Till Betrayal Do Us Part: Ex-Husband, Ex-Heartbreak

Till Betrayal Do Us Part: Ex-Husband, Ex-Heartbreak

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“Sign the papers, Estella.” Marco’s voice dripped with cold indifference as he slid the divorce papers across the table, his gaze locked on Claudia standing smugly by his side. “Did you really think a nobody like you could keep me?” Estella swallowed her pride, forcing herself to meet his eyes despite the burning humiliation. The family she had fought to belong to had become her greatest enemy. Claudia smirked, leaning closer. “You should be grateful. Letting you go is the kindest thing we’ve done for you.” **** When Estella married into the powerful Valdez family, she believed in a love strong enough to conquer any storm. But after years of enduring Marco’s cruelty and twisted schemes, she’s cast aside, humiliated, and left with a shattered heart. Yet, when Estella crosses paths with Alejandro, Marco’s ruthless rival. With Alejandro’s guidance, she reclaims her life, finding strength she never knew existed. Together, they plot to dismantle the very family that tore her apart. But revenge is a dangerous game, and as her quest unfolds, she faces betrayal, tragedy, and a conspiracy far deeper than she imagined. In a world of deceit and broken promises, Estella will discover that survival means more than escaping her past. It means learning to wield her pain as power—and showing those who wronged her that the quietest heart can hide the fiercest storm. But as she edges closer to revenge, a final tragedy strikes, threatening to strip her of everything. Can she rise from the ashes, or will she become a pawn in a game more twisted than love itself? Will Estella’s journey be one of redemption or destruction? Only time will tell in this gripping saga of betrayal, vengeance, and forbidden love

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1: The Cover

I tilt my head toward the mirror, squinting to see if the makeup covers the red mark. The foundation smooths over the skin fine enough, but somehow, I can still feel it—a prickling reminder right there on my cheekbone. I dab another layer, then another, the brush pressing harder until my jaw clenches. He didn’t even flinch. I shake the thought away, pulling back to check my work. The mirror reflects something close enough to perfect, so I force a smile. I pick up my phone and tap into it. This—decorations, outfit, everything—has to mean something. Tonight’s the night. As the camera goes live, I tilt my face just right, adding a little shimmer of joy to my eyes. I’ve practiced the smile enough that it comes naturally. “Hi, everyone! Welcome back to Estella’s Living,” I chirp, waving. “Tonight’s a special night. It’s our five-year anniversary, and I thought you’d all love a little peek into the surprise I’ve put together for him.” I adjust the angle to show the beautifully arrang...

