel secure. It never meant anything." My world shattered. "You have no equity, Ava. You were an employee. And now, you're a fired employee." He tossed me a grimy key, "As a severance package, you can have our first apartment. The one you loved so much with the leaky ceiling." They wanted the core Nexus algorithms, the encryption keys, everything. I pulled the small, black USB drive from my laptop. Then, with all my strength, I threw it between them. "You want it? Find it." I walked away, leaving the wreckage of my old life behind, a spark of cold fury igniting a new resolve./0/95067/coverorgin.jpg?v=f4b439170067e15b3de763337602a9c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Pretend Bride's Unexpected Path To True Love
Book 1: A Surprising Love Hidden In Contractual Promises Albert had been a powerful and determined man who would do whatever it took to succeed. He built his empire through ambition alone, and his personal life remained completely tied to his work. In an unexpected turn of events, he agreed to a contract that would change his life forever. Thalia had been a young, hardworking woman who devoted herself to her little brother Maxwell. She took care of him ever since their parents passed away. She faced the world alone to support both her and her brother's education. Burdened by debt, she made a desperate decision and entered a life covered in secrecy. Even though she earned good money at the Scarlet Angels nightclub, she always hoped to leave that life behind. That contract paid for her studies and let her walk away from the high-end escort service. What she never expected was that, for the first time in this job, she could not ignore her growing feelings. Would the irresistible Albert win over not just her body, but also her heart? Book 2: A Beautiful Bargain: Love Under The Tuscan Sky Thessa had been a dedicated and reserved secretary at the Johnson family's distillery company. After a painful romantic experience, she committed herself to keeping her heart guarded and focused only on work. She grew used to her boss Albert's daily routine, but suddenly found herself working for Aldric, his older brother, who was charming and known for his carefree ways. Everything changed when Thessa had to travel to Tuscany on a business trip with Aldric. Surrounded by beautiful vineyards and enchanting scenery, they became caught up in a plan to advance their business interests by pretending to be in a romantic relationship. What began as an act quickly turned into a real and powerful connection. But just when they believed everything had settled and they found their footing, unexpected challenges surfaced and threatened to unravel everything they built. In a world filled with intrigue, passion, and obstacles, Thessa and Aldric had to fight to protect their love and show they were ready to face any hardship. Yet, no one could say for certain if their love would be strong enough to survive the secrets and pitfalls waiting for them./1/121192/coverorgin.jpg?v=913a2a62fa9dd1bff948d516349e2b7a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's Fatal Secret Diagnosis
I was just diagnosed with terminal kidney cancer. Holding the diagnostic report, I forced myself to go home and act like everything was fine. But the moment I walked in, my husband of three years threw a manila folder at me. "Sign it. Hayleigh is back, and I made her a promise." They were divorce papers. I swallowed my grief and agreed. To protect his image, I even covered for his sudden disappearance when his strict grandfather demanded his presence. But the stress triggered my illness. While I was enduring agonizing cancer cramps to rush his grandfather to the ER for a sudden heart attack, I saw my husband in the VIP ward of the same hospital. He was tenderly holding Hayleigh in his arms. When his grandfather saw them, the old man flew into a rage, beat him with a cane, and collapsed from another severe cardiac arrest. My husband didn't check on his dying grandfather. Instead, he glared at me with pure hatred. "You did this." I stared at him in disbelief. I had silently endured a loveless marriage, covered his tracks, and was literally dying of cancer, yet he thought I orchestrated a heart attack just to frame his mistress. The last shred of my love for him shattered completely. I calmly knelt down to save the old man, deciding that after signing the papers tomorrow, I would take my medical report and vanish from Jonathon's life forever./0/80362/coverorgin.jpg?v=d4edc4932d4525ba9e399d370f4e3ee0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Livestream That Revealed a Murder
