After four years of marriage, she finally discovered her husband had another family—and her own niece was actually his secret child with his adopted sister. She was never his wife, just the extra woman in his life. On the day his company went public, she crashed his celebration party with one perfect gift: divorce papers. He thought she was spoiled and useless, sure she would come crawling back. He cut off his mistress and illegitimate daughter, ready to win her back. But she shocked everyone with a multi-billion pharmaceutical patent—and a new wedding date. Furious, her ex tried to stop the wedding… until the rich list came out. He was nothing compared to her groom—the nation’s top richest man. She turned to her new husband and smiled: “Tell him, darling. You’re the billionaire he can never touch.”

Juliette Westbrook had admired Maxwell Hawke from the time she was sixteen. The marriage contract their families arranged had given her the perfect reason to set aside her own ambitions and wholeheartedly devote herself to becoming Mrs. Hawke. She had always believed that she could soften Maxwell's cold exterior, that her patience and affection would eventually win him over. But the day she went alone to her prenatal appointment at the hospital, returning home only to discover Maxwell moving his first love into their house "to take care of her," Juliette finally saw the truth: no matter how tightly she clung to him, she could never warm a heart that had never been hers. Juliette flung the divorce papers onto the table, turned away, and reclaimed her own life. Later, when she swept the top prize at an international piano competition, that once-distant, aristocratic man—who had always seemed out of reach—fell to his knees before the world, begging her to return.

In her past life, she was framed by her scumbag ex and stepsister, destroyed in reputation, abandoned by everyone, and died with endless resentment. Reborn, she kicked the scumbag away and married a cold, paranoid, disabled tycoon. Everyone thought she would be tortured to death within three months. But the tycoon doted on her like a princess, fiercely protecting her and cruelly defeating those who wronged her. The world sneered: “He’s in a wheelchair all year—he can’t possibly make her happy.” The tycoon stood up gracefully: “Who said I can’t?” She secretly rubbed her waist, begging softly: “Honey, can I take a day off tonight…”

Three months pregnant, she is kidnapped. Her husband and his family hang up on her desperate calls, choosing to celebrate his childhood friend’s birthday instead. Left alone in the storm, she loses their baby. He later gives her dream job as chief perfumer to the same woman, steals her hit fragrance line, and lets the world label her an imposter. Broken beyond repair, she walks away for good. Years later, she returns as a world-famous oriental perfume master, admired and cherished by all. Her remorseful husband begs desperately for a second chance. She tears up his apology and turns away coldly: “We are nothing to each other now.”

He raised her, gave her everything she ever wanted, and made her believe it was love. After two years of marriage, she finally saw the truth: she was nothing more than a beloved pet to him, while he had been her entire world. When his long-lost first love returned, she asked for a divorce. He only sneered, “Can a cat raised by its master ever truly leave?” She left anyway, and never looked back. Living brilliantly on her own, she was proposed to every day. But he lost his mind. Cornering her, his dark eyes burning with raw longing, he begged, “Come back to me.” She smiled faintly. “We walk different paths. Don’t block my happiness.” He clamped his arms around her waist, eyes red with desperation. “I’ll ask you every single day. Marry me again.”

After four years of marriage, when her husband's first love returned, she realize all these years he had loved another women. He gave her a modest allowance each month, yet spent millions on his first love’s research. The line between love and indifference had never been clearer. He claimed he couldn’t let his beloved fall into the mundane chains of marriage, so he expected her to quit her modest job and fade into a quiet housewife—dim and invisible. But he didn’t realize she was far from ordinary… For four years, she led top-secret national research projects, commanding a level so high that even his precious first love was merely her assistant. And he certainly didn’t know that the papers he had hastily signed were their divorce documents. One month later, she revealed her identity as a leading scientific powerhouse—and delivered the divorce certificate into his hands. The once-gentle, polite man tore it up, eyes red with shock and anger. “Who else would want a divorced woman like her?” But stubborn as ever, he was the same man who knelt, begging for her back. She stood radiant and composed beside a top-tier tycoon, unmoved. Her new husband arched an eyebrow, flashing the marriage certificate with her: “Show some respect. She’s now… my wife.”

Trigger warning: this book contains dark themes. ***** "Scared..." He snarled at me. "Why will the hunter fear the prey?" He asked, his gaze tracing every curve, like a predator savouring prey. He smirked, "You know there is no turning back once you cross this line." His words were a fair warning. "That was never the plan." I grinned leaving him puzzled. His gaze flickered at the girl he knew would never do this. "Then prove it, seal the deal." I did something the old Bertha could never do. Our lips met. It was a kiss fueled with defiance, one that told him no matter what, he wasn't the one in control. ********* No one understood why Bertha Rivers agreed to be a substitute bride for the devil himself. Ivan Orlov, her first love’s best friend. A man who haunted her dreams and carried danger like a second skin. The devil with a perfect smile. In love, there are always winners and losers. Bertha had already lost, chasing a light that was never hers to claim. So how much worse could marrying the devil really be? She thought she was just a substitute and a prey, but in Ivan’s world, there are no substitutes. Only possession. And Ivan? He wasn't just her bully he was her ruin.

For five long years, she loved him devotedly—donating her bone marrow, even suffering a broken leg for his sake. All she got in return was a cold divorce paper. She was forced to give blood, pushed down the stairs by her own relatives. Her life’s research achievement was casually given away, while she was framed for plagiarism and ruined completely. The moment she signed the divorce papers and joined a top research institute, the man who once treated her like dirt fell apart. He knelt in the rain begging for forgiveness, only to meet her icy indifference. Her cruel family finally realized the abandoned daughter they discarded had risen to heights they could never reach. She said calmly: *I’m not back. I’m here to make you all regret it.*

Two years after saying "I do," Aira Michael requested a new copy of her marriage license, only to uncover a shattering reality: the foundation of her life was a forgery. The legal bond she thought she shared with Drey Mackenzie didn't exist. Hunting for the truth, Aira tracked Drey down, but before she could demand answers, a whispered confession destroyed everything. For five of the six years they had spent together, the man she adored had been legally wed to someone else—their former university advisor. In a single moment, Aira realized her entire marriage was an elaborate fiction.

After five years of marriage, she fell victim to a cruel plot. Her husband and son, blinded by another woman, framed her and sent her to prison.Upon her release, rejected by both, she filed for divorce and devoted herself entirely to her career. Her ex-husband mocked her, and her son turned his back on her, both cruelly dismissing her worth.Yet she rose again, returning to the height of her career and dazzling the world. The head of the most powerful family knelt before her in public, confessing his unwavering devotion.When the father and son finally saw the truth and begged desperately to reconcile, she simply smiled, arm in arm with her new love and child, and asked coldly:“Who are you?”