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1,455,356	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	335902252461371	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I announced while looking at my husband and his mistress.<br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> “I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally said something in a cold voice.<br /> “Tomorrow, I will send you the divorce paper.” <br /> ————————<br /> There's no way...Absolutely no way. We always use protection, and I'm on the pill. How can there be two lines? Two! How can I be two weeks late? <br /> I drop the disgusting pee stick into the sink before staring at myself in the mirror. <br /> What am I going to say to Adam? We aren't ready for a baby. Our marriage is so rocky right now, and his parents aren't supportive at all. <br /> I need to talk to him now.<br /> I push the plastics lid down on the Tupperware and place it in the insulated bag. I can't remember the last time I made Adam lunch and took it to the job site, but it's time I did. We need a good icebreaker, and my homemade spinach pasta has never let me down before. <br /> I smile to myself as I load the sides in the bag. I made all his favorites and even wrote him a long letter just in case he is too busy to speak with me when I drop by. I've really missed doing sweet things like this for him. <br /> I smile at my appearance. It's been a while since I tried to look good, and I think I forgot how nice I can look. In school, I was popular solely because of my looks, and it is the thing that definitely caught Adam's attention. <br /> I know that because I didn't have anything else going for me. I was an orphaned ward of the state, wearing hand-me-downs and holey shoes. But my bad style and poor background didn't matter to Adam, who comes from a very wealthy family, no he was happy to have me. I was the girl every guy had asked out but who had turned every one of them down. I was the unattainable Samantha Layne, the clean-faced angel, according to some. And Adam Polk was the guy who got me. The only guy I wanted. <br /> I smile as I grab his lunch and head for my little red Toyota Adam got me when he was promoted. <br /> This is it. I'm going to tell my husband we are expecting. I am going to go back to caring about the little things. That way coming home will be a joyous event for him and not a chore. <br /> I chuckle to myself as I open my car door and head for the trailer. Just the thought of how happy his mother would be is encouraging. I open the mobile trailer's door with a satisfied smile, and one thought running through my mind, "sorry Margaret, but you won't be proved right anytime soon." <br /> My happiness and self-confidence instantly fade as my eyes take in Adam groping and touching a skinny brunette. His hands are traveling her body as if they have never felt a woman before, and his tongue has to be licking her tonsils. <br /> "Adam," I whisper before I can stop myself, and my husband jumps. <br /> He pushes her away and meets my shocked eyes with a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar expression. <br /> "Samantha," he whispers, and the brunette looks between the two of us with a confused expression. <br /> "Adam...who is she," she asks after a brief moment of us staring at each other. <br /> I turn my gaze towards her now annoyed face. Red hot rage like I have never felt before blooms in my chest as I look her over. She obviously comes from money. She has diamonds in her ears, diamonds on her neck, and diamonds around her wrist. Her dress is exceptionally hot, and it shows off her fake breasts beautifully. Her hair is long, but I can see part of an extension due to my husband's hands running through her hair. She is exactly what my mother-in-law has always wanted for her baby boy—a fake high-class bimbo. Fine...as my heart breaks, my old defenses return. <br /> I turn my gaze back to my husband as I respond. <br /> "I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I answer while stepping towards his desk. <br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> Adam steps towards me, but I hold up my hand. I look into his eyes with the same disdain he gave me last night, and I see him cringe just as I did. I shift my gaze back towards the home wrecker. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> His eyes are trailing over me, and I smirk. Perfect. <br /> "Is that so," I say, and he meets my hard green eyes. <br /> "Sam, please...I can explain," he says, and I throw my head back to laugh. <br /> I make sure to be extra dramatic as I laugh my pain away. I even wipe away a nonexistent tear as I bring my face back down. <br /> "I think I can explain for you," I reply before flipping my hair back to guarantee my breasts are in full view. <br /> "You probably went to your mother after one of our fights...you probably complained about me and your precious all-knowing mother talked down about me. Then a short time after, she introduced you to miss blonde here...You being a good man, fought your attraction to her. But as we fought more and more at home, you decided to jail with working through our marriage. You called up miss mommy approved bimbo and started to get you some on the side...... Well, don't let me ruin your good time Adam.....I just came by to talk about the thing I wanted to discuss last night. You know the thing that made you cuss me out and storm back out of our house. The excuse you used to go get right back in between her legs!..... I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "What," Adam whispers, and I smirk. <br /> "Yup. Well, enjoy your lunch. It's all your favorites. I will be sure to give Kelly the recipes so she can make them for you from now on.....oh, and she can have this too. The diamond is a little small for her taste, judging from the size of the stones already on her," I reply as I slide off the ring I chose. <br /> I place it on top of his lunch bag and give the two of them my best smile. <br /> "Well, continue," I say as I turn to leave. <br /> Adam grabs my arm before I can escape but drops it as soon as I look at him. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Doesn't matter how," I growl, and he frowns before Kelly's squeaky voice erupts from behind me, cutting into our discussion as if it belongs there. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> He turns towards her to say something, but before he can, I respond to little miss deluded. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally smirk before delivering the final blow. <br /> "And don't worry, Adam. I remember every word of the prenup your mother made me sign. The baby is definitely yours. DNA will have no problem proving it, and since you were the one caught sleeping around, I get everything. Including fifty percent of this company when your father hands it over. I guess mommy dearest forgot that part when she introduced you to Ms. O'Niel," I explain snarkily. <br /> When I go to leave this time, he lets me, and the last little piece of my heart shatters. The crew, who looked shocked to see me avoid my eyes as I head to my car. I guess I assumed wrong when I pulled up. They weren't shocked to see me here. They were wide-eyed because they knew what scene I was about to walk in on. <br /> I get into my car and slam the door. As I start it, I look back toward the trailer to see Adam watching me. As a final parting gift, I flip him off. I put my car in reverse and punch the gas. Gravel flies as I flee the scene of soul-shattering destruction. <br /> Goodbye, Adam Polk.<br /> <br /> I start collecting my toiletries just as he bursts into what was once "our" bedroom. <br /> "Samantha, where are you? We need to talk," Adam says as his voice gets closer and closer to the restroom. <br /> "In here," I call with fake cheerfulness just to annoy him. <br /> He pushes open the bathroom door and sighs loudly. His sigh makes me want to roll my eyes, but I refrain. I instead act as if I didn't hear him sigh out in relief at finding me here. He seems genuinely happy to find me at home and not already gone...interesting. <br /> "Sam...what are you doing," Adam asks, and the urge to scoff makes me clear my throat. <br /> I recover from my almost slip well, but my mind explodes as it thinks over Adam's ridiculous question. What does he think I'm doing, knitting? ......Shoot, what does it look like I'm doing? What did he think I would be doing?!?!?!?! Sitting here crying? Making dinner? This man is delusional. I catch him cheating, and his first question to me when he gets home is, "Sam...what are you doing?" This idiot! <br /> "I'm packing. I don't think I will be able to get everything out in one go, but Kelly should have plenty of space to start moving in," I reply calmly instead of voicing my many sarcastic questions. <br /> "Kelly isn't moving into our home. Sam, I broke up with her...I want us to work. I want to be a family," Adam says, and this time, my scoff can't be held back, nor can my rage. <br /> I slowly turn to look at the man I have loved for seven years and stare. I don't hide my hate or distaste for who he has become. I allow all my rage to pass across my features as I look him over from head to toe. <br /> I scoff again but this time louder, as I realize something. He isn't aging well at all. He must be taking after his mother's side because his father is still very handsome. <br /> "I...no longer want us to work, Adam. You have given me every reason in the book to throw in the towel. This marriage is over. Go call Kelly and tell her you made a mistake. My lawyer will be in contact with yours. I'm done," I finally say as a car horn goes off out front. <br /> Adam seems startled either by my words or by the car horn. I don't know which, and I don't honestly care. I return to packing, and he stays quiet as I do. <br /> I move around our master suite, gathering everything I can as fast as I possibly can. I want to get out of here, and I don't want my taxi to leave. When I have finally packed everything of mine that will fit in my large suitcases and toiletry bag, I turn back towards Adam, who is starting to look green. <br /> As I make my way to the front door, Adam follows closely behind me. A sliver of fear runs down my spine at just how close he is, but I push it away. Adam