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My Fiancé Married Me To My Rival
Romance At my best friend's birthday party, I drank tainted wine and passed out.
When I woke up, I heard the doctor say it could cause severe nerve damage.
I teased my fiancé Cayden Hewitt, asking who I was and where I was.
He hesitated, staring at me, then called my rival Liam Hewitt.
"You're Julia. He's your fiancé. You're getting married soon."
I froze, thinking he was joking too.
My best friend, Vivian Green, slipped her arm through Cayden's, looking every bit like a couple in love.
Eventually, I was about to marry Liam.
But Cayden, with eyes red from emotion, stood in front of the car to stop it, pleading, "Julia, don't marry him. I've realized I can't let you go." An Unforgettable Ex
Billionaires On our seventh anniversary, I inadvertently stumbled upon a hidden confession in Liam's public Facebook post.
It was his unrequited love for Destinee.
I realized then that the initials letters on our wedding rings were never meant to stand for Liam and Divya, but for his unwavering longing for Destinee.
He was eager to marry me on a holiday, not out of love, but because Destinee was also getting married to someone else that day.
"Divya, what is the fuss again?" Liam asked, standing at the door.
I turned to face him calmly and said, "Liam, let's break up."
He furrowed his brows slightly, trying to snatch the phone from my hand as he entered the room, only to find that I had already saved a screenshot.
"Why are you so upset about an old post?" The 1314th Jilted Bride
Romance For ten years I planned our dream wedding-over and over-while my CEO fiancé Kody Morgan found ways to miss every single one.
Ever since Tonya Buckley, his childhood sweetheart, returned to the country, my wedding had become a ticking time bomb.
She caused a scene on the eve of my wedding, and Kody always stood me up.
This last time, Tonya cut her finger, and a few drops of blood spilled dramatically.
Kody anxiously ran red lights, risking everything to rush her to the ER, insisting the doctor check her carefully.
Meanwhile, I faced the guests' derisive stares and received only Kody's dismissive excuse.
"Does it have to be today? We've canceled the wedding so many times already, let's reschedule for next weekend. Tonya passes out at the sight of blood, so I need to stay with her. I really hope you understand."
He reminisces about their childhood bond, granting Tonya every request, while neglecting me.
Actually, I didn't have to marry him.
When his absence became a pattern, I chose a man who'd actually appear. Eternal Night of Seduction: From Abandoned Mistress To Mafia Queen
Mafia Selena Menezwa had been with Caius Capone, the illegitimate son of the mafia family, for ten years.
Yet, on the day he took power, the family called someone else the "Godmother".
Caius, his hands still stained with blood and gripping a gun, held Charlotte Wodehurst, a pure-looking beauty in his arms.
"Selena, don't blame me. You never had a proper education, and you're too unrestrained. You're not fit to be the Godmother. Charlotte is different. She was born into nobility and is the second violinist in the orchestra. You can stick around without a ring, but she can't."
Selena didn't argue; she simply turned and left.
What Caius didn't know was that she was the princess of the powerful Menezwa family and the concertmaster of the very orchestra where Charlotte played.
The Menezwa family, well aware of Selena's reckless streak, had already prepared a man for her.
The arms dealer Caius was desperate to win over was already eager to become her fiancé. Reclaimed by the Mafia Heir
Romance In the fifth year of marriage, Nora Yates stumbled upon scandalous headlines linking her husband to another woman.
His friend teased him. "Stefan, you're ruthless. Just because Nora stole Izabella's boyfriend, you married her, pampered her, and fed her those pills until she's practically a fool."
Stefan Gordon, cradling a pregnant Izabella Stewart, spoke coldly. "She made Izzie unhappy. She has to pay the price."
Outside the private room, Nora, battling severe depression, nearly collapsed.
Her trembling hands dialed a number. "Tell that company I'll join."
For five years, Nora had been a housewife, confined to her sickbed.
Everyone forgot she was once a legendary hacker, feared by every major corporation. Luna Fell for Another Alpha after her Mate Betrayed her
Werewolf It was the birthday of Alpha, Marc Dale, that day. At the birthday party, he brought back a woman, Lucy Burton.
