A Husband's Regret

Catherine (Cat) Landon thought she had built a life of trust and love with her husband, Alex Dawson—until she discovered he had emptied their savings to buy a diamond ring for his mistress. Heartbroken and lost, she sought escape in a club, only to be mistaken for a stripper and paid for a one-night stand by a mysterious stranger. That stranger was Aaron Dawson—her ex-husband’s ruthless older brother. Moments later, Cat finds herself at the mercy of a contract marriage with the same man she spent one unforgettable night with. Aaron is cold, calculating, and holds secrets of his own. He doesn’t believe in love, but he refuses to let Cat walk away. As she’s pulled into Aaron’s world of wealth, power, and deep-seated family betrayal, Cat must fight to reclaim her identity and seek revenge on the man who wronged her. But Aaron’s presence stirs something dangerous inside her—a passion she never expected. When old wounds resurface and dark secrets unravel, Cat must decide: will she allow herself to be consumed by vengeance, or will she open her heart to a second chance at love?

Theda thinks her life is slowly turning warm after she's saved by the said-infamous alpha Tyler, but things rumble for her when he gets to know a bitter truth about her, and ignoring the fated signals, he turns cold and ill-treats her. What bitter truth led to his drastic change? What will be Theda's new faith after she runs away to save her unborn child and herself? ****** "Isn't it enough, Alpha Tyler? You've hurt me way more than I could ever imagine in the past few weeks. What have I done?" I couldn't stand his grayish-blue eyes piercing my soul. I tried the look away when I became confusingly lost in his eyes. He grabbed my chin and lifted it, he made me look back at him. "These eyes. I never once thought that I would dislike them so much, nor did I ever think that this face of yours is related to something behind my past miseries." His voice was cold and emotionless and I couldn't believe he was the same man who once treated me with love. "I. Hate. You." He spelt out his hatred without blinking an eye, causing my mouth to drop. "Just kill me then and maybe you'll be free from the haunts of your past miseries," I whispered hoarsely with so much bitterness bottled up inside me. "I will surely do that without regret." My eyes grew bigger in awe and a despicable smirk snarled up the face of his that once gave me sparkles. Sadly, it still did. "Every day…will be a living hell for you, Theda." His hot-cold whisper sent chills down my spine and I froze. I thought I'd seen the worst but for him..it was just the tip of an iceberg.

Three years after our breakup, I never thought I’d see Connor Rogers again. He was no longer the ordinary man I once knew. Now, he was the head of a powerful corporation. And me? I was broke, scraping by every day just to survive. All the love I once felt for him had turned into hatred, every ounce of pain tracing back to him. I straddled him, naked, driving him wild with desire. Leaning down, I whispered in his ear, “Give me the contract.” The moment his eyes clouded over, I knew I had won. The smile I gave him was one I had rehearsed a hundred times, until it looked real. No one could see what lay behind it: my mother’s death, and the baby I lost at eight months in my womb—our child. Now he was begging me to come back, even defying his family for me. But I... hesitated.

My in-laws-to-be are poisoned, but my fiancé insists on going fishing with his true love. I don't stop him. In fact, I lend him my car. In my past life, he chose to take his parents to the hospital after I stopped him. However, his true love died at sea and ended up being eaten by the sharks. My fiancé was normal after her death. However, when we were on our honeymoon, he stabbed me and pushed me into the ocean. "It's all your fault, Fiona! I failed to save Lauren because of you! Now that she's dead, you don't deserve to live, either!" The scent of my blood attracted the sharks. They ripped me to pieces before I could drown. When I open my eyes again, I find my in-laws-to-be lying in their bed. My fiancé runs off to save his true love. Ultimately, he still regrets his actions.

That night, it all crashed. Three years. The moment she pulled open that particular bedside drawer in his bedroom and saw those papers, the truth sliced her deeper than any blade. It was never her. Has never been. The divorce he handed her felt like the final betrayal, a signature sealing years of lies. And she left with nothing but her pride vowing never to turn back. But, a year later, fate deals a cruel twist when they clash over the same billion-dollar deal only for the investor to demand, 'Work together or walk away'. Now, bound by a forced partnership, he regrets letting her go while she wonders if this partnership will heal her heart or break it all over again.

I fell in love with the nanny's son. After boldly pursuing him, he reluctantly agreed to marry me. But I never expected his young lover to storm into my home like a madwoman, prying my mouth open to pour scalding water down my throat, pressing me into a sink full of dirty water, and finally pushing me down the stairs. My husband stood by my hospital bed, looking at my broken body with disdain. "Irene, every moment with you makes me sick," he spat, barely able to hide his impatience for my death. Yet, when I finally died, he sobbed uncontrollably in public, playing the role of the devoted, heartbroken husband. "Irene, don't leave me! You have no idea how much I wanted to die with you!" At that, I spoke softly from behind him. "Is that so?"

It's about a divorced couple who still love each other. Then the wife became her husband's mistress. Where did the faith would bring them? Let's see...

KEIRA I had just limited time left to waste my tears on a man that didn't deserve me. I'm making the most out of my life before I finally die. I'm going to try everything I have been hindering myself from doing because I was busy being the good girl. When I saw him at the bar that night, he ignited a spark I couldn't quench. A fire only I knew how it burned through me. He was twice my age but I didn't care. I wanted him and I knew it. I had just activated a new me and I'm loving it. I made the first move and his dominating aura took over. “I like your spark Bambi and I think I know what a lady in distress needs” He rasped, his voice lacing with possessiveness that sent shivers down my spine. GEORGE My heart leaped for Joy the moment she pecked my lips. I never thought she would have this so much effect on me. Every ounce of me desired her. She was so hot. I couldn't take my eyes off her after meeting her at the bar that night. Even after realizing she was my son's ex-wife, I was determined to make her mine and she was just about falling into my trap.

After sacrificing her billionaire heiress identity to become a devoted housewife, Ophelia Sterling risks her own life undergoing experimental medical procedures to save her hockey star husband's career, only to watch him choose the manipulative doctor who stole credit for her sacrifice. When a devastating miscarriage shatters her world and her marriage crumbles under a web of lies orchestrated by her husband's rival, Ophelia discovers the brutal truth: everything she gave up, every pain she endured, was destroyed by the very people she trusted most. Rising from the ashes of betrayal, she reclaims her powerful heritage and builds an empire that will make those who destroyed her life pay the ultimate price. But when her ex-husband finally learns the shocking truth about who she really is and what he lost, will his desperate attempts at redemption be enough, or has he awakened a force that will stop at nothing to ensure he suffers as she once did?

"You owe me, Isabel. I married you just for revenge." Emerson's cold voice cut through me. The man I loved betrayed me in the most ruthless way imaginable. In his heart, I was never more than a shadow of his first love, Lilith—the woman who destroyed my life. After the heartbreak of losing my baby, the diagnosis of a malignant tumor was another cruel blow. But Emerson wasn't done. He delivered one final, devastating strike: my father, now in a vegetative state, might have committed an unforgivable crime. The weight of it all nearly crushed my will to live. Yet when I finally walked away, Emerson became desperate to win me back. But why? Wasn’t this exactly what he wanted all along?