has never been a violent man. He has only used his words to hurt me, and just because he is a fat piece of swine, I don't believe him to be a woman beater. Plus, once I get the door open, the taxi driver will be witness to anything Adam might do. And one thing Adam is strict about is his image. <br /> "Samantha, are you really pregnant," Adam asks lowly, and the doubt in his voice slaps me in the face. <br /> "Yes, Adam, I am pregnant. I am two weeks late, and according to an at-home pregnancy test, we are expecting. Congrats," I practically snarl as I pass my bags to an annoyed-looking cab driver. <br /> The driver tosses my bags into the car trunk, and I hold up a finger to signal I need another minute. I walk past Adam and make my way back to the bedroom. Adam follows behind me like a puppy, and my emotions heighten. <br /> My anger is growing with each passing second, and as my anger grows, my mind gets to thinking. Questions begin to bubble within me, and my mouth can't stop itself from asking. <br /> "Why did you break up with Kelly, Adam? Why did you come home and say you want us to work? Is it because of the baby...Is it because you realized how much you really do love me...or is it because I reminded you about the prenup. Is it because I will own 50% of your father's company," I ask as I snatch my toiletry bag and face him head-on. <br /> His blue eyes widen with shock before they fill with shame, and I am given my answer. No words need be spoken; I can read his reaction like a book. He is here to save face. He wants to be the one to divorce me. He wants to keep his family's good name from being dragged through the mud. Yeah, I might have made him drool earlier today, but that isn't as important as keeping his image up. <br /> "Don't answer, Adam. Your reaction was answer enough. Enjoy explaining why I am divorcing you to your father. I hope he blackens both your eyes," I snap before moving past him and back out of our home. <br /> This time he doesn't follow me, and it doesn't hurt. <br /> *** <br /> "Samantha, Mr. Polk, and his mother are demanding to have DNA results provided before the divorce is finalized. I am fighting the demand, but the judge is behaving as if he is in favor of their request," Mr. Hedge says as I rub my slight baby bump. <br /> Irritation pulls at my already thin patience, but I try to hide it. Mr. Hedge has worked tirelessly to get my divorce finalized, and he deserves whatever patience I can give him. It isn't his fault Margaret is scrambling to find anything she can to prove I shouldn't receive what I was promised in the prenup. <br /> "Mr. Hedge, every shred of privacy I had before this divorce began has been erased. Margaret Polk and Adam Polk have tried everything they can to prove I also had an affair. And everything they have demanded access to has shown I was nothing but faithful to Adam. This divorce can not be postponed again. I am tired of living in a hotel. If they want a clause added to the divorce, then fine. I have no doubts as to who the father is. If they want a stipulation placed on what I receive, fine. I want this over," I finally reply, and Mr. Hedge looks taken aback by my compliance. <br /> "Okay, well, they should accept that. And I truly understand that you need this matter closed, Samantha. I am doing everything I can," Mr. Hedge says, and I sigh as I stand up. <br /> "I'm sorry, Harry. I know you are. I really do," I say while reaching my hand out for his. <br /> We shake hands, and he gives me a small smile before I head down to the lobby. I hate taking out my irritation on innocent bystanders, and Mr. Hedge is innocent. He doesn't deserve my hormone-fueled expectations or my annoyance with the Polks being directed at him. It's only been five weeks, and he has accomplished so much. <br /> When we first began this process, Adam was adamant about trying to save the marriage. But as soon as Margaret got involved, she shut that down. She hired a separate attorney to represent Adam and a private detective to search through the ashes of my life. I've been ordered to hand over access to all my social media accounts and my phone records. But since there was nothing to find, and I had nothing to hide, and I handed them over without a fight. Margaret even had someone go through my search history on my home computer. But that produced absolutely nothing. <br /> I sigh as I reach the exit. I just want this over. I want to begin my life. I have to figure out a plan, and my time to do so is slowly ticking away. With each passing week, my baby bump grows, and my stress increases with it. I need to find a place, but the housing market here has zero inventory. <br /> It's done. I'm free. Finally! I sigh as I stand to my feet. Happiness is pulsing, ready to erupt right under my skin, but I contain it. I need to remain dignified since the enemy hasn't left the courtroom. <br /> I straighten my pencil skirt and push a stray curl behind my ear. I offer Mr. Hedge my hand, and I give him a big smile. <br /> "We did it, sir," I say, and he returns my smile and handshake before refocusing on gathering his notes. <br /> "We sure did. It wasn't easy, but we did it. You have officially divorced Mr. Polk and are once again a free woman. If there is...Oh yes, umm, Ms. Layne, tomorrow, could you stop by my office around 3 pm. A few days ago, I was contacted over a separate matter that I need to discuss with you," Mr.Hedge says as if he just remembered the separate thing we needed to discuss. <br /> He packs up the few documents left on the table, and my brain panics as I try to piece together what he could be talking about.	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1,455,428	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	408146182157510	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I announced while looking at my husband and his mistress.<br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> “I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally said something in a cold voice.<br /> “Tomorrow, I will send you the divorce paper.” <br /> ————————<br /> There's no way...Absolutely no way. We always use protection, and I'm on the pill. How can there be two lines? Two! How can I be two weeks late? <br /> I drop the disgusting pee stick into the sink before staring at myself in the mirror. <br /> What am I going to say to Adam? We aren't ready for a baby. Our marriage is so rocky right now, and his parents aren't supportive at all. <br /> I need to talk to him now.<br /> I push the plastics lid down on the Tupperware and place it in the insulated bag. I can't remember the last time I made Adam lunch and took it to the job site, but it's time I did. We need a good icebreaker, and my homemade spinach pasta has never let me down before. <br /> I smile to myself as I load the sides in the bag. I made all his favorites and even wrote him a long letter just in case he is too busy to speak with me when I drop by. I've really missed doing sweet things like this for him. <br /> I smile at my appearance. It's been a while since I tried to look good, and I think I forgot how nice I can look. In school, I was popular solely because of my looks, and it is the thing that definitely caught Adam's attention. <br /> I know that because I didn't have anything else going for me. I was an orphaned ward of the state, wearing hand-me-downs and holey shoes. But my bad style and poor background didn't matter to Adam, who comes from a very wealthy family, no he was happy to have me. I was the girl every guy had asked out but who had turned every one of them down. I was the unattainable Samantha Layne, the clean-faced angel, according to some. And Adam Polk was the guy who got me. The only guy I wanted. <br /> I smile as I grab his lunch and head for my little red Toyota Adam got me when he was promoted. <br /> This is it. I'm going to tell my husband we are expecting. I am going to go back to caring about the little things. That way coming home will be a joyous event for him and not a chore. <br /> I chuckle to myself as I open my car door and head for the trailer. Just the thought of how happy his mother would be is encouraging. I open the mobile trailer's door with a satisfied smile, and one thought running through my mind, "sorry Margaret, but you won't be proved right anytime soon." <br /> My happiness and self-confidence instantly fade as my eyes take in Adam groping and touching a skinny brunette. His hands are traveling her body as if they have never felt a woman before, and his tongue has to be licking her tonsils. <br /> "Adam," I whisper before I can stop myself, and my husband jumps. <br /> He pushes her away and meets my shocked eyes with a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar expression. <br /> "Samantha," he whispers, and the brunette looks between the two of us with a confused expression. <br /> "Adam...who is she," she asks after a brief moment of us staring at each other. <br /> I turn my gaze towards her now annoyed face. Red hot rage like I have never felt before blooms in my chest as I look her over. She obviously comes from money. She has diamonds in her ears, diamonds on her neck, and diamonds around her wrist. Her dress is exceptionally hot, and it shows off her fake breasts beautifully. Her hair is long, but I can see part of an extension due to my husband's hands running through her hair. She is exactly what my mother-in-law has always wanted for her baby boy—a fake high-class bimbo. Fine...as my heart breaks, my old defenses return. <br /> I turn my gaze back to my husband as I respond. <br /> "I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I answer while stepping towards his desk. <br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> Adam steps towards me, but I hold up my hand. I look into his eyes with the same disdain he gave me last night, and I see him cringe just as I did. I shift my gaze back towards the home wrecker. