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 MoreElla'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
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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