Synopsis: After discovering her husband cheated on her, Ella Bronx completely woke up from her fantasy of this marriage. Accepting her best friend's invitation, she planned to indulge herself for a night... but her fate was unexpectedly tied to an even more unexpected man, her unfaithful husband's uncle, Collins Arma. To make matters worse, he seemed to have a misunderstanding of her, thinking that she was an evi! woman who wanted to frame him with ulterior motives. Ella puts this matter behind her for the time being and wanted to divorce her husband, Dave Scott, as soon as possible, but was strongly opposed by him. She wanted to get back the job she had given up for marriage and love, but as Dave interfered, no company was willing to accept her, but she still received an offer from a company - Collins' company. How can she get out of this toxic marriage and let Dave and Scarlet, Collins' cunning ex-lover, get the punishment they deserve? And in this process, when she and her husband's uncle both found themselves attracted to each other, how should they face their feelings?
View MoreDave's POVThe quarterly reports blurred before my eyes, numbers dancing like mocking specters across the page. Each line spelled out the same truth: we were drowning. Three years of questionable decisions and risky ventures had finally caught up with Scott Enterprises. The company my father had built, the legacy I was supposed to protect—all of it slipping through my fingers.I admit, I have been slacking off on my duties, partying more, buying more diamonds for the women who caught my eyes. Anything to make their legs spread for me.However, I can't believe I let it get this bad. If this continues, the company might have to file for bankruptcy and I have no idea how I'm going to face my dad. He already thought I didn't have what it took to manage the company. Everyone thought the same. Collins had just always been better at everything."Mr. Scott?" Sarah's voice drifted through my dark thoughts. My assistant stood in the doorway, her lipstick freshly applied, blouse buttons done u
Ella's POVFreedom smelled like cardboard boxes and packing tape.My hands shook as I sealed another box, marking it "CLOTHES" in bold black letters. The morning sun streamed through our bedroom windows – windows I'd stared through countless nights, feeling trapped in this beautiful cage Dave called home while he desecrated our vows."We have two hours max," Lily said, efficiently wrapping my photo frames in bubble wrap, her lips set in determined lines. She has been an absolute rock through all these and I don't know what I'd do without her. "Mr. Chris wants to meet at 11:30. Are you sure about going through with this today?"I nodded, checking my burner phone again. 8:45 AM. Dave would be in his morning meeting until 11. "Dave saw the e-files Mr. Christ sent to my regular phone by mistake. There's no point waiting anymore – he knows I want out."Mr. Chris, my lawyer, a middle aged man with intelligent eyes and a kind smile, had been deeply sorry for sending the divorce papers to my
Dave's POVThe call ended abruptly, leaving me staring at my phone in rage. No name, no number, just those words echoing in my head: "I have photos of your wife and the man she spent the night in a hotel room with."I looked up to find Collins and Ella standing awkwardly at the entrance, keeping their distance from each other. Something about their body language set off alarm bells in my head."What the hell is going on?" I stepped between them, studying their faces. "Uncle Collins, are those bruises healing well? You seem to be moving around just fine."Collins met my gaze steadily. "Unlike some people, I know how to take a hit.""And you, dear wife?" I turned to Ella, watching her fidget with her purse strap. "You seem awfully quiet this morning. Anything you want to tell me? You better tell me who you were with before I find out by myself.""Dave, stop it," Ella whispered, her eyes darting between Collins and me. "Your parents are waiting.""Oh, we have time." I moved closer to her
Ella's POVThe sound of shattering glass jolted me awake. I sat up in bed, my heart pounding, before realizing it was just another nightmare about the banquet. Three days had passed, but the image of Collins and Dave fighting wouldn't leave my mind. Neither would the look in Collins' eyes when he'd practically announced our indiscretion to everyone. I don't even want to think about Dave's rage. All in all, the last three days have been horrible."Bad dream?" Dave's voice made me freeze. He stood in the doorway of our spare bedroom, watching me with those cold eyes I'd grown to fear. Since the banquet, he'd barely slept, spending his nights pacing the house like a caged animal. His seriously bruised face, careful stance and bandage on his arm remind me how serious the fight had been. I don't know how Collins looks but I bet it's not as bad as Dave does."I'm fine," I whispered, pulling the covers tighter around myself."Of course you are." He walked to the window, yanking the curtains
