The Shadow That Follows Me
/1/125737/coverbig.jpg?v=a18d7818f6b72d3eab96d6ab03ee0a41)
Jilted Ex-Wife? The Secret Billionaire Heiress!
I was in the hospital, enduring the agonizing pain of labor, while my husband, a famous hockey captain, refused to show up. When I called him for the twelfth time, begging for him, he lost his patience. "Giving birth is a woman's job, don't bother me with this stuff." Then, I heard my stepsister's sweet voice offering him a drink, and he immediately softened before hanging up on me. I gave birth to twins all by myself. The nurses treated me with cold indifference, and the family in the next bed loudly mocked me as a pathetic "Puck Bunny" who was just an adopted orphan about to be dumped. They were right. A month ago, my husband had thrown divorce papers at me, demanding I make way because my stepsister was pregnant with his child. I thought my life was a joke. I was just a discarded prop he married to satisfy his grandfather, a fake daughter my adoptive parents only used to elevate my stepsister. I was completely alone, ready to sign the papers just to protect my two babies. But then, the head of the hospital rushed in, transferred me to the top-floor VIP suite, and handed me a DNA test. It turned out I wasn't an unwanted orphan, but the long-lost daughter of the ultra-wealthy Sinclair family who had been searching for me for twenty years. Looking at my billionaire parents and three powerful brothers who just flew in on their private jets to protect me, I picked up my phone to call my arrogant husband. This time, I was going to make him leave with nothing.
Chapter 1 No.1
ANYA POV:
When I was lying in the operating room with postpartum hemorrhage and in urgent need of a family consent form during emergency situations, the thirteen phone calls I made to my husband with my last strength were not worth one tenth of the hockey stick in his hand.
The operating room was in chaos. The monitor screamed and the nurses ran around.
After a day and a night of childbirth, my body was exhausted. Every pulse took away warm, sticky blood and slipped away from me quietly. I knew I was going to die. I could feel it.
Two years of marriage, and I should have known. I was just a prop he married to satisfy his family.
But for the sake of my unborn child, I continued to make one last effort.
This was the thirteenth time I had called him.
Waiting in agony, I heard the call connect.
But it wasn't his voice. It was his assistant's, crisp and professional. "Mr. Knight is in a critical strategy meeting before tonight's game, Mrs. Knight."
My voice was so weak I could barely hear it. "Please, let me say something to him, just once...... Maybe after today, he won't have to answer my calls anymore."
A moment of silence. Then, I heard Keenan's voice, laced with irritation. The background noise was unmistakable-the sharp tap of hockey sticks on a locker room floor.
"Anya, what trick are you playing now? Didn't I tell you every pre-game meeting is crucial?"
My eyes were blurred with tears. "Keenan, I know you always wanted me to sign that divorce agreement. Now I agree to your request. As long as you come to the hospital—"
He cut me off, his tone brutal. "Giving birth is a woman's job. You have doctors and nurses for that. Don't bother me with this stuff. You can't afford to be responsible for messing with the team's focus."
Just as I was about to speak again and beg for help, another voice. Sweet, familiar, and dripping with poison. "Keenan, the competition is about to start. Don't let irrelevant people upset you. Come try the energy drink I made for you."
The daughter of my adoptive family, Kinley Hayes.
Keenan's voice instantly softened. "Okay, babe."
The line went dead.
I let the phone slip from my numb fingers. Tears mixed with the sweat on my face.
I gave up the struggle, and numbly closed my eyes.
But nurse Miller suddenly rushed in. "Dr. Sinclair! The mother's family has just signed the consent form. We're ready for the operation!"
When I heard these words, my eyes, which I had just closed, slowly opened again.
My adoptive parents?
No, they would rather have me die than let this happen. I couldn't help but wonder whether maybe the family of one of their patients signed the wrong form.
But I no longer had the time to care about these things. The darkness had blinded my eyes.
When I opened my eyes once again, I found myself in a regular ward. Two small, transparent baby beds were placed beside my bed.
Through the clear plastic, I saw two tiny, wrinkled beings. One slept peacefully, the other waved a minuscule fist in the air. So small. So fragile.
My children… they are all alive. I am also alive.
Tears flowed from my eyes as I stretched out my trembling hand, pressing my fingers against the smooth plastic surface of the baby cribs, as if I could feel their warmth through them.
At that moment, I suddenly remembered the person who signed the informed consent form for the emergency treatment.
Just as I was about to call the nurse to ask about this matter, the TV on the wall flashed briefly. Someone must have changed the channel. Live sports news began to play in the room.
"Keenan Knight leads his team to a stunning victory tonight! The star player delivered an unforgettable performance, securing their place in the finals!"
My eyes snapped open.
