FLASH MARRIAGE TO MR ZACHARY

While My Husband Cheated, I Married His Powerful Brother

Minja

To help her husband build his business empire, Veyra worked two jobs, skipped meals, and sacrificed everything she had. When her mother desperately needed life-saving treatment, she couldn't even scrape together the money. Then, on a New Year's Eve flight, fate seated her beside her husband's mistress. That's when she discovered the cruel truth. Her husband had secretly amassed millions long ago. The wedding ring that belonged to Veyra now glittered on another woman's finger. The $500,000 that could have saved her mother's life had been spent instead on luxury gifts and pocket money for his lover. She lost her baby. She lost her mother. And finally, she lost every illusion about the man she'd loved for years. After leaving the airport, Veyra walked into a bar, kissed the most dangerous-looking stranger she could find, and spent one reckless night in his arms. By sunrise, she disappeared without leaving so much as her name. She thought it was nothing more than a farewell to her broken past. She was wrong. The stranger was Dorian-the most powerful, mysterious billionaire in the business world. Meanwhile, her cheating husband finally realized what he had thrown away. He begged on his knees, signed a postnuptial agreement worth billions, and swore he would give up everything if she would come back. But just as Veyra began plotting to reclaim everything that had been stolen from her, a mysterious car accident brought Dorian back into her life. Only then did she learn the truth. He wasn't a stranger at all. He was her ex-husband's older stepbrother. Now two powerful men are fighting for the same woman-one consumed by regret, the other determined to make her his. Sorry, cheating ex... I choose your brother.

Billionaires Betrayal Divorce CEO Drama Billionaires Workplace Second Chance

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Chapter 1: Shattered Dreams

~Sara Pov~

The Taxi stopped at the right place and the driver's voice saying we were here jolted me out of my daze. I looked out of the window and my eyes lit up with happiness on seeing the familiar place, David, my Boyfriend's home.

I wonder how he would react seeing me travel from New York to Los Angeles just to see him. picturing his reaction-the way he'd light up when he saw me standing there, I couldn't help the mischievous smile that popped up on my face. David always said I planned things like surprises, and he wasn't wrong. This was going to be his best Christmas present ever.

I stepped out of the car; my suitcase dragged along with me. The biting cold of the winter's eve wouldn't even be felt on my skin, all that filled my heart was anticipation.

Three years-that was how long we had lasted. Three years of laughter and shared secrets and whispers of dreams. Three years planning our life: a house, children, everything.

Now, everything has fallen into place.

My hand instinctively went to my stomach. I hadn't told him yet. I had wanted it to be perfect-to see the light in his eyes at the exact moment I told him he was going to be a father.

I smiled to myself and went up the stairs, my heels stepped softly on the stone. I knocked softly at the door once, and-

No answer.

I frowned and tapped again. Nothing.

"David?" I called out, leaning in. There was no answer.

He must still be at the office. But what was he doing there at this time? Workaholic!

My excitement was a little dimmed by that thought, but it didn't matter. I'd just surprise him there instead. I turned back to the waiting taxi and waved it down once again.

"To Packer Enterprises," I told him, giving him the address of his office

building.

The driver nodded and off we went.

In no time we got there, I thanked the driver and stood before a sleek, modern building.

David would sometimes stay late at the office. I wasn't surprised, for he was that kind of very dedicated man who always wanted to do more and was never content with what he was doing. That was one thing I could respect in him.

But tonight, I just wanted to remind him to slow down and appreciate the little things in life. I squeezed the box in my hand hard as I pictured how his face was going to light up the moment he tore open the lid and found that ring inside it.

The ride up to the highest floor seemed to take forever. Each soft tinkle as the elevator passed the floors was a test to my patience. And finally! We got to his office.

His office was at the end of the hall, I saw the door slightly ajar to let in a warm light flow into the dim hallway.

My eyes lit up thinking of meeting him soon. I walked nearer and then heard s

Voices-or should I say Sounds?

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