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> His eyes are trailing over me, and I smirk. Perfect. <br /> "Is that so," I say, and he meets my hard green eyes. <br /> "Sam, please...I can explain," he says, and I throw my head back to laugh. <br /> I make sure to be extra dramatic as I laugh my pain away. I even wipe away a nonexistent tear as I bring my face back down. <br /> "I think I can explain for you," I reply before flipping my hair back to guarantee my breasts are in full view. <br /> "You probably went to your mother after one of our fights...you probably complained about me and your precious all-knowing mother talked down about me. Then a short time after, she introduced you to miss blonde here...You being a good man, fought your attraction to her. But as we fought more and more at home, you decided to jail with working through our marriage. You called up miss mommy approved bimbo and started to get you some on the side...... Well, don't let me ruin your good time Adam.....I just came by to talk about the thing I wanted to discuss last night. You know the thing that made you cuss me out and storm back out of our house. The excuse you used to go get right back in between her legs!..... I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "What," Adam whispers, and I smirk. <br /> "Yup. Well, enjoy your lunch. It's all your favorites. I will be sure to give Kelly the recipes so she can make them for you from now on.....oh, and she can have this too. The diamond is a little small for her taste, judging from the size of the stones already on her," I reply as I slide off the ring I chose. <br /> I place it on top of his lunch bag and give the two of them my best smile. <br /> "Well, continue," I say as I turn to leave. <br /> Adam grabs my arm before I can escape but drops it as soon as I look at him. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Doesn't matter how," I growl, and he frowns before Kelly's squeaky voice erupts from behind me, cutting into our discussion as if it belongs there. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> He turns towards her to say something, but before he can, I respond to little miss deluded. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally smirk before delivering the final blow. <br /> "And don't worry, Adam. I remember every word of the prenup your mother made me sign. The baby is definitely yours. DNA will have no problem proving it, and since you were the one caught sleeping around, I get everything. Including fifty percent of this company when your father hands it over. I guess mommy dearest forgot that part when she introduced you to Ms. O'Niel," I explain snarkily. <br /> When I go to leave this time, he lets me, and the last little piece of my heart shatters. The crew, who looked shocked to see me avoid my eyes as I head to my car. I guess I assumed wrong when I pulled up. They weren't shocked to see me here. They were wide-eyed because they knew what scene I was about to walk in on. <br /> I get into my car and slam the door. As I start it, I look back toward the trailer to see Adam watching me. As a final parting gift, I flip him off. I put my car in reverse and punch the gas. Gravel flies as I flee the scene of soul-shattering destruction. <br /> Goodbye, Adam Polk.<br /> <br /> I start collecting my toiletries just as he bursts into what was once "our" bedroom. <br /> "Samantha, where are you? We need to talk," Adam says as his voice gets closer and closer to the restroom. <br /> "In here," I call with fake cheerfulness just to annoy him. <br /> He pushes open the bathroom door and sighs loudly. His sigh makes me want to roll my eyes, but I refrain. I instead act as if I didn't hear him sigh out in relief at finding me here. He seems genuinely happy to find me at home and not already gone...interesting. <br /> "Sam...what are you doing," Adam asks, and the urge to scoff makes me clear my throat. <br /> I recover from my almost slip well, but my mind explodes as it thinks over Adam's ridiculous question. What does he think I'm doing, knitting? ......Shoot, what does it look like I'm doing? What did he think I would be doing?!?!?!?! Sitting here crying? Making dinner? This man is delusional. I catch him cheating, and his first question to me when he gets home is, "Sam...what are you doing?" This idiot! <br /> "I'm packing. I don't think I will be able to get everything out in one go, but Kelly should have plenty of space to start moving in," I reply calmly instead of voicing my many sarcastic questions. <br /> "Kelly isn't moving into our home. Sam, I broke up with her...I want us to work. I want to be a family," Adam says, and this time, my scoff can't be held back, nor can my rage. <br /> I slowly turn to look at the man I have loved for seven years and stare. I don't hide my hate or distaste for who he has become. I allow all my rage to pass across my features as I look him over from head to toe. <br /> I scoff again but this time louder, as I realize something. He isn't aging well at all. He must be taking after his mother's side because his father is still very handsome. <br /> "I...no longer want us to work, Adam. You have given me every reason in the book to throw in the towel. This marriage is over. Go call Kelly and tell her you made a mistake. My lawyer will be in contact with yours. I'm done," I finally say as a car horn goes off out front. <br /> Adam seems startled either by my words or by the car horn. I don't know which, and I don't honestly care. I return to packing, and he stays quiet as I do. <br /> I move around our master suite, gathering everything I can as fast as I possibly can. I want to get out of here, and I don't want my taxi to leave. When I have finally packed everything of mine that will fit in my large suitcases and toiletry bag, I turn back towards Adam, who is starting to look green. <br /> As I make my way to the front door, Adam follows closely behind me. A sliver of fear runs down my spine at just how close he is, but I push it away. Adam has never been a violent man. He has only used his words to hurt me, and just because he is a fat piece of swine, I don't believe him to be a woman beater. Plus, once I get the door open, the taxi driver will be witness to anything Adam might do. And one thing Adam is strict about is his image. <br /> "Samantha, are you really pregnant," Adam asks lowly, and the doubt in his voice slaps me in the face. <br /> "Yes, Adam, I am pregnant. I am two weeks late, and according to an at-home pregnancy test, we are expecting. Congrats," I practically snarl as I pass my bags to an annoyed-looking cab driver. <br /> The driver tosses my bags into the car trunk, and I hold up a finger to signal I need another minute. I walk past Adam and make my way back to the bedroom. Adam follows behind me like a puppy, and my emotions heighten. <br /> My anger is growing with each passing second, and as my anger grows, my mind gets to thinking. Questions begin to bubble within me, and my mouth can't stop itself from asking. <br /> "Why did you break up with Kelly, Adam? Why did you come home and say you want us to work? Is it because of the baby...Is it because you realized how much you really do love me...or is it because I reminded you about the prenup. Is it because I will own 50% of your father's company," I ask as I snatch my toiletry bag and face him head-on. <br /> His blue eyes widen with shock before they fill with shame, and I am given my answer. No words need be spoken; I can read his reaction like a book. He is here to save face. He wants to be the one to divorce me. He wants to keep his family's good name from being dragged through the mud. Yeah, I might have made him drool earlier today, but that isn't as important as keeping his image up. <br /> "Don't answer, Adam. Your reaction was answer enough. Enjoy explaining why I am divorcing you to your father. I hope he blackens both your eyes," I snap before moving past him and back out of our home. <br /> This time he doesn't follow me, and it doesn't hurt. <br /> *** <br /> "Samantha, Mr. Polk, and his mother are demanding to have DNA results provided before the divorce is finalized. I am fighting the demand, but the judge is behaving as if he is in favor of their request," Mr. Hedge says as I rub my slight baby bump. <br /> Irritation pulls at my already thin patience, but I try to hide it. Mr. Hedge has worked tirelessly to get my divorce finalized, and he deserves whatever patience I can give him. It isn't his fault Margaret is scrambling to find anything she can to prove I shouldn't receive what I was promised in the prenup. <br /> "Mr. Hedge, every shred of privacy I had before this divorce began has been erased. Margaret Polk and Adam Polk have tried everything they can to prove I also had an affair. And everything they have demanded access to has shown I was nothing but faithful to Adam. This divorce can not be postponed again. I am tired of living in a hotel. If they want a clause added to the divorce, then fine. I have no doubts as to who the father is. If they want a stipulation placed on what I receive, fine. I want this over," I finally reply, and Mr. Hedge looks taken aback by my compliance. <br /> "Okay, well, they should accept that. And I truly understand that you need this matter closed, Samantha. I am doing everything I can," Mr. Hedge says, and I sigh as I stand up. <br /> "I'm sorry, Harry. I know you are. I really do," I say while reaching my hand out for his. <br /> We shake hands, and he gives me a small smile before I head down to the lobby. I hate taking out my irritation on innocent bystanders, and Mr. Hedge is innocent. He doesn't deserve my hormone-fueled expectations or my annoyance with the Polks being directed at him. It's only been five weeks, and he has accomplished so much. <br /> When we first began this process, Adam was adamant about trying to save the marriage. But as soon as Margaret got involved, she shut that down. She hired a separate attorney to represent Adam and a private detective to search through the ashes of my life. I've been ordered to hand over access to all my social media accounts and my phone records. But since there was nothing to find, and I had nothing to hide, and I handed them over without a fight. Margaret even had someone go through my search history on my home computer. But that produced absolutely nothing. <br /> I sigh as I reach the exit. I just want this over. I want to begin my life. I have to figure out a plan, and my time to do so is slowly ticking away. With each passing week, my baby bump grows, and my stress increases with it. I need to find a place, but the housing market here has zero inventory. <br /> It's done. I'm free. Finally! I sigh as I stand to my feet. Happiness is pulsing, ready to erupt right under my skin, but I contain it. I need to remain dignified since the enemy hasn't left the courtroom. <br /> I straighten my pencil skirt and push a stray curl behind my ear. I offer Mr. Hedge my hand, and I give him a big smile. <br /> "We did it, sir," I say, and he returns my smile and handshake before refocusing on gathering his notes. <br /> "We sure did. It wasn't easy, but we did it. You have officially divorced Mr. Polk and are once again a free woman. If there is...Oh yes, umm, Ms. Layne, tomorrow, could you stop by my office around 3 pm. A few days ago, I was contacted over a separate matter that I need to discuss with you," Mr.Hedge says as if he just remembered the separate thing we needed to discuss. <br /> He packs up the few documents left on the table, and my brain panics as I try to piece together what he could be talking about.	