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Hazell
Nice story author ......
2024-11-20 15:43:16
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BONI
I love this already, a very interesting read. keep it up!
2024-11-20 15:12:13
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Vinnianca
Your book is new and I'm seeing the potential. chapter one got me hooked . keep updating
2024-11-20 13:32:56
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Kerenah
Estella is so strong. Enduring all that from a man she gave her all to. I hope she gets her revenge because girl...you're not leaving things like this. kudos writer, please don't keep us waiting
2024-11-20 07:42:42
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M.N.Lawson
This is another book that I absolutely love. I can't believe that Marco would betray Estella by having an affair with her best friend. Then she has to stay at her ex-husband's nemesis. I would love to see more of what happens.
2024-11-19 15:22:07
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C. D Peters
I feel bad for Estella, I can't wait to see how she takes her revenge against Marco ......
2024-11-19 14:37:56
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56 Chapters
1: The Cover
I tilt my head toward the mirror, squinting to see if the makeup covers the red mark. The foundation smooths over the skin fine enough, but somehow, I can still feel it—a prickling reminder right there on my cheekbone. I dab another layer, then another, the brush pressing harder until my jaw clenches. He didn’t even flinch. I shake the thought away, pulling back to check my work. The mirror reflects something close enough to perfect, so I force a smile. I pick up my phone and tap into it. This—decorations, outfit, everything—has to mean something. Tonight’s the night. As the camera goes live, I tilt my face just right, adding a little shimmer of joy to my eyes. I’ve practiced the smile enough that it comes naturally. “Hi, everyone! Welcome back to Estella’s Living,” I chirp, waving. “Tonight’s a special night. It’s our five-year anniversary, and I thought you’d all love a little peek into the surprise I’ve put together for him.” I adjust the angle to show the beautifully arrang
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2: Morning after shock
I opened my eyes, feeling the sting before I even tried to move. The sunlight streamed in through the curtains, too bright, almost mocking. My body ached in places I couldn’t name, and the sheets felt like a trap, suffocating me. I glanced to the side, half-expecting to see Marco still lying there, but he was gone. Of course he was gone. I forced myself to sit up, wincing as I felt the bruises starting to form. My mind wandered, replaying fragments of last night, but I pushed them away. I wouldn’t break now, not over him. But when I stood, each step across the bedroom felt like a betrayal. This room, these walls—they used to feel safe. I stumbled out of bed, holding onto the wall for support as I made my way through the room. The house, once warm and filled with love, felt foreign and cold now. I quickly showered and changed avoiding the mirror all through. I passed by the nursery—the room we’d painted together when we were happy, laughing, believing in a future that now seemed a
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3: Grey Eyes
Tears blurred my vision, but I could still make out the dim glow of streetlights outside the cab , casting shadows that only deepened the ache in my chest. I hugged myself, leaning into the cold leather seat, barely holding it together as the city blurred past into faded memories and fractured hopes I wish I could forget . Each sob ripped through me, leaving a raw emptiness in its wake, as if I’d drained some part of me I’d never get back. A tissue appeared over the seat. I looked up, surprised, meeting the driver’s eyes in the rearview mirror. They were oddly warm, though lined with the kind of weariness that comes from years of late nights and endless fares. I took the tissue with a shaking hand, dabbing at the mess on my cheeks, knowing there was no way a thin piece of paper could fix what was broken in me. He adjusted his rearview mirror, and our eyes met for a heartbeat. Something about him looked familiar, as if I’d seen him before, but my mind was too foggy to piece it toget
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4: Shattered
The world slipped back into focus, muffled sounds of machines and soft beeps dragging me awake. My eyes felt heavy, and I blinked slowly, disoriented. The antiseptic scent of the hospital hit me, making my stomach twist. I tried to shift, only to feel a dull ache radiate through me, and that’s when I noticed the IV drip attached to my handDehydrated,” a distant voice said. “Her condition could have worsened had she remained untreated.”Condition? What condition?I blinked slowly, confusion clouding my thoughts as I fought to stay conscious. Why was I in a hospital? Who had brought me here?Darkness pulled me under again.When I resurfaced, the room was quiet, save for the soft rustling of paper. “Finally awake?”I turned my head, eyes landing on a man leaning against the door, arms folded. Alejandro. His voice was smooth but detached, every syllable dripping with a kind of restrained arrogance that made my skin prickle.I tried to push myself up, but my body protested. “What… happen
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5: Denial
