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.
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Scarlett was left betrayed and broken beyond repair when her best friend Megan set her up with the male escort who stole her virginity...Or at least, that's what she thought he was. There was something odd about the strong and strikingly beautiful man that she spent a night with. Despite the pure hatred she felt for him, the deals he ended up offering wasn't one she could refuse. Scarlett always thought she'd marry her soulmate but turns out, that won't be the case for her. But could her mysterious husband make his way through her broken heart and fix it? It's hard to imagine but love has funny ways to manifest in places where it's least expected....
Katherine endured mistreatment for three years as Julian's wife, sacrificing everything for love. But when his sister drugged her and sent her to a client's bed, Katherine finally snapped. She left behind divorce papers, walking away from the toxic marriage. Years later, Katherine returned as a radiant star with the world at her feet. When Julian saw her again, he couldn't ignore the uncanny resemblance between her new love and himself. He had been nothing but a stand-in for someone else. Desperate to make sense of the past, Julian pressed Katherine, asking, "Did I mean nothing to you?"
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to get a divorce, Mark," I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time-even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
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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.
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