Claimed By The Billionaire's Uncle

can you say those things to me?" She stood in the middle of their vast, cold bedroom, her hands trembling as she reached for him, desperation

ou think this is love, Emelia? You were never supposed to be in this marriage. It was always Isabella. She's the one I love. She's the one who deser

ask for this! I didn't want any of this, Damian. It was your grandfathe

. There's nothing here to fix. You're just a figurehead, something I had to deal with because

se... We've known each other since we were kids. There was a time when you l

r love someone like you? Pathetic, desperate, clinging to a marriage that was over before it even began

you, Damian," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I gave up everything. My family hates me because of this marria

e cold and heartless. "You were never meant to be in this life. You're not

she watched the man she had loved her entire life turn into a st

m already gone. I've been gone for years. Sign the divorce papers,

eached out one last time, desperate to cling to the piec

"Enough, Emelia. I don't love you, and I never will. I'm done

cked on his, searching for any trace of the man she once knew, the boy she had

m without another word, leaving Emelia standing alone

to the wedding picture on the wall-a reminder of a love that never existed. Her smile had been so bright that day, so

her. How had she allowed herself to become this? A shadow of the woma

e. She stood up, wiping the tears from her face, her eyes now

caped her lips. "So, this is how it ends." She picked up the pen, her han

"You'll regret this, Damian," she whispered, a fire igniting in

ia walked out of the room, leaving the shattered piec

her fun. And tomorrow, s