She had been his mate before and had completely abandoned him.
Marc then gave me everything I wanted while torturing her mercilessly. He had even thrown her into a cellar.
Yet, on our anniversary, I saw him in the room.
He was holding Lucy and marking her.
"You didn't expect to fall for me again, did you? What if your luna finds out?" she said.
Marc said, "I'm doing this to punish you."
Lucy chuckled softly and turned to look at me standing outside the door.
"How does it feel to see him having sex with you?" she silently mouthed to me.
She even raised her hand complacently.
She wore a wedding ring that was the same as mine.
In that instant, my wolf howled in agony again, and the pain spread through my body. "Lucy, who are you talking to?" Saving Her, Breaking Us
Romance The day I saw Jared Stanley's interview, I filed for divorce and moved out of the perfectly maintained home I'd shared with him for three years.
In that interview, Jared said his biggest regret in life was that, in a life-or-death situation, he instinctively protected what he called his most "precious national asset."
The "asset" he protected wasn't me, his wife. It was his "fragile" colleague, Bailee Brooks.
Two days later, at the global press conference for the G20 summit.
The same renowned war correspondent asked me the same question.
"Ms. Quinn, as a top-tier simultaneous interpreter, what would you say is the professional principle you are most proud of?"
I looked directly at Jared sitting in the front row.
"True professionalism is knowing that my husband risked his life to protect his mistress, and still being able to calmly, as the lead interpreter, accurately convey the commands that would ultimately save him." Luna Unbound
Werewolf In my fifth year as his Luna, I remained a virgin.
Yet after my sister, married for three years without a child, was sent back to the tribe, Phillip Elliott suddenly suggested having a pup.
My wolf always sensed his coldness. After deep thought, I decided to have a serious talk with him, but I overheard him speaking with his Beta.
"Rosalyn injured herself saving me and can never bear pups. To secure her place as Luna in that tribe, we need an heir. I can't watch her suffer.
Kaitlin's womb is better suited to carry the Alpha's bloodline.
Once she bears a pup for Rosalyn, I'll compensate her for life and make her the true Luna, giving her my heir."
So, I was just a womb to him.
My chest felt ripped apart.
Fine, I'd let them have their way.
I returned to my foster parents, cutting all ties with Phillip.
But why did the man who never loved me beg like a madman for my return? I Left My Husband To His Sixty-Year-Old Old Flame
Modern At my sixtieth birthday celebration, after I finished my speech, my usually serious husband suddenly burst into tears.
Then my son, daughter-in-law, and grandson did the same.
Everyone stood up, with tears in their eyes, and walked towards me.
Their sudden emotional displays made me a bit uneasy.
I wiped the sweat from my hands and raised my arms, hoping to offer a hug. But my husband brushed past me.
Then my son, daughter-in-law, and grandson did the same.
My husband held onto the hand of the person behind him with his incessantly trembling hands.
My son cried out, "Nina!"
My daughter-in-law and grandson eagerly suggested they catch up properly.
For forty years, I had poured my heart and love into this family, only to be utterly defeated by someone returned who held a special place in my husband's heart.
Nina Sanders, the one who had had a relationship with my husband, had developed Alzheimer's. Her memory now regressed to when she was eighteen. She stared at me and asked me who I was.
Seeing the family act like they had their worst enemy here, I laughed, "Just an outsider." I Was A Blood Bank For My Parents' Adopted Daughter
Romance I was once the apple of the Holt family's eye, a beloved child known throughout Palis.
A car accident left me in a coma for three long years.
When I finally awoke, I found a new adopted daughter in our home named Maddie Holt.
On my first day back, my mother held Maddie's hand and said to me, "Chloe, you should learn from Maddie. She's much more sensible than you."
My fiancé, Reece Hussain, also had his arm around Maddie's shoulder and announced, "We're getting married next month."
Late that night, I accidentally overheard a conversation between my father and our personal doctor. "The blood transfusion was a success. Maddie's body has completely accepted Chloe's blood."
"Hmph, compared to the rebellious Chloe, Maddie is a fresh start and the kind of heir I want. Well-behaved, thankful, always agreeable... that's what a daughter of the Holt family should be." My Husband Forgot Me
Billionaires I was there with my husband when we started from scratch, moving from a rundown shack to a massive mansion.
