On our tenth wedding anniversary, Song Ming looked at me affectionately.
On our tenth wedding anniversary, Song Ming looked at me affectionately.
Kory and I were college sweethearts, together from school uniforms to wedding vows.
Our tenth wedding anniversary fell on that day, and I always believed our bond was strong.
But he chose that moment to say, "Aria, let's get a divorce."
My eyes widened in disbelief.
A divorce? Now? On our anniversary?
"Kory, why would you want a divorce out of nowhere? Did I do something wrong?"
"No, you've been great. I'm just bored."
Bored? That was his excuse to dismiss me?
I pressed, unwilling to let it go. "Why? You owe me a reason."
He stared at me for a moment, his face hardening as he began to criticize. "All these years, I've covered every expense. In over a decade of marriage, you never once offered to work. I toil all day and just want to come home to rest, but you can't even manage basic housework."
His words stunned me.
He was the one who insisted I shouldn't work, saying he didn't want me to suffer in a job.
And I wasn't truly a stay-at-home wife. Besides caring for my mom, I wrote novels online and earned my own income.
"Kory, I do work. I contribute to this family just like you." I defended myself.
He scoffed. "That pittance you earn from writing? I wouldn't take it if you begged me. Look at yourself. You don't even resemble a refined lady. I'm embarrassed to be seen with you."
I was at a loss for words, but I understood. When a man started nitpicking your appearance, he likely had someone else.
So I asked directly, "Are you seeing someone else?"
Kory seemed ready to lay it all bare and admitted, "Yes, Stella is gentle and caring. She's far better than you. She's a modern woman, independent and graceful, not like you, always asking me for money. Any man would know who to choose. Plus, she's pregnant."
Pregnant?
My chest tightened, and I clenched my fists, barely controlling my voice. "Kory, didn't we agree to be childfree?"
"That was your idea. I've always wanted kids. You just refused to have them. If you won't give me a child successful, plenty of women will."
"But Kory, if you wanted kids, why didn't you talk to me? Couldn't we have discussed it?"
"I've been poking holes in the condoms for years. It's your body that's the problem."
His words left me reeling.
Was this the same charming, considerate husband I remembered?
"Are you sure it's me who can't conceive?" I asked through gritted teeth.
But Kory, impatient, cut me off. "My lawyer will come by tomorrow. Pack your things and leave. Don't worry, I won't leave you with nothing after all these years."
"Kory, you're in that much of a rush?"
"Honestly, I can't stand looking at you anymore."
Without hesitation, I stepped forward and slapped him, my hand stinging from the force.
"Kory, don't regret this!"
"I won't!"
His confidence was unshakable. I grabbed my bag, which held his infertility diagnosis, and left without looking back.
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Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"
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Maia grew up a pampered heiress-until the real daughter returned and framed her, sending Maia to prison with help from her fiancé and family. Four years later, free and married to Chris, a notorious outcast, everyone assumed Maia was finished. They soon discovered she was secretly a famed jeweler, elite hacker, celebrity chef, and top game designer. As her former family begged for help, Chris smiled calmly. "Honey, let's go home." Only then did Maia realize her "useless" husband was a legendary tycoon who'd adored her from the start.
For three quiet, patient years, Christina kept house, only to be coldly discarded by the man she once trusted. Instead, he paraded a new lover, making her the punchline of every town joke. Liberated, she honed her long-ignored gifts, astonishing the town with triumph after gleaming triumph. Upon discovering she'd been a treasure all along, her ex-husband's regret drove him to pursue her. "Honey, let's get back together!" With a cold smirk, Christina spat, "Fuck off." A silken-suited mogul slipped an arm around her waist. "She's married to me now. Guards, get him the hell out of here!"
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