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Her Regret, His Peace

Her Regret, His Peace

They told me it was a contract marriage, a deal to save my mother' s life. In reality, it was my own slow death sentence. For three years, I was hired to be Chloe Davis' s husband, the man she blamed for ruining her life after her high school sweetheart dumped her. I endured her endless parade of boyfriends, her daily allowance of five dollars, and constant humiliation, all to ensure my ailing mother received the best care. Then, the day my mother died, Chloe' s assistant called, demanding I return home from the funeral to make snacks for a party. Chloe, my wife, had no idea my mother was gone. Days later, I learned the truth: my mother had committed suicide to free me, after Chloe' s cousin, Jake Stone, maliciously convinced her that she was an inescapable burden. That night, at a club, Chloe poured red wine over my head for Jake' s amusement. But the ultimate betrayal came when I collapsed from malnutrition and exhaustion. Chloe visited me in the hospital, not with concern, but to demand I take the fall for Jake' s drunk driving accident. The irony was suffocating; her own reckless driving had caused the power outage that shut down my mother' s life support, effectively killing her. "No," I told her, my voice finally firm after years of silence. "I want a divorce." Her shock was absolute; I had never defied her. Before I could escape, Jake ambushed me, confessing his role in my mother' s death, triggering a rage that landed me back in the hospital. Yet, Chloe watched as her bodyguards, on her command, broke my ribs and crushed my painting hand. Why had my life become this torment? Why had I, a quiet artist, become the target of such unbridled cruelty? I left with my mother' s ashes, leaving behind all the money, and promised myself I' d never look back.
ENTANGLED WITH MY CONTRACTED HUSBAND

ENTANGLED WITH MY CONTRACTED HUSBAND

A scandal compels renowned businessman Haven Brandon, known for his icy attitude, to call off his engagement, completely upending his life. He makes up a falsehood about being married in an attempt to please his controlling mother. When she insists on seeing his wife, Haven rushes to devise a plan and asks his best friend Matt for assistance who falls helplessly inlove with Alexis. Introducing Alexis Pierce, a tough and driven young woman who dropped out of college to help support her family and is now fighting to make ends meet. Alexis unwillingly consents to a contract marriage with Haven and Haven's Ex who is a thorn in her flesh. After learning that her father is wrongly imprisoned in exchange for the money, she needs to have her father released from prison. What starts as a commercial agreement swiftly develops into a complicated web of feelings and secrets. Alexis and Haven begin to see each other differently as they work through their fictitious marriage. The frigid façade of Haven melts away to expose a man capable of intense tenderness, and something is ignited inside him by Alexis's flaming energy and persistence . But their brittle relationship is put to the ultimate test when Alexis learns that Haven's brother, Cain, might have had a hand in her father's imprisonment and Haven's Ex pregnancy. Alexis and Haven are becoming closer than ever as they fight against time to unearth the truth and set her father free. Their fake marriage develops into a sincere and passionate relationship that no one can break. They have to choose whether or not their love is worth fighting for as they face their emotions and the threats surrounding them.
His Ex, My Hell

His Ex, My Hell

For five years, I was Mrs. Davenport, cleaning up after my husband's one-night stands and enduring his casual cruelty. Call it a gilded cage, but this mansion was my prison, bought by my sacrifice: I was the secret medical lifeline keeping him, Ethan Davenport, alive. Our cruel contract was nearing its end, just three months left. Then, Chloe, his perfect ex-girlfriend, waltzed back in. Her arrival wasn't a gentle reunion; it was a wrecking ball designed to finish what Ethan's neglect had started. She smeared my name, orchestrated a public humiliation, and then watched, smiling, as Ethan, fueled by rage and alcohol, dragged me to a damp, cold cellar. He tore apart my most sacred possession-my fiancé's diary-then brutally killed my loyal dog, Buddy, right before my eyes. As I bled, collapsing into unconsciousness, I heard his ex's venomous whisper: she'd had all my precious memories of him incinerated. They had taken everything. My dignity, my love, my last connection to a life I cherished. My heart was a hollowed-out space, suffocating under a mountain of grief and betrayal. How could a human being be so cruel, so blind, to the sacrifices I'd made to keep him alive? But on the day our notorious contract officially expired, I walked out. With nothing but the clothes on my back and a one-way ticket to a remote Pacific Northwest retreat, I finally chose myself. It was time to disappear, to burn away the past, and somehow, exist again.