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Time's Up, but Ex-husband Wants Her Back
At her lowest point, Jasmine Scott signs an agreement with Calvin Ford's mother, marrying Calvin in exchange for financial support. For three years, she plays the perfect wife—gentle, obedient, and endlessly patient. She cares for Calvin, helping him recover from both his disability and his anger, guiding him to stand on his feet again. She thinks they might just make it work. But then, Olivia Zeller, Calvin's true love, returns. On a stormy night, Calvin doesn't hesitate to abandon Jasmine just to pick Olivia up. Later, he lies about a business trip, only to secretly attend a concert with Olivia. He even brings Olivia home and flirts with her right in front of Jasmine. Jasmine finally decides to end it after one too many disappointments. She files for divorce. ... The next time Calvin sees Jasmine is at a glamorous banquet. His dull and boring ex-wife now stuns in haute couture, glowing with grace and elegance. When he catches her giggling at another man, eyes sparkling, Calvin snaps and seethes with jealousy. He corners her and growls, "Jasmine, who gave you permission to be with another man?" Without missing a beat, Jasmine slaps him. "Who let you off your leash? Touch me again and I'll report you for sexual harassment!" ... Jasmine moves into a new home, where she meets a gentle and dependable neighbor named Joshua Sutton. He teaches her how to trust again, treats her with care, and spoils her like a princess. Every time she struggles, he stands behind her quietly and steadily. Dates, love confessions, a proposal, even the wedding—he plans everything down to the tiniest detail. She doesn't have to lift a finger. And that's when Jasmine finally realizes this is what it feels like to be truly cherished.
I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis
Being second best is practically in my DNA. My sister got the love, the attention, the spotlight. And now, even her damn fiancé.Technically, Rhys Granger was my fiancé now—billionaire, devastatingly hot, and a walking Wall Street wet dream. My parents shoved me into the engagement after Catherine disappeared, and honestly? I didn’t mind. I’d crushed on Rhys for years. This was my chance, right? My turn to be the chosen one?Wrong.One night, he slapped me. Over a mug. A stupid, chipped, ugly mug my sister gave him years ago. That’s when it hit me—he didn’t love me. He didn’t even see me. I was just a warm-bodied placeholder for the woman he actually wanted. And apparently, I wasn’t even worth as much as a glorified coffee cup.So I slapped him right back, dumped his ass, and prepared for disaster—my parents losing their minds, Rhys throwing a billionaire tantrum, his terrifying family plotting my untimely demise.Obviously, I needed alcohol. A lot of alcohol.Enter him.Tall, dangerous, unfairly hot. The kind of man who makes you want to sin just by existing. I’d met him only once before, and that night, he just happened to be at the same bar as my drunk, self-pitying self. So I did the only logical thing: I dragged him into a hotel room and ripped off his clothes.It was reckless. It was stupid. It was completely ill-advised.But it was also: Best. Sex. Of. My. Life.And, as it turned out, the best decision I’d ever made.Because my one-night stand isn’t just some random guy. He’s richer than Rhys, more powerful than my entire family, and definitely more dangerous than I should be playing with.And now, he’s not letting me go.
Mysterious Husband Is a Billionaire
"Carroll Brown is dead! But you have to marry him in your sister's name." My mother said to me in a cold tone. My sister was engaged to the hottest billionaire. It should have been a perfect marriage. Unexpectedly, Carroll was dead in an accident. My sister didn't want to become a widow, so she forced me to marry her dead fiance. And I had no right to refuse her.Actually, I was the biological daughter of the Smith family. My sister was an adoptive one. My sister and I had been swapped at the hospital when we were just born. My parents had already had a deep relationship with her. So they chose to sacrifice me. On the wedding day, I was taken to the mourning hall."Ma'am, please keep Master company and let him feel warm." The housekeeper said with a cold expression. I couldn't help but look up at the portrait above the coffin, and my heart skipped a beat at this glance. The man in the portrait was more handsome than the superstars in Hollywood.Carroll Brown? My dead husband? Wow, he was really handsome!I didn't know how long had passed when my stomach began to rebel. After one glance at the coffin, I swallowed my saliva and then begged with my fingers crossed. "Mr. Carroll, I'm starving! May I eat your pastries? You don't mind, do you?" "I do.""Ah!" Scared, I broke out in a cold sweat. My legs went limp, and I fell to the ground. I shouted, "Ghost!"Carroll curled his lips, leaned over, and touched the black coffin. "Mr. Carroll has risen from the dead. What do you think of this headline tomorrow?"
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