My husband's childhood sweetheart is gravely ill. She says her only wish is to die in his arms. So, she boldly moves into our marital home. I demand an explanation for this, but my husband only snaps at me. "Why are you holding this against her when she already has one foot in the grave? Can't you be more magnanimous?" I sneer at that. Half a month later, the paparazzi catch me coming and going from Novak Group's heir's villa. My husband demands an explanation with bloodshot eyes. I imitate his previous response. "Why are you holding this against him? Can't you be more magnanimous?"
View MoreTamsin's "illness" was a false rumor deliberately spread by Hector and Cordelia. Their plan was to trigger Harlan's guilt and concern.Once Harlan initiated the divorce, Hector and Cordelia would add fuel to the fire. And knowing my pride, they assumed that I wouldn't cling desperately.It was a flawless trap—except they miscalculated. I wasn't some ornamental figurehead squandering the Sinclair family name.On the day of the divorce, Harlan looked like a shadow of his former self. His once-bright eyes had lost their spark. His posture was slouched, and his entire demeanor screamed defeat.Stepping out of his car alongside him were Cordelia and, unexpectedly, Hector, whom I hadn't seen in years. Hector and Cordelia exchanged a glance before bowing their heads apologetically."Waverly, we're truly sorry…"I didn't care for their apologies and certainly didn't need them. I glanced behind them instead and was surprised to find that Tamsin was not there.They seemed to understand wh
Harlan frowned, and his dark eyes were filled with an emotion I couldn't decipher.He glanced at me uneasily, then at Tamsin, who lay on the hospital bed, before speaking slowly. "Waverly, no woman would resort to ruining her face just to take revenge."When I heard that, I lowered my gaze. I realized that every ounce of forgiveness I'd shown had been a complete joke."Alright then, Harlan Flores. Let's get a divorce."His tone carried a hint of helplessness as he responded, "This isn't the time to talk about that…"Colleen, who was standing to the side, was furious. She handed me her phone while scolding Harlan."And you call yourself Waverly's husband? You can't even offer her basic trust! You're not even a tenth of my brother!"I passed the phone to the police. "This captured everything that just happened. It was all recorded clearly. I have evidence, and I didn't fabricate anything."While pouring the water earlier, I video-called Colleen on WhatsApp and instructed her to r
It wasn't until Harlan's figure disappeared from her view that Tamsin finally glanced at me. Meanwhile, I took a seat on the couch, casually picked up a piece of fruit, and started eating without sparing her a second look.After a while, she suddenly spoke. "Waverly, could you pour me a glass of water?"I knew it had to be a trap, but I was willing to walk into it. After all, my purpose in coming to the hospital with Harlan that day was simple.That was to divorce him.So, I smiled and said, "Of course."Ignoring the lightweight plastic cups next to the water dispenser, I opted for a heavy glass tumbler instead. She smiled as she thanked me and accepted the water, though she didn't drink it.As the sound of footsteps echoed closer down the hallway, she hesitated briefly before tossing the water onto her own face.Her piercing screams instantly filled the room. The glass slipped from her hand, shattering on the floor as shards scattered everywhere.Tamsin writhed on the bed. Her
Just as I stepped out of the company, a sports car smoothly pulled up at the front entrance. The window rolled down, revealing Ark's face.He took off his sunglasses, tilted his head, and raised an eyebrow at me. "Get in."When we arrived at Colleen's house, the car had barely come to a stop when another vehicle sped up from behind and rammed into the back of Ark's car.The force threw me forward uncontrollably. Just as my forehead was about to hit the dashboard, Ark's hand shot out, cushioning the impact.The collision was far from gentle. Before I could fully process what had happened, the other car's driver stepped out. The man yanked open my door, grabbed my arm roughly, and pulled me out of the car.Harlan shoved me against the wall. His voice was low and menacing as he spat, "Do you know your scandalous antics are all over the place?"Did you forget that you're married? What the hell are you doing, fooling around with another man?"Ark got out of the car, likely intending
To me, Harlan now seemed more like a madman who had lost all sense of reason.After a few seconds of silence, I let out a dry laugh, suddenly losing any desire to argue with him. "She's dying. What does that have to do with me? Will her illness magically get better if I go to the hospital?"Am I the one who gave her cancer? Plus, cancer is painful, isn't it? Maybe she should just stop treatment altogether."Without giving him a chance to respond, I hung up, cutting off his hysteria completely. I had no intention of indulging Harlan's madness further. My priority now was putting an end to this absurd project.When I arrived at the office, the project team members were heading toward the HR department with resignation letters in hand.When they saw me, they looked as if they had spotted a lifeline. They started pouring out their grievances about everything Tamsin had done in the past few days.She had docked their pay without reason, constantly nitpicked their work, targeted them u