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1,455,487	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	456183176972321	👉👉Here is what you want to see	🔞 🔥He said: It's going to hurt, just tell me if you want me to stop I mean it, okay?😍 🙈 Chapter 1 Accidentally Provoking The Cold And Distant CEO　　 Up in the sky. An aircraft glided over layers of puffy clouds, and soared in the azure sky. In half an hour, Zoe Ball will return to Gallino, the city where she had lived for twenty-two years. She didn't inform anyone about her return. She didn’t want to bother her family to make them rush to pick her up in the middle of the night. What’s more, she wanted to surprise Darius Saunders. Darius was her boyfriend, and tomorrow was his birthday. After staying for five years in love, and three years in a long distance relationship, Zoe counted, their relationship had been on for eight years. Suddenly, the plane jolted violently, followed by an ear piercing explosion. The items on the table scattered and rolled to the floor, making the passengers on board scream out in panic. [What's going on?] [What wrong with the plane?] [Did it hit something?] Not waiting for them to calm down, there were a few more piercing noises that were heard. Several large holes were blown out on the plane, with flames blazing brightly. The wind was blowing in, and the passengers screamed unceasingly. [Oh my God, what's going on?] [Did something happen to the plane?] [OMG, I never want to travel by plane again.] [God bless!] [Daddy, I'm scared.] The entire cabin was in chaos. Paper flew, luggage dumped on the ground, with an endless sound of things falling and people panicking. Zoe was stunned. Was there anything indeed going wrong? She had experienced a lot, but at this time, her heart still swept through a trace of panic. Because she was worried about not seeing Darius. "Passengers on board, please pay attention. Due to external factors, this aircraft is out of control. Please put on your parachute and escape at the designated escape port. This aircraft will crash in ten minutes, so all passengers don’t panic and maintain order…" The captain announced. The in-flight broadcast repeated those words, and Zoe thought that she was really screwed this time. According to the authoritative data, there had only been one air crash in 1.2 million flights, so she never thought that the probability of that would happen on her flight. Many passengers who had unfastened their seat belts rolled from side to side due to the turbulence. Uncontrollable screams rang from them, filling the entire flight. The plane reeled in every direction, and flew chaotically in the air for about two minutes. Some of the passengers even cried out as they couldn't take it anymore! Zoe thought that she couldn't just sit around and do nothing, waiting for herself to di&e. Ordinary passenger aircrafts were not usually equipped with escape tools, but this luxury aircraft Zoe traveled in was different. Before boarding the plane, Zoe had watched the crew practice parachute-donning methods, and the promotional video also introduced it. At this point, she put on the parachute quickly without panic. Then, she walked to the escape port, ready to leap off. The wind howled and her thin body swayed. Zoe had been afraid of heights since her childhood, but at this moment, she knew that if she didn’t jump, she won't have a chance to meet Darius again. Just then, someone pulled her slender wrist, and the shadow of a tall figure covered her. Before Zoe could react, the man's glittering eyes were staring at her. "Sir, what do you want to do?" Zoe asked. Zoe didn't expect to be accosted by a stranger in the nick of time. Although she was naturally beautiful and there were countless men pursuing her, at that critical moment, wasn't it more important to escape? "I need to share a parachute with you." The man's voice sounded dulcet. Zoe had never heard such a unique and handsome voice in her life. Even though she grew up in the upper class, and had met many men with handsome voices, she had heard that kind of chilly, low, and magnetic voice for the first time. 　　 Chapter 2 He Suddenly Kissed Her　　 The man had deep eyes, a tall nose, thin lips, and angular jawline. Apart from his voice, his appearance was eye-catching. Although Zoe grew up elegant and beautiful, her boyfriend, Darius, was also outstandingly handsome. It was the first time she had ever seen such an unparalleled handsomeness in her life. The man's strong aura engulfed her, instantly making the air around thinner. Zoe did not know how to respond at this moment. Sharing a parachute with him was certainly playing a joke on life! But without waiting for her to refuse, the man had already leaned over, and his voice carried a compelling magnetism. "Excuse me," he said. Before she could react, the man had already unbuckled her seat belt and put the parachute on himself. Who did he think he was? Did he think he could do whatever he wanted just because he's good-looking? Every seat was equipped with a parachute, so why did he have to use hers? "Sir..." Zoe muttered. Just as Zoe was about to argue with him, the man suddenly kissed her on her lips, and his tall figure pressed her to the hatch in a rapt kiss. After eight years with Darius, Zoe had yet to give him her first kiss. But the man in front of her, whom she had met the first time, had inexplicably snatched it in advance. The alluring scent of his body oozed. It was fresh, light, reminiscent of the freezing breeze in winter. Despite stinging cold, it had a refreshing effect on the brain. Zoe was stunned for a while before she realized that he was kissing her. Even if he was outstanding, he couldn't do such a thing to her in a public place! Zoe was furious and was about to raise her hand and slap him on his face, when several tall men approached. They were sweeping around a few times and discussing in a low voice… [He's not here.] [Without a parachute, he must not dare to jump off rashly, not to mention that he is seriously injured.] [He must be hiding in the crowd, let's keep looking!] Seeing them search for a while and leaving in a rage, Zoe felt a little panic. Obviously, they were not good people. “Wasn’t it more important to escape and save themselves at that moment?”she thought to herself. At that point, another group of women came over. Each of them were dressed ably and looked strictly meticulous, reminiscent of female secret agents in the movies. Zoe noticed that they put one hand in their clothes and the other hand pressing on the outside. Looking at that posture, she couldn’t help but wonder if there was a gun. Zoe was stunned. Suddenly, they ruthlessly gazed at her, as if they were using a laser, sweeping straight towards her. Zoe was shocked. Damn it, was she being targeted? One of the women glanced at her, then at the back of the man who was kissing her. The woman’s eyes no longer lingered on them as she continued to look for other targets. For them, they were a couple facing the prospect of parting forever, making a final kiss before jumping out of the plane, and were posing no threat to them. The man's back was blocked by the parachute, just enough to conceal his figure. [He should be hiding somewhere else.] [If we miss again this time, the boss will never let us go.] [Looks like we'll have to step up and not let Napoli's people find him first.] [Let's go!] Zoe listened to their conversation and couldn't help but think that the passengers on the plane were too weird. The group of mafia-like men were looking for someone. Those "female agents" were also looking for something, and that indiscriminate man in front of her was taking advantage of her. Damn it! To think that the man was still kissing her, Zoe folded her knee and kicked the man hard. 　　 Chapter 3 Parachute Jumping In Each Other's Arms However, as if he had expected what she was going to do, the man reached out and blocked her attack. The man had done too much. Zoe was so angry that she reached out and tried to push him away, not expecting him to hold her hands. He pressed against the hatch with her fingers clasped together in his. Zoe's eyes were full of protest. “Who are you? Get off me! It's about to crash! Do you hear me?” Once again, the man pressed her hard against the hatch and kissed her with more force and passion. One of the "female agents" who had just turned to leave, suddenly stood still and looked back at Zoe. "Boss, what's wrong?" Another agent asked her. "We don't have much time, those Napoli's-like people are close to finding him. We need to get out of here," the other agent added. "What are you looking at?" she asked. Most of the agents followed their boss' gaze which were directed toward Zoe. That was when Zoe realized that those women’s eyes were not on her. Rather, it was more directed at the man who was kissing her. She must have made too many movements and attracted their attention. While all that was going on, their "boss" had already taken out a pistol from her coat, and started pulling the trigger. The man had a sensitive hearing, and just as he heard the sound of the trigger, he threw a guest blanket at them with his backhand. A few of the women’s sights were blocked by the blanket, and by the time they were done setting it aside, the man had already leapt down with Zoe in his arms. He was so fast that they staggered! The parachute blossomed in the air, and they floated in the air