I was just a lost orphan, yearning for a family. When Noah Grayson called me his "little shadow" and brought me home to their opulent New England mansion, I thought my life had finally turned a corner. My adoptive sister, Sophia, arrived soon after. Her smiles never quite reached her eyes, and carefully orchestrated "accidents" and whispers of my instability began to chip away at my new life, isolating me from my brother, my art, and my very sanity. They branded me "troubled" and "unstable," turning Noah's affection into disappointment, then icy distance. My desperate pleas were dismissed as paranoia. I was banished to the family’s dilapidated manor, a gilded cage where my reality slowly unraveled under Sophia’s cruel hand and the "care" of a doctor she hired, who abused me. Do you know what it feels like to be erased? To have every memory, every word, every piece of your being twisted and used against you? To be trapped, with no one to believe you as the darkness consumes you? They thought they had buried me and my secret. But within the decaying grandeur of that manor, I left a message. Five years later, a popular ghost hunter stumbled upon my hidden tablet. Now, the dark truth about the Grayson family, my manipulative sister, and the murder they called a disappearance, is finally coming to light./0/65657/coverorgin.jpg?v=a67bc535b094b4e4c8d1e8c35ba53ae2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Never Looking Back: The Heart Wants What It Wants
Everyone thought Lorenzo truly loved Gracie, until the day of their daughter’s heart surgery. To Gracie’s utter shock, Lorenzo gave the precious organ needed by their child to another woman. Devastated, Gracie opted for a divorce. Fueled by her need for revenge, Gracie joined hands with Lorenzo’s uncle, Waylon, and orchestrated Lorenzo’s downfall. In the end, Lorenzo was left with nothing and consumed by remorse. He pleaded for a reconciliation. Gracie thought she was free to move on with her life, but Waylon held her back in a death grip. “Did you think you can just walk out on me?”/1/105392/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d6814d8df6f4fef3cadc44ba1e30429&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late,Mr.Billionaire:You're Nothing Now
I spent three years playing the perfect trophy wife for Adam Payne, the billionaire CEO of Payne Corp. I managed his household, cured his chronic fatigue with custom supplements, and stood silently by his side at every gala, content to be the "boring, silent prop" he wanted. But at the Metropolitan Museum gala, the mask finally slipped. Adam bypassed me on the red carpet to walk in with his "colleague" Karly, while a security guard shoved me aside, telling me that "only talent" was allowed on the carpet. When I finally found my seven-year-old son, Joshua, he didn't run to me. He sprinted past me into Karly's arms, calling her his favorite. "Why is she even here? Dad said she wouldn't come. She's embarrassing," my own son whined, looking at me with the same disdain Adam used at home. Later that night, I accidentally triggered an audio message on Adam's iPad and heard his true voice. "She's just a prop to stabilize the stock price. I don't love her. I never did," Adam told Karly. "Once the patent renewal is signed next month, I'll cut her loose. She won't even know what hit her." I stood in the middle of the crowded ballroom, realizing that my sacrifice-giving up my career as a world-class scientist to be a "nobody" wife-was nothing more than a line item in a merger. I was the engine of his life, yet he treated me like a broken appliance. I didn't scream or cry. I simply pulled off my ten-carat wedding ring, dropped it onto the iPad screen, and walked out into the Manhattan rain. Adam thought he married a trophy, but he forgot that the "Daedalus" enzyme powering his entire company belonged to my family trust. I pulled out a burner phone he didn't know I had and dialed my old chief of operations. "This is Dr. Haley," I said, my voice finally steady. "Revoke all licensing for Payne Corp. It's time to show him what happens when the prop stops supporting the stage."/0/86776/coverorgin.jpg?v=78d6cdd31005682cce304d16075a2801&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Cast Out, Then Called Back
