On our third anniversary, I destroyed my husband's company with my own hands. After the divorce, I uncovered the truth: the mistress's son was never his. The paternity test was a lie. And the only child he would ever have, the one he killed with his own hands, was ours. Three years of marriage. One betrayal. And a truth that would destroy him completely.
Up to EP 20After They Broke My Wings, I Rose as the Phoenix QueenHome
Up to EP 20Doing Bridal Makeup for My Husband’s New WifeHome
Up to EP 20The Pup He Never KnewHome
Up to EP 20My Husband Gave My Kidney to His Mistress’s MotherHome
Up to EP 60Pregnancy Trap: My Justiciar UnmaskedHome
Up to EP 88The Rose in DisguiseHome
Up to EP 21A Died Mother's Lethal RevengeHome
Up to EP 20Wolf King's Contract BrideHome
Up to EP 20Reborn After the Alpha’s BetrayalHome
Up to EP 21My Wolves Said I Was Bad at Sex, But the Snake King Couldn't Get EnoughHome
Up to EP 20After I Lost Our Baby, the Don Begged Me to Come BackHome
Up to EP 33Hidden in Manhattan: My 5-Year Charade is OverHome