at once, pulled away a modest distance from the plane. [Boss, it's him! He got away!] [Shoot him!] The sound of thumping g0n&&fire echoed in the air. The parachute floated farther and farther, so the bullets were useless. The woman called as the boss reluctantly ordered, "After them." Several people quickly put on their parachutes and leaped down. Zoe could not have imagined that she would somehow be involved in that kind of chaos. Who was that man in front of her and why was he being hunted by different gangs? Holding the man's neck in an extremely tight grip, Zoe almost hung her entire body on him. The group of fierce men, and the meticulous "female agents"... Why were they after that man? What exactly was his identity? Zoe understood that she was in big trouble. Just as she wanted to question the man, she saw that his eyes gradually closed, the hand holding her waist weakly loosened, and he passed out. "Hey! Don't sleep… wake up." Zoe said urgently. She was scared to death and hugged him even tighter. They were in the mid-air. Her life would be in danger if she didn’t hold on. "Are you passed out? Our parachute seems broken." Zoe said. Those sho&ts earlier seemed to have broken her parachute. The man was unconscious and couldn't hear her. Zoe looked up and saw a few holes on the parachute as they were rapidly descending. "Oh my God! Oh my God, I'm not going to fall off here, right?” Zoe prayed. Below them was the vast sea. Zoe wished the parachute could hold on a little longer. She did not want to di&e so soon, nor di&e in such a desolate place, and a ridiculous way. That was not what she wanted. However, the parachute was sparsely descending at a very fast speed. In her 25 years of life, Zoe had never found herself so unlucky! Everything that happened to her today made everything worse for her. Without much time for her to think, they both fell heavily into the sea with a thud, and made a huge splash. Chapter 4 Saved His Life The seawater was salty, fishy, and bitter. Zoe was caught in a few mouthfuls without any preparation. She quickly floated up and gasped for breath. Luckily, she could swim, otherwise she would have di&ed there! After splashing on the sea surface for a few times, Zoe finally calmed down and looked at the vast sea. A large area of blood had diffused on the sea, as if someone had spilled a red dye, filling the sea with waves of shocking red. What's going on? Where did so much blood come from? Zoe looked around but couldn't find the man. Then she suddenly realized that the group of people earlier said that he was injured. Could that be blood from him? It seemed that he was badly injured. Zoe hesitated whether to save him. He was not an ordinary man, and she didn’t know when that group of people would catch up. If she intervened in that matter, she would certainly get into big trouble ... But if she would not save him, he would definitely sink into the sea and drow%n. Two thoughts were conflicting inside her mind. Zoe had a difficult choice to make. She started to think of her grandfather. Her grandfather had a heart attack when he was walking in the park many years ago, and at that time no one dared to come forward to help him. That incident caused him to miss the best time for treatment. Her grandfather usually went out with entourage, but that day, his entourage were waiting outside the park, no one knew he suddenly collapsed, and it was too late when he was discovered. Zoe thought of that and closed her eyes in pain. She knew that she had to save him! Since it was happening in front of her, she couldn't let him die! Diving into the sea, Zoe quickly found his direction in the water, although she was not a strong swimmer, but the physical training she received as a child allowed her to quickly overcome all difficulties to swim towards him. She struggled to pick him up. Zoe was almost overwhelmed by the heavy man. Finally she used all her strength to drag him onto shore. She did not know where the place was, but from the fishing nets hung by the residents, it should be a fishing village. The chimneys of every household were emitting white gas not for away. The smell of rice wafted into her nose, and Zoe's stomach growled spontaneously. She quickly found one of the homes, which was the closest and the fastest to arrive, and she decided to go to that family for help. "I'll be back for you soon." Zoe placed the man on the ground and, regardless of whether he heard her or not, ran alone toward the house and knocked on the door. "Is anyone there, please? I need help! Hello, is anyone there, please open the door." It didn't take long for the small door to creak open, revealing a kind face and a woman slightly taken aback, "You are?" "Hello, the plane I was on crashed and now there is a man who fell into the sea and is badly injured. I need your help, I can't pull him by myself." The woman was slightly surprised, and looked at the figure lying on the shore then shouted into the house, "Honey, come out and help." The fisherman came out with big steps. After hearing what happened, without saying a word, he carried the man back to the house. "Miss, your man is badly wounded, is this a gunshot wound?" The fisherman looked at his wound and judged. Zoe had some resistance inside. He was not her man! In her whole life, she had only one man, that was Darius! But at that point, Zoe didn't expose the truth and cooperatively said, "Yes, we encountered hijackers on the plane just now. Not only did they rob us, but they also fir**ed several shots at him." "What's wrong with the World?" The fisherman slapped his thighs in anger, "Wait a moment, I have good ancestral medicine. No matter how big the wound is, as long as you apply it, it will be fine tomorrow." 　　 Chapter 5 Two People In One Room "It’s amazing." It was the first time Zoe had heard of such a medicine. The woman smiled and said, "His family has been fishing for generations, and last time his arm was even bitten down by a big fish, but after applying it, he is now pretty well." "Okay…." Zoe was a little scared when she heard those words. The woman brought in a basin of water, "You first wash your man's wounds, and later he has to apply medicine." Zoe was helpless. She misunderstood their relationship again. Dropping her gaze to the man, he was sleeping soundly with his arms around her waist, his head resting on her knees as if he were holding a comfortable doll. Why was the man still taking advantage of her at this critical time? Wasn’t he in a coma! How could he do such a shameful thing! Zoe's impression of him was even worse! "Your man seems to really cherish you. Even though he's injured, he won't let go of you. Young people are so good. Our generation would get embarrassed just holding hands..." "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you..." Zoe maintained a composed smile, but in reality she hated the shameless man to the extreme! With everything in chaos, could he just calm down a bit? The woman was about to ridicule the young couple, but when her eyes fell on the man's face, she was stunned, "He…" Seeing the woman's slight surprise, Zoe thought, "Maybe he is a celebrity even if someone in a small fishing village knows him? "Ma'am, you know him?" "He…" the woman pondered for a moment and said, "looks familiar, maybe I have seen him somewhere." Zoe was surprised. Could he be the number one criminal often shown on TV or an escap%ed priso&ner from some prison? Judging from the way he was just chased, he must have offended someone! "Ma'am, please think about it again. Where have you seen him before?" That was a matter of her life's safety! If he was a criminal, she would call the police as soon as possible! Never would she hide a criminal! The woman shook her head. "I can't remember. You should be a city girl as you dress like this, right? With such a beautiful appearance you should be a star couple." "You are flattering.How could a star as dishevelled as us?" Just then, the fisherman fetched the medicine and warmly came to Zoe, "Miss, you put this powder on his wounds, I'll have my wife call you when dinner is ready. Rest here tonight, make yourself at home." "Thank you, it's really troublesome for you." "You are welcome." Seeing them close the door and go out, Zoe then pushed the man away! The shameless bastard! Not to mention he took her first kiss, he's still taking advantage of her! Zoe was furious and punched him in the chest. Seemingly having been hit on a painful spot, the man grunted, and frowned slightly. Zoe wondered if she had hit him in the wound. Seeing black blood spilling out of his suit, Zoe subconsciously took it off for him, not expecting the white shirt inside to be red with blood and a steady stream of blood was constantly pouring out of his chest. He really hurt badly, Zoe thought. Just now soaked in seawater, and now hit by her with a punch, she knew that the wound hurt a lot. Despite her reluctance, Zoe still helped him take off his shirt, not for anything else, but to prevent him from dying there and making things worse. Seeing the bloody wound, Zoe was shocked! She first wiped his body, because his whole body was soaked in seawater after all. She had to do that to apply the medicine to him. After wiping the upper half of his body, a basin of water was already turbid, Zoe dumped the water, went outside to get a new basin of hot water and was about to wipe his lower body. However, she hesitated when her fingers moved to the belt. 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1,455,482	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	444013001374265	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I announced while looking at my husband and his mistress.<br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> “I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally said something in a cold voice.<br /> “Tomorrow, I will send you the divorce paper.” <br /> ————————<br /> There's no way...Absolutely no way. We always use protection, and I'm on the pill. How can there be two lines? Two! How can I be two weeks late? <br /> I drop the disgusting pee stick into the sink before staring at myself in the mirror. <br /> What am I going to say to Adam? We aren't ready for a baby. Our marriage is so rocky right now, and his parents aren't supportive at all. <br /> I need to talk to him now.