Collins' POV"How about you talk to your wife, why had she been staring at me also!" The words left my mouth before I could stop them. I saw Ella's eyes widen with panic, her fingers clutching her champagne glass so tightly I thought it might shatter. A sick satisfaction coursed through me. Let her worry. She'd played her games, and now she could deal with the consequences.Dave's grip on my collar tightened, his knuckles white with rage. "What the hell are you talking about?"I shouldn't have said anything. The memory of that night at the masked party flooded back unbidden – her body against mine, her moans, the shock when our masks came off. The same woman I'd dismissed three years ago as just another gold digger after our family's money.I remembered that first meeting clearly. She'd walked into the family gathering with practiced grace, all innocent smiles and perfect manners. Dave had been besotted, but I'd seen right through her act. Growing up in this world of wealth and privil
Ella's POVThe air inside the grand banquet hall was suffocating. The chandeliers sparkled, casting a golden glow over the sea of people, all dressed in their finest. I clutched my clutch bag tightly, forcing a polite smile as Dave’s hand rested possessively on the small of my back. It was an act, just like everything else between us.I wanted to be anywhere but here. The weight of the last few days still sat heavy on my chest. Every time I glanced at Dave, his calm, confident facade made my stomach churn. Did he really think he could drag me to this event, parade me around like some trophy, and all would be forgiven?“Ella,” Dave’s voice cut through my thoughts. He leaned in, his breath brushing my ear. “Remember what I told you. Smile. Be charming.”I nodded stiffly, swallowing the retort bubbling up in my throat. I had no energy for another argument, not here, not now.We approached a group of well-dressed men and women. Dave’s parents were among them, their smiles as polished as t
ELLA'S POVThe house was quiet, too quiet, after Dave stormed out. For days, he didn’t return. Not a call, not a message—just nothing. I should’ve been relieved, maybe even glad to have some peace. But instead, I felt the silence creeping up on me like a heavy fog. Each passing day only made the knot in my stomach tighter.I spent most of my time at Lily’s place. She didn’t ask too many questions, which I appreciated, but the concern in her eyes said enough. I couldn’t bring myself to tell her everything. How could I? How could I say out loud the mess I’d gotten myself into?The shame of last night’s memories still clung to me. Collins. His name alone made my chest tighten. What happened shouldn’t have happened, but it did. And no matter how much I tried to push it away, it kept coming back to me like waves crashing against the shore.I stayed up late every night, pacing the room or staring blankly at the ceiling. My thoughts wouldn’t let me rest. “What now, Ella?” I kept asking mysel
Ella's POVI stumbled through the front door of my house, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst. The events of last night kept playing in my mind like a broken record. Collins. My husband’s uncle. How did I let it happen? I didn’t sleep a wink. My face burned with shame as I heard Dave’s voice from the living room.“You’re finally back.” His tone was cold, his eyes narrowing when he saw me. “Where were you all night, Ella?”My stomach twisted. I couldn’t answer. I didn’t know how to. My hands clenched the strap of my bag tightly as I avoided his stare.“I could ask you the same thing,” I snapped, my voice louder than I intended. “Where were you too? Don’t even try to deny it, Dave. I saw everything.”His face stiffened, and for a moment, I thought he was going to lie again. He opened his mouth, then shut it, clearly searching for something to say. When he finally spoke, his voice was sharp.“What are you talking about?”“Don’t play dumb with me!” I yelled, my emotions boi
Ella's POVThe party was in full swing when we arrived. The music was deafening, and the crowd was electric. People danced like they were trying to forget their own lives, and I felt an odd sense of comfort in their chaos. I clutched the mask against my face, feeling both excited and nervous. Lily handed me a drink, her grin wide.“Here,” she said, pushing it into my hand. “Drink. You’re going to need it.”I took a sip, the alcohol burning my throat. It wasn’t my usual drink, but tonight wasn’t a usual night. The bitterness was a strange reminder of what I was trying to leave behind.As the drinks kept coming, I found myself loosening up. Men approached me, their eyes hungry even behind their masks. One of them slid an arm around my waist, pulling me closer. His cologne was intoxicating, and for a moment, I let myself lean into him.“Who are you hiding from?” he whispered, his lips dangerously close to my ear.“No one,” I replied, my voice steadier than I expected. “I’m just here to h
ELLA'S POVI sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers trembling as I held his phone. The explicit text messages stared back at me, each word cutting into my chest like a knife. The pictures, too, left little to the imagination. I couldn’t believe this. Again. How many times had I ignored the signs? How many times had I convinced myself it was all in my head?Dave walked into the room, his hair slightly messy, wearing that smug smile I once found charming. He didn’t even notice the phone in my hand at first.“Hey, babe,” he said, his voice smooth as ever. He leaned against the doorframe, his eyes trailing over me like I was some prize he already owned. “Are you waiting for me?”I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to keep my voice steady. “Dave, who is this woman?” I held up the phone, my heart pounding.His smile faltered for a second, but he quickly recovered, shrugging nonchalantly. “What woman? You’re overthinking again, Ella.”Overthinking? My jaw clenched as anger bubbled insi...
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