On the screen, Keenan stands in the middle of the rink, arms raised in triumph. The crowd roars behind him. His face is all smiles—the same face that had called me a trick just hours ago.
And then the camera panned.
Kinley was there, at his side, clinging to his arm. Her head leaned against his shoulder. She looked up at him, her cheeks flushed.
The news anchor's voice continued, "And it looks like the victory isn't the only good news for Knight tonight! Rumors are swirling that he and his long-time girlfriend, influencer Kinley Hayes, are getting closer to making things official. Wedding bells might be ringing soon for this golden couple!"
Golden couple. Long-time girlfriend. Wedding bells.
My chest hurts terribly. But I swallowed the pain back down. I looked at my child again… I couldn't collapse now.
In this crowded ward, there were two other beds. Both of these beds were surrounded by family members. The husband held the wife's hand. The mothers were busy taking care of the newborns. The grandparents laughed as they watched the babies. The room was filled with conversations, laughter, and expressions of love.
My corner was completely silent. I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep, trying to ignore all this chaos.
"Look, that's the woman who married Keenan Knight. I heard she's just an adopted daughter with no background."
"Her husband didn't even show up for the birth. Tsk, tsk. Being a rich man's wife isn't easy."
"I heard Keenan's real love is her influencer sister. This marriage is probably about to end."
"She's so pathetic. A Puck Bunny who thought she could climb the ladder, only to get kicked off."
I clenched the blanket, my nails digging into my palm. That was what they thought of me. I didn't marry him for his fame or his money.
The malicious speculation was a physical pain, worse than the tearing of childbirth. Humiliation and grief made it hard to breathe.
As I turned my head, my two babies were snoring softly beside me. They were my only comfort in this world.
I gently took my daughter's tiny hand.
This one-woman show was over. For my children, I had to leave him.
/0/24770/coverbig.jpg?v=5c1732ca36fee9c830c66015eb2a1ad0)
The Shadow That Follows Me
Master Ethan Thompson, the rich 25 year old lad returned to his father's hometown after 10 long years of living in Britain. Brought up in a broken family and seeing his parents divorcing, he owned one harsh personality to easily trust in relationships. Reason of his sudden return was one. The
/0/84828/coverbig.jpg?v=317f42384ab0bcbca557703b46b19ae1)
The Divorce That Freed Me
The grand Thorne Estate gala, meant to celebrate my husband Richard' s legacy, became my public execution. He arrived late, not with apologies, but with his mistress, Chloe, and their son, Leo, brazenly announcing them as his new family-his "firstborn son." As whispers turned to a dizzying cacopho
/0/86232/coverbig.jpg?v=0cc5187a2be806c8ab305e598ccc9fda)
The Call That Ruined Me
The world was a blur, not of neon, but of fear, as I made a frantic 911 call after witnessing a horrific car crash involving social media influencer Chloe Stone. I thought I was doing the right thing, saving a life, but that single phone call destroyed mine. Chloe' s ruthless tech-mogul brother, L
/0/80265/coverbig.jpg?v=23fe5624f04e57709cc7bcf6b54c7541)
The Reunion That Broke Me
I was just an art student from Philly, trying to build a new life. A small, hopeful spark ignited when Julian Vance, from prestigious Blackwood University, reconnected with me after years. He seemed different, quieter, and even asked me out to a party. But I never made it to that party. Instead, I
/0/78752/coverbig.jpg?v=dbe33c17deb859347b2571f40a36b306)
The Lies That Loved Me
Daniella Marc never expected kindness. Not from the world. Not from people. And definitely not from love. She'd learned early on-pain was constant, trust was dangerous, and hope was a lie wrapped in a prettier lie. Until him. He was everything she wasn't-wealthy, wild, untouchable. The charming
/1/109021/coverbig.jpg?v=ac3a422b628703186840cf5256541c11)
The Contract That Married Me
I didn't fall in love. I signed my name. When Aria Vale is forced into a marriage contract to save her family from ruin, she expects cold rules, clean boundaries, and an emotionless arrangement. What she doesn't expect is Callum Hale. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who treats marriage like a busine
/0/99633/coverbig.jpg?v=77b58d5bb96ac15e1713b1607412e027)
The night that ruined me
Being in a Contract marriage with an illegitimate daughter is one decision that Alaric cannot change but manage with. Desperate to make his betrothed wife give up on the marriage without having any share of his property made him and his mistress drug her and set her up in a one night stand with a st
/0/84899/coverbig.jpg?v=e9a274b551259532f817ecb336f5fbdc)
The Bonus That Broke Me
I had given ten years of my life to Scott & Associates, a law firm I built from the ground up, making myself indispensable as their senior paralegal and handling everything from client intake to IT. My boss, Mr. Scott, had promised me a partnership for years, a dream I clung to, along with my signi
/0/86632/coverbig.jpg?v=751b66f5879300e315cd20664562db30)
The Betrayal That Broke Me
The sterile hum of the hospital room grated on my nerves, a grim backdrop to my mother' s shallow breaths. I clung to her frail hand, praying each rise and fall of her chest wouldn't be her last. But then my phone buzzed, pulling me into a different kind of nightmare: a photo of my wife, Sarah, dra
/0/23162/coverbig.jpg?v=dd6a6d1e1b269efe279acdf5b1a72818)
That Billionaire Loves Me!
