The Groom Who Was Mine

A Final Goodbye, A Lasting Mark

For six months, a mysterious illness had been shutting down my body, but I ignored the constant pain to be the perfect, supportive wife for my successful architect husband, Clayton. The night our marriage died, he didn't answer my calls. Instead, his young protégée sent me a photo of them wrapped in each other's arms, looking blissfully in love. When I confronted him, he called me hysterical and chose her. I soon discovered she was pregnant-he was building the family we were supposed to have with another woman. Desperate, I ran to my mother for comfort, but she took his side. "Clayton is a good man," she said. "Don't be difficult." He had promised to care for me in sickness and in health, but he and my family abandoned me when I was at my weakest, dismissing my pain as drama. But that day, I received my own diagnosis: terminal brain cancer. I only had months left. And in that moment, all the grief vanished. I wasn't going to die a victim. I was going to live my last days for myself, and he was going to live the rest of his life with the consequences.

The Garage Held His Secrets

Six months into our marriage, my husband Adam declared our garage off-limits. He called it his "creative space," but it was my house, bought with my inheritance, and his sudden coldness felt like a violation. Soon, the secrecy became a prison. He began handcuffing me to our bed at night, chaining me up like an animal so he could sneak down to his precious garage while I slept. When I confronted him, he tracked my phone, punched me in the face, and threatened to take half my house in a divorce. He was a monster wearing my husband's face, and I was trapped with him. One night, after picking the lock, I crept downstairs and heard voices. It was Adam and his fugitive brother-a man who had killed an entire family in a hit-and-run. I heard his brother threaten to "handle" me. The next morning, I smiled and made my husband his favorite breakfast. But as I served him his pancakes, I added a special ingredient-a powerful laxative, enough to send him straight to the emergency room. He thought he had me cornered. He had no idea I was about to burn his entire world to the ground.

Stolen Melody, A Love Betrayed

My fiancé, Jake, and my sister, Brittany, stole the song I had poured my soul into for three years. It was my masterpiece, the one that was supposed to define our careers together. I heard their entire plan through the half-open door of the recording studio. "It' s the only way you' ll win the Vanguard Award, Brit," Jake insisted. "This is your one shot." My own family was in on it. "She' s the talent, I know, but she can' t handle the pressure," Brittany said, quoting our parents. "It' s better this way, for the family." They saw me as an engine, a tool, not a daughter or the woman Jake was supposed to marry in three months. The truth was a slow, freezing poison. The man I loved, the family who raised me-they had been feeding on my talent since the day I was born. And the baby I was carrying? It wasn't a symbol of our future; it was just the final lock on the cage they'd built around me. Later, Jake found me trembling on our apartment floor, feigning concern. He pulled me into an embrace, murmuring into my hair, "We have so much to look forward to. We have to think about the baby." That's when I knew exactly what I had to do. The next day, I made a call. As Jake listened in on another line, his voice cracking with a panic that was finally real, I calmly spoke into the phone. "Yes, hello. I' d like to confirm my appointment for tomorrow." "The one for the… procedure."

His Betrayal, Her Unbreakable Love Story

On my twenty-second birthday, I held my future in my hands: a prestigious fellowship to Cambridge, paid for with my entire life savings. But my brothers decided that future belonged to our adopted sister, Ava. They took every penny I had to pay for her "emergency" cosmetic surgery. When I protested, they called me selfish and cruel. "If you can't be compassionate," my brother Dante sneered, "then get out." They chose a liar's crocodile tears over their own sister's dream. Days later, while they were on the luxurious Hawaiian vacation they had always promised me, I saw the pictures. Ava, radiant and scar-free, smiling between my two doting brothers. My future had been traded for her nose job and a beach trip. That was when the call came. A top-secret, fifteen-year medical research project. No contact with the outside world. A life sentence for some, but for me, it was a lifeline. I packed a single bag, left the proof of Ava's lies on the table for my brothers to find, and walked away forever.