<br /> I push the plastics lid down on the Tupperware and place it in the insulated bag. I can't remember the last time I made Adam lunch and took it to the job site, but it's time I did. We need a good icebreaker, and my homemade spinach pasta has never let me down before. <br /> I smile to myself as I load the sides in the bag. I made all his favorites and even wrote him a long letter just in case he is too busy to speak with me when I drop by. I've really missed doing sweet things like this for him. <br /> I smile at my appearance. It's been a while since I tried to look good, and I think I forgot how nice I can look. In school, I was popular solely because of my looks, and it is the thing that definitely caught Adam's attention. <br /> I know that because I didn't have anything else going for me. I was an orphaned ward of the state, wearing hand-me-downs and holey shoes. But my bad style and poor background didn't matter to Adam, who comes from a very wealthy family, no he was happy to have me. I was the girl every guy had asked out but who had turned every one of them down. I was the unattainable Samantha Layne, the clean-faced angel, according to some. And Adam Polk was the guy who got me. The only guy I wanted. <br /> I smile as I grab his lunch and head for my little red Toyota Adam got me when he was promoted. <br /> This is it. I'm going to tell my husband we are expecting. I am going to go back to caring about the little things. That way coming home will be a joyous event for him and not a chore. <br /> I chuckle to myself as I open my car door and head for the trailer. Just the thought of how happy his mother would be is encouraging. I open the mobile trailer's door with a satisfied smile, and one thought running through my mind, "sorry Margaret, but you won't be proved right anytime soon." <br /> My happiness and self-confidence instantly fade as my eyes take in Adam groping and touching a skinny brunette. His hands are traveling her body as if they have never felt a woman before, and his tongue has to be licking her tonsils. <br /> "Adam," I whisper before I can stop myself, and my husband jumps. <br /> He pushes her away and meets my shocked eyes with a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar expression. <br /> "Samantha," he whispers, and the brunette looks between the two of us with a confused expression. <br /> "Adam...who is she," she asks after a brief moment of us staring at each other. <br /> I turn my gaze towards her now annoyed face. Red hot rage like I have never felt before blooms in my chest as I look her over. She obviously comes from money. She has diamonds in her ears, diamonds on her neck, and diamonds around her wrist. Her dress is exceptionally hot, and it shows off her fake breasts beautifully. Her hair is long, but I can see part of an extension due to my husband's hands running through her hair. She is exactly what my mother-in-law has always wanted for her baby boy—a fake high-class bimbo. Fine...as my heart breaks, my old defenses return. <br /> I turn my gaze back to my husband as I respond. <br /> "I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I answer while stepping towards his desk. <br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> Adam steps towards me, but I hold up my hand. I look into his eyes with the same disdain he gave me last night, and I see him cringe just as I did. I shift my gaze back towards the home wrecker. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> His eyes are trailing over me, and I smirk. Perfect. <br /> "Is that so," I say, and he meets my hard green eyes. <br /> "Sam, please...I can explain," he says, and I throw my head back to laugh. <br /> I make sure to be extra dramatic as I laugh my pain away. I even wipe away a nonexistent tear as I bring my face back down. <br /> "I think I can explain for you," I reply before flipping my hair back to guarantee my breasts are in full view. <br /> "You probably went to your mother after one of our fights...you probably complained about me and your precious all-knowing mother talked down about me. Then a short time after, she introduced you to miss blonde here...You being a good man, fought your attraction to her. But as we fought more and more at home, you decided to jail with working through our marriage. You called up miss mommy approved bimbo and started to get you some on the side...... Well, don't let me ruin your good time Adam.....I just came by to talk about the thing I wanted to discuss last night. You know the thing that made you cuss me out and storm back out of our house. The excuse you used to go get right back in between her legs!..... I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "What," Adam whispers, and I smirk. <br /> "Yup. Well, enjoy your lunch. It's all your favorites. I will be sure to give Kelly the recipes so she can make them for you from now on.....oh, and she can have this too. The diamond is a little small for her taste, judging from the size of the stones already on her," I reply as I slide off the ring I chose. <br /> I place it on top of his lunch bag and give the two of them my best smile. <br /> "Well, continue," I say as I turn to leave. <br /> Adam grabs my arm before I can escape but drops it as soon as I look at him. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Doesn't matter how," I growl, and he frowns before Kelly's squeaky voice erupts from behind me, cutting into our discussion as if it belongs there. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> He turns towards her to say something, but before he can, I respond to little miss deluded. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally smirk before delivering the final blow. <br /> "And don't worry, Adam. I remember every word of the prenup your mother made me sign. The baby is definitely yours. DNA will have no problem proving it, and since you were the one caught sleeping around, I get everything. Including fifty percent of this company when your father hands it over. I guess mommy dearest forgot that part when she introduced you to Ms. O'Niel," I explain snarkily. <br /> When I go to leave this time, he lets me, and the last little piece of my heart shatters. The crew, who looked shocked to see me avoid my eyes as I head to my car. I guess I assumed wrong when I pulled up. They weren't shocked to see me here. They were wide-eyed because they knew what scene I was about to walk in on. <br /> I get into my car and slam the door. As I start it, I look back toward the trailer to see Adam watching me. As a final parting gift, I flip him off. I put my car in reverse and punch the gas. Gravel flies as I flee the scene of soul-shattering destruction. <br /> Goodbye, Adam Polk.<br /> <br /> I start collecting my toiletries just as he bursts into what was once "our" bedroom. <br /> "Samantha, where are you? We need to talk," Adam says as his voice gets closer and closer to the restroom. <br /> "In here," I call with fake cheerfulness just to annoy him. <br /> He pushes open the bathroom door and sighs loudly. His sigh makes me want to roll my eyes, but I refrain. I instead act as if I didn't hear him sigh out in relief at finding me here. He seems genuinely happy to find me at home and not already gone...interesting. <br /> "Sam...what are you doing," Adam asks, and the urge to scoff makes me clear my throat. <br /> I recover from my almost slip well, but my mind explodes as it thinks over Adam's ridiculous question. What does he think I'm doing, knitting? ......Shoot, what does it look like I'm doing? What did he think I would be doing?!?!?!?! Sitting here crying? Making dinner? This man is delusional. I catch him cheating, and his first question to me when he gets home is, "Sam...what are you doing?" This idiot! <br /> "I'm packing. I don't think I will be able to get everything out in one go, but Kelly should have plenty of space to start moving in," I reply calmly instead of voicing my many sarcastic questions. <br /> "Kelly isn't moving into our home. Sam, I broke up with her...I want us to work. I want to be a family," Adam says, and this time, my scoff can't be held back, nor can my rage. <br /> I slowly turn to look at the man I have loved for seven years and stare. I don't hide my hate or distaste for who he has become. I allow all my rage to pass across my features as I look him over from head to toe. <br /> I scoff again but this time louder, as I realize something. He isn't aging well at all. He must be taking after his mother's side because his father is still very handsome. <br /> "I...no longer want us to work, Adam. You have given me every reason in the book to throw in the towel. This marriage is over. Go call Kelly and tell her you made a mistake. My lawyer will be in contact with yours. I'm done," I finally say as a car horn goes off out front. <br /> Adam seems startled either by my words or by the car horn. I don't know which, and I don't honestly care. I return to packing, and he stays quiet as I do. <br /> I move around our master suite, gathering everything I can as fast as I possibly can. I want to get out of here, and I don't want my taxi to leave. When I have finally packed everything of mine that will fit in my large suitcases and toiletry bag, I turn back towards Adam, who is starting to look green. <br /> As I make my way to the front door, Adam follows closely behind me. A sliver of fear runs down my spine at just how close he is, but I push it away. Adam has never been a violent man. He has only used his words to hurt me, and just because he is a fat piece of swine, I don't believe him to be a woman beater. Plus, once I get the door open, the taxi driver will be witness to anything Adam might do. And one thing Adam is strict about is his image. <br /> "Samantha, are you really pregnant," Adam asks lowly, and the doubt in his voice slaps me in the face. <br /> "Yes, Adam, I am pregnant. I am two weeks late, and according to an at-home pregnancy test, we are expecting. Congrats," I practically snarl as I pass my bags to an annoyed-looking cab driver. <br /> The driver tosses my bags into the car trunk, and I hold up a finger to signal I need another minute. I walk past Adam and make my way back to the bedroom. Adam follows behind me like a puppy, and my emotions heighten. <br /> My anger is growing with each passing second, and