My husband wants our son to call his first love "Mommy." For his first love, he didn't hesitate to divorce me. Later, I helped him be with his first love. By the way, I also made sure his first love ended up in prison.
My husband wants our son to call his first love "Mommy." For his first love, he didn't hesitate to divorce me. Later, I helped him be with his first love. By the way, I also made sure his first love ended up in prison.
When I arrived at the kindergarten, the event had already started.
The playground was filled with a mix of shouts from both adults and children.
"What are they competing in now? The family race hasn't started yet, has it?" I asked.
"It has started. This is the family race." The teacher answered.
Due to a last-minute meeting at work, I was late for the family event of my son, Nick Reed.
My husband, Isaac Reed, had called me twice, and his tone wasn't pleasant.
He said, "Emma, if you can't make it on time, then don't bother coming at all."
It seemed Isaac had forgotten that ever since Nick started kindergarten, I had been the one accompanying our son to most of activities.
As for Isaac, he was either too busy with work or traveling for business.
This time, for the first time ever, he decided to join Nick for the family event, which caught me off guard. I thought he wanted to make an effort for our family.
But when I saw the scene before me, I realized Isaac had no intention of mending things with me.
Instead, he wanted to use this family day to play the role of a loving couple with his long-lost love, Lucy Martin.
On the playground, Isaac had swapped his usual suit for sportswear.
He and Lucy were walking from one end to the other with a balloon between their heads.
The balloon nearly fell, and Isaac quickly reached out to steady Lucy by the waist, pulling her slightly towards him.
Nick stood at the finish line, his little face flushed, cheering, "Go, go!"
Compared to the cheering crowd, I was utterly silent.
Isaac's group won first place, and Nick joyfully leaped into Isaac's arms.
Isaac bent down to pick Nick up, whispering something to him.
Lucy gently wiped the sweat off Isaac's forehead, and then Nick pointed to Lucy's face.
In the next moment, Isaac kissed Lucy on the cheek.
Nick clapped his hands with a smile, and Lucy shyly lowered her head.
Isaac looked at her with eyes brimming with love.
The scene was the perfect picture of a happy family.
Lyric had spent her life being hated. Bullied for her scarred face and hated by everyone-including her own mate-she was always told she was ugly. Her mate only kept her around to gain territory, and the moment he got what he wanted, he rejected her, leaving her broken and alone. Then, she met him. The first man to call her beautiful. The first man to show her what it felt like to be loved. It was only one night, but it changed everything. For Lyric, he was a saint, a savior. For him, she was the only woman that had ever made him cum in bed-a problem he had been battling for years. Lyric thought her life would finally be different, but like everyone else in her life, he lied. And when she found out who he really was, she realized he wasn't just dangerous-he was the kind of man you don't escape from. Lyric wanted to run. She wanted freedom. But she desired to navigate her way and take back her respect, to rise above the ashes. Eventually, she was forced into a dark world she didn't wish to get involved with.
When I was eight, Dante Moretti pulled me from the fire that killed my family. For ten years, the powerful crime boss was my protector and my god. Then, he announced his engagement to another woman to unite two criminal empires. He brought her home and named her the future mistress of the Moretti family. In front of everyone, his fiancée forced a cheap metal collar around my neck, calling me their pet. Dante knew I was allergic. He just watched, his eyes cold, and ordered me to take it. That night, I listened through the walls as he took her to his bed. I finally understood the promise he’d made me as a child was a lie. I wasn't his family. I was his property. After a decade of devotion, my love for him finally turned to ash. So on his birthday, the day he celebrated his new future, I walked out of his gilded cage for good. A private jet was waiting to take me to my real father—his greatest enemy.
The day my husband, a Mafia Underboss, told me I was genetically unfit to carry his heir, he brought home my replacement—a surrogate with my eyes and a working womb. He called her a "vessel" but paraded her as his mistress, abandoning me while I bled on the floor at a party to protect her and planning their secret future in the villa he once promised me. But in our world, wives don't just walk away—they disappear, and I decided to orchestrate my own vanishing act, leaving him to the ruin he so carefully built for himself.
After being kicked out of her home, Harlee learned she wasn't the biological daughter of her family. Rumors had it that her impoverished biological family favored sons and planned to profit from her return. Unexpectedly, her real father was a zillionaire, catapulting her into immense wealth and making her the most cherished member of the family. While they anticipated her disgrace, Harlee secretly held design patents worth billions. Celebrated for her brilliance, she was invited to mentor in a national astronomy group, drew interest from wealthy suitors, and caught the eye of a mysterious figure, ascending to legendary status.
In the eighteen years of her life, Brianna had endured relentless abuse from her family, living in constant fear. One fateful day, two dignified figures approached her and revealed a shocking truth: she was their long-lost daughter, heiress to the wealthiest family in the city-the Owens. Desperate for love and acceptance, Brianna hoped to escape her past. Instead, she fell victim to Cassie, a cunning impostor who manipulated their parents against her while feigning distress. Rather than forging a connection with her real family, Brianna found herself betrayed and isolated. When a car accident left Brianna in a vegetative state, she found herself able to listen to everything around her, though unable to respond. Bitterly, she realized her parents didn't care for her; they visited just once. A month later, Cassie visited, disconnecting the ventilator before leaning in to whisper coldly, "Goodbye, my dear sister. You shouldn't have come back. You are meant for that despicable, wretched family." Somehow, fate granted Brianna a second chance. Reborn and fueled by rage, she vowed to make everyone who had wronged her pay dearly. This time, she would seize the life that had been stolen from her.
Years ago, Cathy's husband threw himself into danger to save her. Then fate cut the cord-after the accident, he remembered everyone but the woman he'd once died for. On their third anniversary, he betrayed her, and that night she signed the divorce. Freed, she dusted off her hidden brilliance: miracle healer, racing legend, elite hacker, visionary designer. When his memories roared back, regret did, too. He stormed her wedding, pleading, "Cathy, please, one more chance!" But a certain trillionaire held her close and huffed, "Honey, someone's asking for trouble."
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