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Ditch the Billionaire, Own My Better Life!

Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Time to end this all

Word Count: 1159    |    Released on: 04/12/2025

ain, it was alread

nearby machine filled the silence, and the sharp, steri

as if every bone had been shattered and stitched back together wrong. She let

he nurse's voice softened, rel

ospital?" Hazel's thro

u last night. They said you were floating about two hundred meters offshore. You were lucky--they got to

covered all the expenses. He told us t

urse

ayan did know she'd been hurt. But he hadn't come. Not even once. Just a phone call,

bedside table. Hazel reached for

ted a new phot

n't see his face, only his back, but Hazel knew that silhouette anywhere. After three years of marriage, she

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and someone insis

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While she'd been fighting for her life, her hu

quickly. He wasn't wort

t asked her to prepare divorce papers. Her friend sounded shocked, but

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on the hospital bed when t

ed in carrying a fruit basket.

l. "The doctor says your injuries are serious. You'l

from him, her voice weak

awake." A brief pause. "But he said your decision to swim in a restricted area was h

. Hazel's chest tightened

. The president has been very busy, but he still cares abo

r tone almost detached.

ssion stopped him. Then Hazel spoke again, her voic

his to

nked. "Wh

it." Hazel closed her eyes

but he nodded and q

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quarters -- Pr

his desk, his knuckles white. A second

ow and dangerous, vibrating lik

eport had stated: 'Mrs. Knight illegally entered a restricted area, violating s

celed a billion-dollar oversea

d sent him d

, fury and humiliat

ne--then saw it. Her n

inside h

rowl. He kicked his chair over and hurled

e, official. All it would take was his signatu

n Kn

as now standing here, slapped in the face by his own wife. The woman he'd pulled

in carefully, carrying a cup

"She wants a divorce," h

ze. "Mada

beach is restricted. She went there on her own. I c

e Mrs. Fos

cruel. "Olivia said she drove there alone. With suns

fell s

" Rayan said coldly, "then

darkening. "She thinks divorce will sca

r?" Simon ask

pped to a lethal calm. "She ne

im? She had no skills, no experience--she'd be los

" he ordered. "Let's see how

ightened, but he

*

d out from the bathroom, a m

redit card ending in

. Of course. Rayan always moved fast. But if he tho

eally knew

er to cut her off, she

le, and lay on the bed, ready to have a goodnight slee

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“Hazel Foster had been married with Rayan Kingston for three years. Even though Hazel knows that Rayan had only married her because her face looked like his dead girlfriend Evleyn Hamper, she still tried her best to maintain her marriage, because she loved him and believed that maybe one day he also fall in love with her. However, one day Rayan's ex-girlfriend sister's Oliver Hamper kidnapped Hazel and she almost lost her life, but her so-called husband didn't even come to visit at hospital even once, but asked his assistant Simon to warn Hazel not to cause trouble for him. Hearing assistant's words, Hazel heart turned cold. Just then her phone buzzed. Olivia had posted a new photo on Instagram. In the picture, Rayan was carrying her upstairs in his arms-like a scene from some romantic movie. You couldn't see his face, only his back, but Hazel knew that silhouette anywhere. After three years of marriage, she could recognize him by the way his shoulders moved. That was her husband. The man she'd once believed was hers. The caption read: "Twisted my ankle, and someone insisted on carrying me." Below, the comments flooded in: "So sweet!" "Couple goals!" "Perfect together!" Hazel's hands trembled. Tears stung her eyes. While she'd been fighting for her life, her husband had been playing lover to another woman. She wiped her tears away quickly. He wasn't worth it. Not a single drop. Without hesitation, she called her friend. She didn't explain much-just asked her to prepare divorce papers. She realized that it was time for her to leave this so-called marriage. ***** At the courthouse. Hazel held the divorce certificate and left with her held high. Rayan looked at her back, and sneered, thinking she will certainly regret it and come to him soon. However, what he didn't know was that the one who was going to regret was not her, but him.”