That name—Ark Novak—was the nightmare of my college years. At the time, Ark always overshadowed me no matter what I did.Whether it was cumulative credits, scholarships, or even individual course grades, he outperformed me by an insurmountable margin.I was forever the runner-up on campus.Yet, I never knew what he looked like. He refused to appear on stage every time he was called to give a speech.But after meeting Harlan, I shifted my focus to him and stopped caring about academics. Rankings and scholarships—none of them mattered to me anymore.Still, I never imagined that I'd hear that name again, especially under these circumstances. I then followed Ark and Colleen out of the company without saying a single word.Ark drove while Colleen and I sat in the backseat, chatting.Through their conversation, I discovered that Ark was actually Colleen's biological brother. I looked at her in disbelief. "But your…"Colleen noticed my confusion and explained, "I took my mom's last
My questions were soon answered during a tense meeting where Tamsin sat in Harlan's usual chair.When the assistant moved to bring in an extra chair, Harlan stopped them. "No need. This won't take long."Tamsin gave an embarrassed smile before settling into Harlan's seat.Harlan threw the documents he was holding onto the table with a loud thud, his face full of anger. "Yesterday, the project proposal you submitted contained some very basic errors."Although these mistakes didn't cause any losses to the company, Tamsin will be taking over this project entirely from now on."Someone in the group voiced their dissatisfaction. "But this project has always been handled by Waverly…"Harlan sneered as he turned his gaze toward me. "Waverly Sinclair, did you notice the flaws in the proposal? If you did, why didn't you fix them?"My silence must have seemed like a silent concession to him. In the end, the project I had worked on for two months was handed over to someone else.Just as t
The force of Harlan's slap was so strong that it caused a brief ringing in my ears. I stood there in disbelief, staring at him as tears streamed uncontrollably down my face.I wanted to say something, but my throat was so tight and painful that I couldn't utter a single word.Harlan and I had been together since our sophomore year in college. We got married a month after graduation. To say that there wasn't any love between us would be a lie.However, the weight of that slap was enough to wake me up completely.Harlan seemed to realize how impulsive he had been. A flicker of guilt crossed his face. "Waverly, I…"He reached out to touch my face, but I stepped back to avoid him."Her condition is very serious. I have to stay by her side. If something happens to her in the middle of the night, I need to be there immediately."There's nothing like that going on between us…"The more he spoke, the less I wanted to listen. His words didn't feel like an explanation but a desperate jus
After I explained everything that had happened, Cordelia's expression shifted. The comforting smile on her face gradually disappeared, replaced by a furrowed brow and a subtle hint of worry.I understood, of course. After all, what mother wouldn't side with her own son?It was only natural that she wouldn't want to intervene. Still, I had so much bottled up inside that I needed to vent to someone.She opened her mouth as if to speak but stopped herself and shook her head instead. Just as I was about to ask for her opinion, the steaming spicy dish was brought to the table.We sat at the dining table in silence, and an unspoken tension hung in the air. The meal was unpleasant, leaving me questioning if I had said something I shouldn't have.Finally, just as the meal was coming to an end, Cordelia broke the silence. She began to say, "Henrietta being dismissed was indeed wrong of Harlan, but…"Waverly, Tamsin and Harlan grew up together. Her parents entrusted her to our family befor
I just returned home from a business trip. As soon as I opened the door, I was surprised to see my husband, Harlan Flores, cooking in the kitchen.Before I could say anything, my eyes were drawn to a woman in a striking red dress on the couch. Noticing the commotion at the entrance, the woman shifted her gaze from Harlan in the kitchen to me.The moment she saw me, she stood up, walked over, and extended her hand, smiling. "Hi, Waverly. I'm Tamsin Jones, a childhood friend of Harlan's."Hearing her introduction, I nodded knowingly before shaking her outstretched hand."Hello. Please have a seat."As I walked to the couch and sat down, something about her seemed familiar, prompting me to take a second look. In an instant, I remembered where I had seen her—on my wedding day with Harlan.She had sat in the audience back then. Her face was as pale as snow, and she had tears in her eyes as she looked at Harlan with deep sorrow.Before I could exchange pleasantries with her, Harlan em...
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