The rain lashed against my face like tiny needles, soaking through my thin shirt as I stumbled out of the hospital doors. My hair clung to my face, and my sneakers squelched with every step. I didn’t know where I was going—I just knew I needed to keep moving. Anywhere but here. My steps faltered when a wave of nausea washed over me. This is too much for one day. Kicked out. Arrested. Pregnant. I laughed bitterly, my hand instinctively pressing against my flat stomach. “Pregnant,” I whispered to no one. It was absurd. Maybe the doctors were wrong. Maybe fate wasn’t this cruel. But it was. Of course, it was. A baby. A child. After years of Marco’s abuse,his insults, of his mother’s cruel words, of being called barren—a curse in heels. And now, when he’d thrown me out like garbage, this child decided to show up. I laughed again, louder this time, the sound strangled and raw. “Unbelievable,” I muttered, shaking my head. I was an orphan. I had no one except my adoptive parents who ra
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6: A Stranger’s Sanctuary
I stepped inside and paused. This was Alejandro’s home? I couldn’t hide my shock, my gaze sweeping the modern but modest interior. It wasn’t what I imagined for someone like him—someone who oozed arrogance and power at every turn. I expected more. A penthouse, a sprawling mansion, maybe. A villa with towering columns. And an army of staff at his beck and call Instead, this was sleek, modern, and painfully understated.“You live here?” The words slipped out before I could stop them.Alejandro turned from where he was shrugging off his jacket, smirking as he caught the disbelief in my voice. “Not impressed, princess?”I narrowed my eyes, already regretting speaking. “It’s not what I expected, that’s all. And don’t call me princess,”“Well, too bad this isn’t a replica of your husband’s mansion,” he shot back.I bristled, heat creeping up my neck. “I just didn’t expect…” I trailed off, biting back the urge to say something I’d regret. He didn’t need more ammunition.“Oh? And what exactly
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7: The Price of Freedom
Alejandro’s chuckle was low and unrelenting, the kind that made your skin prickle because it wasn’t just a laugh—it was a challenge. “You’re so dirty-minded,” he said, the words vibrating through the air like a ripple of static I groaned and peeked through one eye, catching a glimpse of his black shorts. My breath hitched before relief washed over me. Oh, thank God. “Relax, princess,” he said, his voice dangerously close to my ear, making the hairs on my neck stand on end. “It’s just skin. Not like you’ve never seen a man before.” “Don’t flatter yourself,” I snapped, my eyes squeezed shut again. “And stop calling me that.” He shifted closer. I felt it, the heat of him radiating through the air between us, and my breath hitched again before I could stop it “Fine,” he drawled, his tone dripping with a smirk I didn’t need to see to know was there. “Would you rather I say cinderella? Or should I just stick with my guest who doesn’t know how to follow simple rules? I hated the w
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8: Cycle of Despair
Marco leaned forward. “You humiliated me, Estella. Running to another man’s house the moment things got rough. Or should I say—another man’s bed?” His words hit me like a slap, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me falter. “Don’t you dare. You cheated on me. You paraded your affairs around like trophies, Marco. And now, you’re going to punish me for leaving when you actually kicked me out?” He stood suddenly, the chair scraping against the floor. “Don’t make this uglier than it needs to be, Estella. Sign the papers, walk away, and spare yourself the embarrassment of a drawn-out battle you can’t win.” I turned to Mr. Jenkins, pointing at the document he slid across the table. “What’s this supposed ‘compensation’?” He hesitated, his gaze flicking to Marco before answering. “Mr. Valdez has generously offered a one-time payment of one hundred thousand dollars.” I stared at him, then at Marco, and burst into incredulous laughter. “A hundred thousand?” Marco cro
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9: The Rules of Engagement
Two Week Later I traced the edge of the glass with my finger. Dr. Patel’s face haunting my mind up till date. Her somber expression and words replaying in my head like a bad dream. “Estella, I’m sorry. You were incredibly lucky to survive, but the baby…” She trailed off, her words hanging like a blade over my head. “You’ve suffered a miscarriage.” I stared at her, unblinking. The words bounced off me like they belonged to someone else. The baby. My baby. Gone “You also sustained a mild concussion, a few fractured ribs, and bruising. Physically, you’ll recover in time.” Her voice softened. Physically. As if that was the part that mattered. She hesitated, her voice lowering. “The driver…he didn’t survive.” James. He is dead because of me. His face flashed in my mind. Gone. Just like the child I hadn’t even gotten the chance to meet. I didn’t cry. Couldn’t. I simply nodded, staring past Dr. Patel as she listed instructions for my recovery I pressed my forehead agains
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10: Uneasy Coexistence
This house is like a soundproof prison. I kept to my room mostly, the bruises still ached, and my bandaged head. Alejandro and I barely saw each other, but when we did, we barely speak.I kept myself busy—or tried to. The loneliness clawed at me, relentless, and the lingering pain from the accident didn’t help. My head still throbbed faintly, and every step reminded me of wounds that had yet to heal. I told myself I was fine, but I knew I was lying to myself.It happened in the hallway. One second I was walking, and the next, the walls blurred and tilted. I reached out for something to steady myself but found nothing.The floor was cold against my cheek when I heard his voice.“Estella!” Alejandro was there in an instant, his hands on my shoulders. His face, usually so composed, was etched with alarm.I tried to wave him off, but my arm felt like lead. “I’m fine—““You’re not fine.” He scooped me up without waiting for an argument. His arms were strong, steady, and warm in a way that
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