The day my world fell apart was my 21st birthday, meant for joy and family warmth. Instead, it brought the stinging heat of a slap across my cheek. My older brothers, Ethan and Liam, surprised our family by bringing home Lily, a seven-year-old orphan, daughter of a student who died alongside our revered parents in an accident that orphaned us as well. They saw her as a duty, showering her with the affection that had once been mine. On my birthday, the day I was supposed to feel special, Lily had a little "accident"-a glass of milk spilled on my laptop, destroying years of my medical research. Lily cried, claiming I had pushed her. Ethan' s cold voice, "Anna, what is wrong with you?" was followed by his hand cracking across my face. Liam, usually gentle, pointed a shaking finger at the door: "Get out. Don't ever come back." They believed Lily, condemning me without a second thought. I was cast out, a stranger in my own home, dismissed as dramatic. Their blind devotion to her twisted everything between us, turning love into an unbearable weight of betrayal. While they took Lily on the Northern Lights trip they had promised me, I signed away the next ten years of my life. Days later, they would receive a formal letter: Anna Miller had been accepted into a confidential, ten-year medical research program, in complete isolation. She could no longer come home./1/103202/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e6e59d0419566d622c3c5e879f1532c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blizzard Betrayal, Phoenix Revenge Rises
For ten years, I was the family pariah, framed for a crime that destroyed my brother's career. My husband, Mark, never believed my innocence. Instead, he fell for the lies of my sister-in-law, Elsa-the woman who orchestrated my downfall. On our tenth anniversary, he stood me up to celebrate with her and our daughter. When I finally confronted him with divorce papers, he threw me out into a blizzard. My own daughter looked at me with cold, dismissive eyes. "Elsa said she should have been my mom." Left to freeze on the side of the road, my heart didn't just break; it turned to ash. The decade of abuse had finally killed every last bit of love I had. But I didn't die. A stranger saved me, and with his help, I found the one piece of evidence I needed to burn their world to the ground. Now, at the divorce settlement, I look at their smug faces and press play on a hidden recorder. "The world will soon know exactly who owes whom."/1/120723/coverorgin.jpg?v=2d34d77694dbf78504fd0c882b1032ca&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Save My Coldhearted Billionaire Fiancé
Chloe floated above her own casket, a silent ghost watching her opulent Hollywood funeral. But when the mourners left, her weeping best friend Sabrina wiped away her fake tears and smiled. "I finally won," Sabrina whispered to Chloe's cold face. She confessed to orchestrating everything. She had paid for the acid attack that ruined Chloe's career, and she was the one who pushed Chloe off that fatal rooftop. Sabrina bragged about stealing Chloe's fame, her movie roles, and her fiancé, Adrian. Suddenly, the chapel doors burst open. Adrian strode in, his eyes feral. The cold, distant fiancé Chloe thought never cared about her had already uncovered Sabrina's entire conspiracy. He didn't hand her to the police. He dragged Sabrina into the basement and brutally mutilated her to avenge Chloe. Then, Adrian walked back to Chloe's casket, his confident stride completely broken. "A world without you is not a world I want to live in," he whispered. He pulled out a gun, pressed it to his temple, and pulled the trigger. Chloe's soul shattered with agonizing regret. She had been so blind to Sabrina's venom and Adrian's profound love, driving the only man who truly cared for her to his death. Opening her eyes again, the sharp smell of antiseptic hit her. She was strapped to an operating table, staring at a blinding surgical lamp. She was reborn, back on the exact day Sabrina planned to permanently ruin her face./0/84899/coverorgin.jpg?v=e9a274b551259532f817ecb336f5fbdc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bonus That Broke Me