as my anger grows, my mind gets to thinking. Questions begin to bubble within me, and my mouth can't stop itself from asking. <br /> "Why did you break up with Kelly, Adam? Why did you come home and say you want us to work? Is it because of the baby...Is it because you realized how much you really do love me...or is it because I reminded you about the prenup. Is it because I will own 50% of your father's company," I ask as I snatch my toiletry bag and face him head-on. <br /> His blue eyes widen with shock before they fill with shame, and I am given my answer. No words need be spoken; I can read his reaction like a book. He is here to save face. He wants to be the one to divorce me. He wants to keep his family's good name from being dragged through the mud. Yeah, I might have made him drool earlier today, but that isn't as important as keeping his image up. <br /> "Don't answer, Adam. Your reaction was answer enough. Enjoy explaining why I am divorcing you to your father. I hope he blackens both your eyes," I snap before moving past him and back out of our home. <br /> This time he doesn't follow me, and it doesn't hurt. <br /> *** <br /> "Samantha, Mr. Polk, and his mother are demanding to have DNA results provided before the divorce is finalized. I am fighting the demand, but the judge is behaving as if he is in favor of their request," Mr. Hedge says as I rub my slight baby bump. <br /> Irritation pulls at my already thin patience, but I try to hide it. Mr. Hedge has worked tirelessly to get my divorce finalized, and he deserves whatever patience I can give him. It isn't his fault Margaret is scrambling to find anything she can to prove I shouldn't receive what I was promised in the prenup. <br /> "Mr. Hedge, every shred of privacy I had before this divorce began has been erased. Margaret Polk and Adam Polk have tried everything they can to prove I also had an affair. And everything they have demanded access to has shown I was nothing but faithful to Adam. This divorce can not be postponed again. I am tired of living in a hotel. If they want a clause added to the divorce, then fine. I have no doubts as to who the father is. If they want a stipulation placed on what I receive, fine. I want this over," I finally reply, and Mr. Hedge looks taken aback by my compliance. <br /> "Okay, well, they should accept that. And I truly understand that you need this matter closed, Samantha. I am doing everything I can," Mr. Hedge says, and I sigh as I stand up. <br /> "I'm sorry, Harry. I know you are. I really do," I say while reaching my hand out for his. <br /> We shake hands, and he gives me a small smile before I head down to the lobby. I hate taking out my irritation on innocent bystanders, and Mr. Hedge is innocent. He doesn't deserve my hormone-fueled expectations or my annoyance with the Polks being directed at him. It's only been five weeks, and he has accomplished so much. <br /> When we first began this process, Adam was adamant about trying to save the marriage. But as soon as Margaret got involved, she shut that down. She hired a separate attorney to represent Adam and a private detective to search through the ashes of my life. I've been ordered to hand over access to all my social media accounts and my phone records. But since there was nothing to find, and I had nothing to hide, and I handed them over without a fight. Margaret even had someone go through my search history on my home computer. But that produced absolutely nothing. <br /> I sigh as I reach the exit. I just want this over. I want to begin my life. I have to figure out a plan, and my time to do so is slowly ticking away. With each passing week, my baby bump grows, and my stress increases with it. I need to find a place, but the housing market here has zero inventory. <br /> It's done. I'm free. Finally! I sigh as I stand to my feet. Happiness is pulsing, ready to erupt right under my skin, but I contain it. I need to remain dignified since the enemy hasn't left the courtroom. <br /> I straighten my pencil skirt and push a stray curl behind my ear. I offer Mr. Hedge my hand, and I give him a big smile. <br /> "We did it, sir," I say, and he returns my smile and handshake before refocusing on gathering his notes. <br /> "We sure did. It wasn't easy, but we did it. You have officially divorced Mr. Polk and are once again a free woman. If there is...Oh yes, umm, Ms. Layne, tomorrow, could you stop by my office around 3 pm. A few days ago, I was contacted over a separate matter that I need to discuss with you," Mr.Hedge says as if he just remembered the separate thing we needed to discuss. <br /> He packs up the few documents left on the table, and my brain panics as I try to piece together what he could be talking about.	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1,455,572	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	761512456073534	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I announced while looking at my husband and his mistress.<br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> “I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally said something in a cold voice.<br /> “Tomorrow, I will send you the divorce paper.” <br /> ————————<br /> There's no way...Absolutely no way. We always use protection, and I'm on the pill. How can there be two lines? Two! How can I be two weeks late? <br /> I drop the disgusting pee stick into the sink before staring at myself in the mirror. <br /> What am I going to say to Adam? We aren't ready for a baby. Our marriage is so rocky right now, and his parents aren't supportive at all. <br /> I need to talk to him now.<br /> I push the plastics lid down on the Tupperware and place it in the insulated bag. I can't remember the last time I made Adam lunch and took it to the job site, but it's time I did. We need a good icebreaker, and my homemade spinach pasta has never let me down before. <br /> I smile to myself as I load the sides in the bag. I made all his favorites and even wrote him a long letter just in case he is too busy to speak with me when I drop by. I've really missed doing sweet things like this for him. <br /> I smile at my appearance. It's been a while since I tried to look good, and I think I forgot how nice I can look. In school, I was popular solely because of my looks, and it is the thing that definitely caught Adam's attention. <br /> I know that because I didn't have anything else going for me. I was an orphaned ward of the state, wearing hand-me-downs and holey shoes. But my bad style and poor background didn't matter to Adam, who comes from a very wealthy family, no he was happy to have me. I was the girl every guy had asked out but who had turned every one of them down. I was the unattainable Samantha Layne, the clean-faced angel, according to some. And Adam Polk was the guy who got me. The only guy I wanted. <br /> I smile as I grab his lunch and head for my little red Toyota Adam got me when he was promoted. <br /> This is it. I'm going to tell my husband we are expecting. I am going to go back to caring about the little things. That way coming home will be a joyous event for him and not a chore. <br /> I chuckle to myself as I open my car door and head for the trailer. Just the thought of how happy his mother would be is encouraging. I open the mobile trailer's door with a satisfied smile, and one thought running through my mind, "sorry Margaret, but you won't be proved right anytime soon." <br /> My happiness and self-confidence instantly fade as my eyes take in Adam groping and touching a skinny brunette. His hands are traveling her body as if they have never felt a woman before, and his tongue has to be licking her tonsils. <br /> "Adam," I whisper before I can stop myself, and my husband jumps. <br /> He pushes her away and meets my shocked eyes with a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar expression. <br /> "Samantha," he whispers, and the brunette looks between the two of us with a confused expression. <br /> "Adam...who is she," she asks after a brief moment of us staring at each other. <br /> I turn my gaze towards her now annoyed face. Red hot rage like I have never felt before blooms in my chest as I look her over. She obviously comes from money. She has diamonds in her ears, diamonds on her neck, and diamonds around her wrist. Her dress is exceptionally hot, and it shows off her fake breasts beautifully. Her hair is long, but I can see part of an extension due to my husband's hands running through her hair. She is exactly what my mother-in-law has always wanted for her baby boy—a fake high-class bimbo. Fine...as my heart breaks, my old defenses return. <br /> I turn my gaze back to my husband as I respond. <br /> "I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I answer while stepping towards his desk. <br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> Adam steps towards me, but I hold up my hand. I look into his eyes with the same disdain he gave me last night, and I see him cringe just as I did. I shift my gaze back towards the home wrecker. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> His eyes are trailing over me, and I smirk. Perfect. <br /> "Is that so," I say, and he meets my hard green eyes. <br /> "Sam, please...I can explain," he says, and I throw my head back to laugh. <br /> I make sure to be extra dramatic as I laugh my pain away. I even wipe away a nonexistent tear as I bring my face back down. <br /> "I think I can explain for you," I reply before flipping my hair back to guarantee my breasts are in full view. <br /> "You probably went to your mother after one of our fights...you probably complained about me and your precious all-knowing mother talked down about me. Then a short time after, she introduced you to miss blonde here...You being a good man, fought your attraction to her. But as we fought more and more at home, you decided to jail with working through our marriage. You called up miss mommy approved bimbo and started to get you some on the side...... Well, don't let me ruin your good time Adam.....I just came by to talk about the thing I wanted to discuss last night. You know the thing that made you cuss me out and storm back out of our house. The excuse you used to go get right back in between her legs!..... I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "What," Adam whispers, and I smirk. <br /> "Yup. Well, enjoy your lunch. It's all your favorites. I will be sure to give Kelly the recipes so she can make them for you from now on.....oh, and she can have this too. The diamond is a little small for her taste, judging from the size of the stones already on her," I reply as I slide off the ring I chose. <br /> I place it on top of his lunch bag and give the two of them my best smile. <br /> "Well, continue," I say as I turn to leave. <br /> Adam grabs my arm before I can escape but drops it as soon as I look at him. