The CEO's Billion-Dollar Divorce Regret

Chapter 5

Word Count: 566 | Released on: 12/11/2025

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of clouds, and the cabin was flooded wi

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's bed, a sharp, inexplica

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washed over me-prim

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my clothes, my hands sha

r me, her voice laced with irritation.

nd a chaotic storm of unease. The feeling that something

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my ribs. Her office was tidy, her drafting table

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wound in the h

ousekeeper, Maria. "Mr. San

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at, my other line buzzed.

e to my apartment while you were sleeping. She told me... she told me i

ead. It made a sick kind of sense. A jealous wife, pushed too fa

call, my voice cold with anger. "When you hear from

bella's. But as I drove, a deep, gnawing unease about Serap

himmering tears that never fell, the dramatic performance. For the firs

ed at me, telling me to go home, to wait for Sera

the woman I had just wrecked my home for,

woman I had taken for granted,

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The CEO's Billion-Dollar Divorce Regret

Ken Dahl Mafia

“My husband, a mafia underboss and a brilliant neurosurgeon, left me to die on the side of a highway in the pouring rain. He had to rush to another woman, his true love, who'd had a minor car accident. As I lay bleeding on a gurney after being hit by a truck, I learned I was eight weeks pregnant. But my hope was short-lived. The hospital was out of my blood type, and the only reserve had been set aside by my husband for his lover, just in case she had "post-op complications" from her cosmetic procedure. Over the phone, I heard the nurse beg him. "This woman, and your... this baby will die!" His reply was ice. "Isabella is my priority." He let our child die to save her from a minor risk. The ledger where I'd been keeping score of his sins finally hit zero. I was free. Two years later, I've built a new life, a new career, and found a new love with a man who cherishes me. I'm no longer the broken wife, but a celebrated architect, nominated for a prestigious award. And tonight, at the awards ceremony, he found me. He got on his knees in the middle of the ballroom, begging for a second chance.”