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Ex-wife Strikes Back: No Love Left For You, Hubby!
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”The heavy rain fell against the floor to the ceiling windows of Ethan Lancaster's house, showing reflections of the city lights on the marble floors. He stood near the glass, one hand wrapped around a glass filled with wine, the other, kept in the pocket of his trousers. The storm outside was like the one inside him.
He was not a man who let emotions choose his actions, but tonight was different. Tonight, he wants to make a decision that would change everything.
"Are you sure about this?" Oliver, his closest friend and legal advisor, asked, putting down a thick folder on the glass table.
Ethan turned slowly, his sharp blue eyes unreadable. "She does not have a choice," he said, his voice cold, final.
"She is not going to take this easily," Oliver warned. "You're forcing her."
Ethan drank the rest of his wine before putting the glass aside. "She needs the money. I need a solution. It's a simple deal."
But deep down, he knew it was not that simple. Because the woman in question Ava Sinclair,was the only person who had ever walked away from him. And now, he was about to make sure she never did again.
Ava hands gripped around the handle of her umbrella as she walked through the streets of Manhattan. She could feel the cold wind through her coat, but she barely felt it. Her mind was unstable, her heart hammering against her ribs.
She had received the call earlier that evening, a formal request to meet Ethan Lancaster at his house. She hadn't seen him in two years, not since the night she walked out of his life, vowing never to go back.
But here she was.
Taking a deep breath, she stepped into the compound of his building, her heels clicking against the floors as she approached the private elevator. The security guard barely looked at her before pressing the button, as if he had been expecting her.
Of course, he had.
The ride up was somehow slow, the silence stretching out her nerves. When the doors finally opened, she stepped into his luxurious, cold, and suffocatingly familiar world.
