"After three years of marriage, he still can't forget his first love, the 'white moonlight.' He takes care of her in every way possible. I, as he wished, divorced him to make space for them. But he cried and begged me not to leave him."
"After three years of marriage, he still can't forget his first love, the 'white moonlight.' He takes care of her in every way possible. I, as he wished, divorced him to make space for them. But he cried and begged me not to leave him."
"Due to the previous team leader's resignation, the position will be taken over by Victoria Norris after I've considered it carefully." As soon as Ayden Fletcher finished speaking, the meeting room was in an uproar.
Everyone turned their gaze towards me.
Some of them looked at me with mockery; some with sympathy, and others just watched for fun.
"Wasn't the position supposed to go to Gabriela Harris? She's the most capable for the role."
"After a comprehensive evaluation, Victoria is deemed more suitable for the position." Ayden declared decisively, leaving no room for objections.
Victoria stepped forward and accepted the position happily.
She got closer to Ayden, and the two posed intimately for a photo together.
After the meeting concluded, the team started celebrating.
My close friend Izabella Haynes walked close to me and asked cautiously, "Your husband is helping another woman get the position. How can you just be sitting here calmly?"
I watched the two of them nestle together and soak up others' compliments.
I said flatly, "It's just a trivial position, nothing more."
Shortly after I spoke, Victoria walked over to me with a glass of champagne.
She had an extra black jacket at that moment.
"Gabriela, I'm really sorry. I have no idea why I became the team leader," she said with a brazen and dismissive air.
And then she deliberately adjusted the jacket on her.
I watched her pretending to be innocent and said, "It's nothing. You must have outstanding abilities. I hope you can handle the job well in the future."
With that, I shot Ayden a look, and my expression clearly conveyed what was on my mind.
Victoria understood the undertone of my words and looked a little bit annoyed.
Her expression changed, and she walked away with her champagne.
If I remembered correctly, she was wearing Ayden's jacket.
In the past, I would have a big fight about it.
The first time Victoria wore Ayden's jacket, I stormed into his office and asked angrily, "Why did you give your jacket to another woman?"
Ayden looked impatient and simply explained to me, saying, "It's just a jacket. Victoria is weak, and I didn't want her to catch a cold so that she couldn't do her work well. Besides, as the boss, I just take care of my subordinate. Don't be so petty, Gabriela."
My husband gave his jacket to another woman.
When I got jealous, he blamed me for being petty.
Back then, I was sad and quarreled with him in his office for quite a while.
Later, he got annoyed and impatient, and I ended up comforting him instead.
He knew my weaknesses too well.
He was so sure that I couldn't stand seeing him angry or leaving him at that time.
Thinking back now, I was really foolish then.
Time slipped away quickly, and soon it was evening.
The celebration party ended, and Victoria was drunk. She staggered several times as she tried to get on her feet.
Some colleagues wanted to help her, but Ayden did it before others.
I turned my gaze away as I saw Ayden and Victoria leaning on each other.
Victoria was so drunk that she could barely stand.
Ayden held her in his arms and walked over to me. "Honey, Victoria is drunk. Can I take her home?"
"Sure." I nodded calmly, without throwing a tantrum or showing any displeasure.
Others in the office couldn't believe their eyes.
In the past, I would have been in tears and caused a scene.
Moreover, there were many single men there. But Ayden insisted on taking her home, and I wasn't losing my temper. Everyone was strange about it.
They just didn't know that I didn't get angry a long time ago.
"Gabriela, why didn't you stop Ayden? He is your husband and will take Victoria home. Both of them are tipsy. Something may happen." Izabella whispered in my ear.
I shook my head and said, "How can I forcibly separate them? I don't care anymore."
After all, they could decide what they would do.
One might never cheat or do it countless times.
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all-from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn't return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel's terminal illness and realized she didn't have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."
At their wedding night, Kayla caught her brand-new husband cheating. Reeling and half-drunk, she staggered into the wrong suite and collapsed into a stranger's arms. Sunrise brought a pounding head-and the discovery she was pregnant. The father? A supremely powerful tycoon who happened to be her husband's ruthless uncle. Panicked, she tried to run, but he barred the door with a faint, dangerous smile. When the cheating ex begged, Kayla lifted her chin and declared, "Want a second chance at us? Ask your uncle." The tycoon pulled her close. "She's my wife now." The ex gasped, "What!?"
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"
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!"
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?"
"Stella once savored Marc's devotion, yet his covert cruelty cut deep. She torched their wedding portrait at his feet while he sent flirty messages to his mistress. With her chest tight and eyes blazing, Stella delivered a sharp slap. Then she deleted her identity, signed onto a classified research mission, vanished without a trace, and left him a hidden bombshell. On launch day she vanished; that same dawn Marc's empire crumbled. All he unearthed was her death certificate, and he shattered. When they met again, a gala spotlighted Stella beside a tycoon. Marc begged. With a smirk, she said, ""Out of your league, darling."
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