On the day the company went public, he showed up at the celebration with a young woman on his arm.
He introduced her to the crowd, "This is my love, Ms. Barrett."
Someone asked, "What about your wife?"
He just smiled. "That old ball and chain at home? She doesn't belong at an event like this."
I stood quietly at the back of the crowd, holding a glass of champagne.
Then the screen behind him lit up, starting a video about the company's history.
At the end of the video, a chart of the company's ownership structure appeared.
My name and photo were clearly under the "Largest Shareholder" section, with a 51% stake.
A clip started playing. A younger version of my husband, looking shy, said, "Everything I have, I owe to my wife. Without her, none of this would exist." My Fiancé Married Another Woman, and I Married his Enemy
Romance My Oliver Group went bankrupt, my father jumped from the building, and my fiancé, Connor Dale, sent me to the psychiatric hospital.
He came to see me with a wedding invitation. He was getting married to my step-sister, Madeline Oliver. He said with a smile, "Brenna, everything your family has, including your business achievement, belongs to us now."
I died with hatred on that cold hospital bed. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back before all the tragedies had happened.
When Madeline came to recognize her identity to me, I slapped her across the face and said, "Get lost!"
When Connor, the scumbag, proposed to me, I tore up the engagement contract in front of everyone. "Who do you think you are?"
This time, I proactively walked up to Jacob Harrison, who was said to be cold-hearted and ruthless and controlled the entire business empire.
Everyone feared him, but only I knew that he held my gravestone for a whole night after I died in a fire in my previous life. From Underworld to Crown
Mafia My fiancé, Richard Ahmed, had been unfaithful.
His mistress, Eva Marsh, sent me a provocative video.
In the video, Richard and Eva were passionately kissing, while his friends cheered loudly, "You two are perfect for each other. You should get married."
Richard's parents were holding Eva's hand, saying, "You're the only one we see as part of the family."
I let out a cold laugh and dialed the number of my father, the head of a criminal syndicate. "Get in touch with a team for me. I have a live stream event planned."
"Alright. The condition is that you return to Zlomont and become the new head of the Brooks Group." Rebirth Over the Deep
Romance I had thalassophobia, a condition rooted in an incident ten years ago when I saved Alec Johnson from a dangerous undertow.
He once held my shivering body and swore he would never let me near the ocean again.
Later, his first love, Rosalyn Martin, known as the "Mermaid Dancer," injured herself before a crucial underwater documentary shoot.
Unable to find a stand-in, he turned to me.
He locked me in a swaying cabin, his eyes bloodshot as he pleaded, "Maeve, your build is the closest to hers. Please, finish this last underwater ballet scene for her. This is her lifelong dream. I'm begging you."
They forced me into a diving suit and pushed me into the dark, icy depths that had nearly claimed my life once before.
When I surfaced, driven by sheer survival instinct, I saw him cradling a tearful Rosalyn, soothing her gently. "Rosalyn, don't cry. Your dream is complete."
No one noticed I had nearly died down there.
He didn't know that every investment in his thriving company came from me.
What he was about to destroy wasn't just my love but his entire future. I Ruined my Ex-husband and my Best Friend after a Divorce
Romance I once believed that after enduring hardships, we would finally savor the sweetness of life once my husband, Rhett, completed his PhD.
However, on the day of his graduation, he shocked me by filing for divorce, accusing me of deceiving him into marriage by hiding a family illness.
What shattered my heart even more was that my best friend, Emeline, who was also my lawyer, "mistakenly" presented crucial evidence in court, leading to my defeat and leaving me completely penniless and homeless.
Wandering the streets with nothing, I sought out Emeline, only to overhear an earth-shattering truth outside her door.
It turned out they had been together all along and even had a child. They had conspired to accuse me of being the sick one to completely discard me.
Seven years of dedication and friendship were all lies, leaving only cold fury in my heart.
Quietly, I gathered solid proof to prove my innocence and returned to the courtroom.
This time, I was determined to hold them accountable for their deceit! 
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