Alex and Naomi are a couple who have built a romantic relationship in the past. Their love did not run smoothly because Alex started their love affair at stake with his friends. After he was done making Naomi love him, he ends up slept with her. In addition, he even shared their indecent photos with
/0/98588/coverbig.jpg?v=f5e26be887858f0d66b3102fa03d10ac)
The love that killed me, the billionaire who saved me
Jane Stadler wakes up from a six-year coma to a world that believes she's dead. Her husband, Daniel, betrayed her. Her adopted sister took her place. And the man who saved her? The one her enemies fear the most-viktor orlov and his son, Diego Orlov. With nothing left, Jane is given a choice:
/0/99655/coverbig.jpg?v=4bfd563373f3d23740276c2744a96e6b)
The Toxic Love That Almost Destroyed Me
For five years, I was Broadway's golden girl, and my powerful CEO boyfriend, Brennan, was my anchor. Our love felt invincible, a modern fairytale written across city marquees. Then he met Aimee, a struggling musician he claimed saved his life in a car crash. He gave her the vintage guitar he'd pro
/0/41651/coverbig.jpg?v=0ddc0436d381140e8cc5e0ceeeee64b5)
The Wolf That Lives In Me
Police investigator Daniel Bork lives tormented by horrifying nightmares when a violent crime takes place that shakes the city of São Paulo. Daniel and his partner Belfort begin to investigate the brutal crime and everything indicates that the person responsible is not human. Parallel to this situat
/1/132961/coverbig.jpg?v=a82b58ba9a527ef5909a2a287b3bbeb6)
I Remember the Wedding That Killed Me
I died on my wedding night, locked outside my own gates, watching my fiancé marry my stepsister while the world burned. Then I woke up. Three months earlier. Before the wedding. Before the outbreak that would tear my city apart. Before I ever trusted either of them. This time I remember everything
/1/114320/coverbig.jpg?v=54b8c6550763f442ceeb2c0d1ba205b4)
Kneel For Me: The Immortal Queen's Shadow
I was an arrogant, canceled reality TV star, trying to salvage my ruined reputation on a live broadcast. But after I lost my temper and assaulted a cameraman, my furious grandfather chased me into our family's forbidden gallery, where I accidentally crashed into an ancient, sealed portrait. The ca
/0/38232/coverbig.jpg?v=7d4a2e9b177c68a12e2a832aa04bf1f8)
Lying that You Love Me
Bree Wells fell into the sea because of a car crash. When she woke up from the hospital, she had no memories. Only a handsome man who said he was her husband was beside her. Bree believed in him. So she devoted herself to protecting him from outsiders, supporting in his career, and taking good care
/0/78381/coverbig.jpg?v=f620c797544ca816bf4fbb6dd3c6c875)
ISABELLA (THE NIGHT THAT RUINED ME)
She was just a girl who wanted her fairytale wedding night. Isabella got engaged to Xavier Gustavo, her long term crush, but she was a poor country side girl, her world is totally different from that of Xavier. Getting into the Guastovo family was not all roses as she thought, she was constantly ma
/0/80404/coverbig.jpg?v=2e5435778654c8731b08d8e62c30a35a)
The Family That Framed Me Mad
Ashley’s life is a cycle of hope and heartbreak. Every boyfriend, no matter how sweet, always leaves her after a chilling meeting with her adoptive father, Mike. This “meeting” always takes place in his sinister tool shed, a place that mysteriously changes everyone who enters. After her latest love
/0/56935/coverbig.jpg?v=321f6b572265980d08698fb3267df696)
That guy who rape me
Prologue~~~~~~ Aria's POV. "Sister, is the address you gave me correct?" I asked sister Maria on the cellphone, I called her today, she texted me the address when I was going to work, she said it was a good job, I really need someone to work with, especially with My father is sick at home whil
/0/32305/coverbig.jpg?v=90d0e997b28bad07bcda1e045ee11f89)
That Stranger Lying Beside Me
"How much did Ashley pay you for that night?" "Who's Ashley?" William asked. "I... I mean... the woman who paid you and asked you to sleep with me that night." William turned his head and looked at Valeria emotionless, "I don't get it. What the hell are you thinking about?" William was speechless. H
