Kate Jackson's life shatters when her husband, Alex Cole, throws her aside for another woman. Humiliated and heartbroken, she vowed to revenge and then she signs the divorce papers and accepts a surprising marriage proposal from Calvin Johnson, a mysterious billionaire confined to a wheelchair. "It appears we both don't have an affection for each other, so you'll be my wife until I'm able to secure my position as heir." Calvin stated coldly, as he rolled his wheel chair towards Kate. What starts as a marriage of convenience to secure Calvin's inheritance quickly spirals into a tangled web of secrets, betrayal, and forbidden passions. Haunted by a passionate affair with a masked stranger, Kate finds herself torn between two men—only to discover that the truth is far more shocking than she could have imagined. As Calvin battles to unmask those responsible for his mother's death and his near-fatal accident, Kate becomes the target of malicious schemes orchestrated by Calvin’s ruthless stepmother, Catherine. Will Kate whose heart was crippled, find love with the crippled man she married, or will her desire for revenge consume her?
View MoreWhen we arrived at Mr. Calvin's mansion, the scene at the gate caught me completely off guard. A sea of reporters and journalists swarmed the entrance, their cameras flashing like relentless lightning."What’s going on?" I asked, my voice laced with unease."Nothing to worry about, ma’am," the bald African man beside me said, his tone steady as he opened the car door. "We’ll need to walk past the gate—the crowd’s too thick for the vehicle."I sighed in relief, shaking my head slightly. "I’m sure they’re not here for me. I’m a nobody. Mr. Calvin must have done something to attract the media."But as soon as I stepped out of the car, reality hit like a tidal wave. The reporters surged toward me, their shouts drowning out my thoughts, their cameras capturing every step I took like a lamb walking to the slaughter.My chest tightened as panic clawed its way through me. I instinctively moved closer to one of the suited men, my breath quickening."Are you the Kate that’s getting married to t
"Have you gone to see Mr. Calvin yet?" my father asked, shoving a piece of chicken into his mouth with a fork."Yes, Dad," I replied, my hands clasped tightly behind my back as I stood, watching him eat.He simply nodded, picked up the glass of wine from the table, and took a slow gulp before turning his sharp gaze on me. "And? Give me the details. I want to know everything."I opened my mouth to speak, but my mother’s voice interrupted from behind me."Your daughter has been through a terrible heartbreak," she said, her tone cutting, "and a painful divorce, if I may remind you. But all you seem to care about is every detail of a particular crippled billionaire, not the details of your own daughter. Your only child."Hearing her defend me brought a flicker of comfort to my heart, but I knew better than to show my emotions in front of my father.He set his fork down with deliberate calmness and pointed it at my mother. "It’s your job as her mother to care about her feelings. It’s my jo
The continuous ringing of my phone cut through the fog in my head, pulling me into the morning sunlight. For a moment, I lay there, my mind struggling to piece together where I was and how I’d ended up here.I rolled over, groaning at the weakness that weighed me down, and froze when I realized—I was naked.My eyes flew open, wide with shock as the memories of last night came rushing back in fragments. The bar, the drinks, the masked man. And then… I closed my eyes, feeling the heat rise to my face as I remembered it all.I’d slept with him. A total stranger. No idea who he really was, no idea what he looked like beneath that mask. I barely even knew the sound of his voice.The realization hit me like a wave, and I felt my heart race in shame. I wasn’t the kind of person who ended up in a stranger’s bed.I sank back into the sheets, feeling the weight of my own actions settle over me. I was better than this. I had always been careful. But in one night, I’d shattered all of that. And f
I hated the taste of alcohol, the way it burned my throat and left me feeling unsteady. I hated the way it stripped away my sense of control. But tonight, control felt like a prison, one that had left me in ruins."Give me a glass of champagne. The strongest you've got," I said, my voice barely hiding the desperation. The bartender glanced at me, her brow arching as if she could see the heartbreak that had driven me here."Alright, give me a minute," she replied, a sympathetic smile tugging at her lips.Tonight, I'm going to lose control. For the first time in my life, I'm going to drink, to stupor.The bartender handed me the glass, and without a second thought, I tilted it back, the liquid burning its way down as I swallowed, the heat spreading through me. I placed the empty glass on the bar, my fingers trembling as I felt the sobs clawing at my chest, desperate to escape."Another one," I muttered, forcing the words out as I blinked back the tears threatening to spill.She poured
Sophia stared at the large framed picture of my husband and I on the wall, a smile frozen in time."Beautiful, isn’t it?" I interrupted, trying to lighten the mood as I handed her a glass of water.She ignored my question, collecting the glass of water with shaky hands, her gaze locked onto the picture."How could he do such a thing?" she muttered, her face pale, anger and disappointment swirling within her. I had never seen my friend look so bitter before."Sophia, talk to me. Why are you staring at the picture like a widow mourning her husband?" Confusion etched across my face as I exchanged glances between Sophia and the frame.Finally, she turned to me, her face still drained of color, eyes shimmering with unshed tears."Your husband is cheating on you, Kate." Her voice was steady but laced with empathy."Alex would never cheat on me. What do you mean?" Sophia nodded, her expression resolute. "I have the evidence to prove it. Open your Instagram account and check your husband’s p
Sophia stared at the large framed picture of my husband and I on the wall, a smile frozen in time."Beautiful, isn’t it?" I interrupted, trying to lighten the mood as I handed her a glass of water.She ignored my question, collecting the glass of water with shaky hands, her gaze locked onto the picture."How could he do such a thing?" she muttered, her face pale, anger and disappointment swirling within her. I had never seen my friend look so bitter before."Sophia, talk to me. Why are you staring at the picture like a widow mourning her husband?" Confusion etched across my face as I exchanged glances between Sophia and the frame.Finally, she turned to me, her face still drained of color, eyes shimmering with unshed tears."Your husband is cheating on you, Kate." Her voice was steady but laced with empathy."Alex would never cheat on me. What do you mean?" Sophia nodded, her expression resolute. "I have the evidence to prove it. Open your Instagram account and check your husband’s p...
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