I had given ten years of my life to Scott & Associates, a law firm I built from the ground up, making myself indispensable as their senior paralegal and handling everything from client intake to IT. My boss, Mr. Scott, had promised me a partnership for years, a dream I clung to, along with my significant five-figure Christmas bonus that barely acknowledged my worth. Then, his newly-graduated niece, Madisyn, arrived as "Operations Manager" and immediately announced a drastic, public pay cut, effective immediately. The harassment began almost instantly-forced to clean toilets, fix jammed copiers, and endure petty humiliations while Mr. Scott watched and approved. But the real blow came when I learned Madisyn had slashed my bonus from five figures to a mere thousand dollars, falsely accusing me of laziness to justify her actions. Every shred of loyalty I had withered, replaced by a cold fury at their betrayal and utter disregard for my dedication. They had no idea what they had just unleashed. I didn't just quit; I walked out, knowing my meticulous records would soon expose their financial crimes and tear their entire empire down./0/50483/coverorgin.jpg?v=cc081aadbc9e9ff6fa01f93c24c70b58&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract Marriage With a Ruthless Alpha Billionaire
Carol, an ordinary Omega, often mistaken for a Beta due to her slender figure. She was burdened with a huge debt. Carol was a bastard acknowledged by her biological father. She was reluctantly involved in a contract marriage to Kris, the first heir of Starship Group. Carol's biological father needed her to do so because he wanted Carol to replace his cherished top Omega child to marry Kris. Carol had to do it because she demanded money for her grandmother's stomach cancer treatment. Kris, the first heir of Starship Group, encountered Carol during a break and, through legal means, convinced her to sign a prenuptial agreement. The next day, they registered their marriage in secret, move into Kris's mansion, but strict rules governed their interaction. Forbidden from Kris's third floor, they could only share meals, swim, and exercise when permitted. Kris emphasized exclusivity, forbidding Carol from having other intentions, ensuring she adhered to the contract and refrains from bearing Kris's heirs. Kris declared his intent to marry only a top Omega in the future for Alpha heirs, never relinquishing his mark. Carol's pride was wounded, feeling embarrassed. Three years ago, Carol was drugged by a competitor, leading Kris to temporarily mark her. Despite the forced encounter, Carol kept her feelings hidden. Post-marriage, their relationship became bed partners. In exchange for Carol's compliance, Kris arranged the best treatment for her grandmother's stomach cancer. Kris was satisfied with the beautiful and talented bed partner, even paying off Carol's new house loan. During Kris's sensitive period, a call interrupted his departure to the safe house, triggering an early onset. Kris became an uncivilized beast, forcing Carol into heat. Kris, unfeeling, marked Carol, and after a week, Carol woke up, thinking she had won Kris over. However, Kris coldly demanded an abortion and mark removal, revealing he knew about Carol's feelings from the start. Despite Carol's pleas, Kris used pheromones to coerce compliance. The next day, they divorced. Opting for a transfer, Carol agreed to remove the mark but wanted to keep the child. Kris, preparing to get engaged, mocked, and advised Carol but failed to shatter his resolve. Kris resorted to pheromones, giving Carol three days to become his mistress. Helpless, Carol contacted the housekeeper, who reached out to Kris's mother, leading to Carol's rescue. On Kris's engagement day, Carol removed the mark without anesthesia to keep the child, relying on substitute pheromones to give birth. Kris, restless, sought Carol's whereabouts but was restrained by his mother. ****** ["You can't kill our... my child." The words "our child" made Kris feel suffocated. He stood up and walked towards Carol. Carol tensed up, and with each step Kris took, she wanted to turn and run away. She was afraid of this man. From his status, gender, physique, to his genes, she couldn't find a way to resist him. But she didn't run. Kris stood in front of Carol, looking at her pale face. His heart softened a little. He slowed down his voice and said, "Just do as I say, okay? Don't do anything senseless." Carol bit her lip hard and used the pain to stimulate her willpower. She looked at Kris tearfully and said, "Did your father force your mother like this?" Kris's pupils shrank, and he spoke in a cold tone. "You're not worthy to be compared to her. She is my father's lawful wife, a top Omega. She married into the Franklins and enjoyed a life of wealth and prosperity. Giving birth to me is her mission." Carol hoarsely said, "Do you know how painful it was for a mother to be forced to kill her own child?" "Only the outcome matters," Kris said, his eyes icy.]/1/116343/coverorgin.jpg?v=898ab8f2d4a79c353821e33e23ce9087&imageMogr2/format/webp)