Her Betrayal, My Rebirth

The applause was deafening, but a cold sweat trickled down my back. One moment, I was falling, the city skyline spinning. The next, I was here, at the TechFusion conference, the air thick with the smell of electronics and ambition. I looked down at my hands, steady, and took a deep breath. This was real. A second chance, pulled back from the brink of a self-inflicted end. But as I scanned the room, the past crashed into me. This was the day it all went wrong before. The host nervously announced, "It seems our next speaker, the one and only Brittany Hayes, is running a little behind schedule." Then, my phone vibrated. It was Brittany. "OMG Sarah, traffic is a nightmare! I'm gonna be late. Can you go up there and stall for me? Just say some smart marketing stuff. You're good at that. Pls pls pls save me! 🙏" Word for word, the exact same manipulative plea that had led to my public humiliation and downfall. In my past life, I' d been naive enough to agree, only for her to frame me as a desperate attention-seeker who tried to steal her spotlight. It had shattered my career, my reputation, my spirit. It started a chain of events that led to my ultimate destruction. I had lost everything. My company threw me under the bus, the industry blacklisted me, and the online mob issued death threats. I stood on my apartment balcony, the city lights blurred by tears, and I let go. The memory of my own death brought a chilling resolve. Brittany Hayes had taken everything from me. This time, the past wouldn' t repeat. This time, I knew the script. This wasn't just a second chance at life; it was a second chance at justice.

A Wife's Vengeance Unveiled

I spent twelve years loving Daniel, building a life I thought was ours. I even tried to "hide" his young mistress, Layla, convinced it would bring him back to me. But my naive attempt to save my marriage only triggered Daniel's true nature. He retaliated by destroying my father' s textile business, the company that had supported our family for thirty years. I watched as Daniel, the man I married, humiliated my father, kneeling him on the floor of our home, reducing him to tears. My mother' s heartbroken question echoed in the air: "Why would Daniel do this to us? I thought he was family." Daniel' s contempt was palpable as he informed me he would decide when our marriage was "done." He coldly reminded me that I was "nothing without him," a bitter truth that felt like a physical blow. The shame of my foolishness and wasted years consumed me. How could the man I loved, the "orphan" I believed I saved, be so cruel? How could he rip away everything from my family, leaving us impoverished and disgraced, all because of my desperate act? What had I truly been to him? But as he uttered those crushing words, a cold, pure rage ignited within me. I severed the last thread, telling him, "There is no baby, Daniel. I' m not. I had an abortion. The day you flew to Paris with your girlfriend." I was no longer his trophy wife; I was a woman with nothing left to lose, ready to fight for my freedom.

The Heiress' Secret: Ex-Husband, Meet The Real Me

For three years, Deanna endured scorn in a one-sided marriage. When Connor forced her to choose between her career and a divorce, she didn't hesitate-she walked away. Determined to reclaim her birthright, Deanna returned as the brilliant heiress to a medical conglomerate. Her ex and his family begged for another chance, but it was too late. With a tycoon father, a legendary healer mother, a CEO brother who adored her, and a showbiz powerhouse sibling, Deanna's life overflowed with power. Even her arrogant rival, heir to billions, only ever had a soft spot for her.

Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband's Regret

After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"

Captivation: Want Nothing But You

Her fiance and her best friend worked together and set her up. She lost everything and died in the street. However, she was reborn. The moment she opened her eyes, her husband was trying to strangle her. Luckily, she survived that. She signed the divorce agreement without hesitation and was ready for her miserable life. To her surprise, her mother in this life left her a great deal of money. She turned the tables and avenged herself. Everything went well in her career and love when her ex-husband came to her.

The Masked Heiress: Don't Mess With Her

Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins-a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."

Abandoned Luna: Now Untouchable

For eight years, Cecilia Moore was the perfect Luna, loyal, and unmarked. Until the day she found her Alpha mate with a younger, purebred she-wolf in his bed. In a world ruled by bloodlines and mating bonds, Cecilia was always the outsider. But now, she's done playing by wolf rules. She smiles as she hands Xavier the quarterly financials-divorce papers clipped neatly beneath the final page. "You're angry?" he growls. "Angry enough to commit murder," she replies, voice cold as frost. A silent war brews under the roof they once called home. Xavier thinks he still holds the power-but Cecilia has already begun her quiet rebellion. With every cold glance and calculated step, she's preparing to disappear from his world-as the mate he never deserved. And when he finally understands the strength of the heart he broke... It may be far too late to win it back.

Traded Husbands, Tangled Hearts: Can Destiny Be Changed?

In their previous lives, Gracie married Theo. Outwardly, they were the perfect academic couple, but privately, she became nothing more than a stepping stone for his ambition, and met a tragic end. Her younger sister Ellie wed Brayden, only to be abandoned for his true love, left alone and disgraced. This time, both sisters were reborn. Ellie rushed to marry Theo, chasing the success Gracie once had-unaware she was repeating the same heartbreak. Gracie instead entered a contract marriage with Brayden. But when danger struck, he defended her fiercely. Could fate finally rewrite their tragic endings?