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Doesn't matter how," I growl, and he frowns before Kelly's squeaky voice erupts from behind me, cutting into our discussion as if it belongs there. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> He turns towards her to say something, but before he can, I respond to little miss deluded. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally smirk before delivering the final blow. <br /> "And don't worry, Adam. I remember every word of the prenup your mother made me sign. The baby is definitely yours. DNA will have no problem proving it, and since you were the one caught sleeping around, I get everything. Including fifty percent of this company when your father hands it over. I guess mommy dearest forgot that part when she introduced you to Ms. O'Niel," I explain snarkily. <br /> When I go to leave this time, he lets me, and the last little piece of my heart shatters. The crew, who looked shocked to see me avoid my eyes as I head to my car. I guess I assumed wrong when I pulled up. They weren't shocked to see me here. They were wide-eyed because they knew what scene I was about to walk in on. <br /> I get into my car and slam the door. As I start it, I look back toward the trailer to see Adam watching me. As a final parting gift, I flip him off. I put my car in reverse and punch the gas. Gravel flies as I flee the scene of soul-shattering destruction. <br /> Goodbye, Adam Polk.<br /> <br /> I start collecting my toiletries just as he bursts into what was once "our" bedroom. <br /> "Samantha, where are you? We need to talk," Adam says as his voice gets closer and closer to the restroom. <br /> "In here," I call with fake cheerfulness just to annoy him. <br /> He pushes open the bathroom door and sighs loudly. His sigh makes me want to roll my eyes, but I refrain. I instead act as if I didn't hear him sigh out in relief at finding me here. He seems genuinely happy to find me at home and not already gone...interesting. <br /> "Sam...what are you doing," Adam asks, and the urge to scoff makes me clear my throat. <br /> I recover from my almost slip well, but my mind explodes as it thinks over Adam's ridiculous question. What does he think I'm doing, knitting? ......Shoot, what does it look like I'm doing? What did he think I would be doing?!?!?!?! Sitting here crying? Making dinner? This man is delusional. I catch him cheating, and his first question to me when he gets home is, "Sam...what are you doing?" This idiot! <br /> "I'm packing. I don't think I will be able to get everything out in one go, but Kelly should have plenty of space to start moving in," I reply calmly instead of voicing my many sarcastic questions. <br /> "Kelly isn't moving into our home. Sam, I broke up with her...I want us to work. I want to be a family," Adam says, and this time, my scoff can't be held back, nor can my rage. <br /> I slowly turn to look at the man I have loved for seven years and stare. I don't hide my hate or distaste for who he has become. I allow all my rage to pass across my features as I look him over from head to toe. <br /> I scoff again but this time louder, as I realize something. He isn't aging well at all. He must be taking after his mother's side because his father is still very handsome. <br /> "I...no longer want us to work, Adam. You have given me every reason in the book to throw in the towel. This marriage is over. Go call Kelly and tell her you made a mistake. My lawyer will be in contact with yours. I'm done," I finally say as a car horn goes off out front. <br /> Adam seems startled either by my words or by the car horn. I don't know which, and I don't honestly care. I return to packing, and he stays quiet as I do. <br /> I move around our master suite, gathering everything I can as fast as I possibly can. I want to get out of here, and I don't want my taxi to leave. When I have finally packed everything of mine that will fit in my large suitcases and toiletry bag, I turn back towards Adam, who is starting to look green. <br /> As I make my way to the front door, Adam follows closely behind me. A sliver of fear runs down my spine at just how close he is, but I push it away. Adam has never been a violent man. He has only used his words to hurt me, and just because he is a fat piece of swine, I don't believe him to be a woman beater. Plus, once I get the door open, the taxi driver will be witness to anything Adam might do. And one thing Adam is strict about is his image. <br /> "Samantha, are you really pregnant," Adam asks lowly, and the doubt in his voice slaps me in the face. <br /> "Yes, Adam, I am pregnant. I am two weeks late, and according to an at-home pregnancy test, we are expecting. Congrats," I practically snarl as I pass my bags to an annoyed-looking cab driver. <br /> The driver tosses my bags into the car trunk, and I hold up a finger to signal I need another minute. I walk past Adam and make my way back to the bedroom. Adam follows behind me like a puppy, and my emotions heighten. <br /> My anger is growing with each passing second, and as my anger grows, my mind gets to thinking. Questions begin to bubble within me, and my mouth can't stop itself from asking. <br /> "Why did you break up with Kelly, Adam? Why did you come home and say you want us to work? Is it because of the baby...Is it because you realized how much you really do love me...or is it because I reminded you about the prenup. Is it because I will own 50% of your father's company," I ask as I snatch my toiletry bag and face him head-on. <br /> His blue eyes widen with shock before they fill with shame, and I am given my answer. No words need be spoken; I can read his reaction like a book. He is here to save face. He wants to be the one to divorce me. He wants to keep his family's good name from being dragged through the mud. Yeah, I might have made him drool earlier today, but that isn't as important as keeping his image up. <br /> "Don't answer, Adam. Your reaction was answer enough. Enjoy explaining why I am divorcing you to your father. I hope he blackens both your eyes," I snap before moving past him and back out of our home. <br /> This time he doesn't follow me, and it doesn't hurt. <br /> *** <br /> "Samantha, Mr. Polk, and his mother are demanding to have DNA results provided before the divorce is finalized. I am fighting the demand, but the judge is behaving as if he is in favor of their request," Mr. Hedge says as I rub my slight baby bump. <br /> Irritation pulls at my already thin patience, but I try to hide it. Mr. Hedge has worked tirelessly to get my divorce finalized, and he deserves whatever patience I can give him. It isn't his fault Margaret is scrambling to find anything she can to prove I shouldn't receive what I was promised in the prenup. <br /> "Mr. Hedge, every shred of privacy I had before this divorce began has been erased. Margaret Polk and Adam Polk have tried everything they can to prove I also had an affair. And everything they have demanded access to has shown I was nothing but faithful to Adam. This divorce can not be postponed again. I am tired of living in a hotel. If they want a clause added to the divorce, then fine. I have no doubts as to who the father is. If they want a stipulation placed on what I receive, fine. I want this over," I finally reply, and Mr. Hedge looks taken aback by my compliance. <br /> "Okay, well, they should accept that. And I truly understand that you need this matter closed, Samantha. I am doing everything I can," Mr. Hedge says, and I sigh as I stand up. <br /> "I'm sorry, Harry. I know you are. I really do," I say while reaching my hand out for his. <br /> We shake hands, and he gives me a small smile before I head down to the lobby. I hate taking out my irritation on innocent bystanders, and Mr. Hedge is innocent. He doesn't deserve my hormone-fueled expectations or my annoyance with the Polks being directed at him. It's only been five weeks, and he has accomplished so much. <br /> When we first began this process, Adam was adamant about trying to save the marriage. But as soon as Margaret got involved, she shut that down. She hired a separate attorney to represent Adam and a private detective to search through the ashes of my life. I've been ordered to hand over access to all my social media accounts and my phone records. But since there was nothing to find, and I had nothing to hide, and I handed them over without a fight. Margaret even had someone go through my search history on my home computer. But that produced absolutely nothing. <br /> I sigh as I reach the exit. I just want this over. I want to begin my life. I have to figure out a plan, and my time to do so is slowly ticking away. With each passing week, my baby bump grows, and my stress increases with it. I need to find a place, but the housing market here has zero inventory. <br /> It's done. I'm free. Finally! I sigh as I stand to my feet. Happiness is pulsing, ready to erupt right under my skin, but I contain it. I need to remain dignified since the enemy hasn't left the courtroom. <br /> I straighten my pencil skirt and push a stray curl behind my ear. I offer Mr. Hedge my hand, and I give him a big smile. <br /> "We did it, sir," I say, and he returns my smile and handshake before refocusing on gathering his notes. <br /> "We sure did. It wasn't easy, but we did it. You have officially divorced Mr. Polk and are once again a free woman. If there is...Oh yes, umm, Ms. Layne, tomorrow, could you stop by my office around 3 pm. A few days ago, I was contacted over a separate matter that I need to discuss with you," Mr.Hedge says as if he just remembered the separate thing we needed to discuss. <br /> He packs up the few documents left on the table, and my brain panics as I try to piece together what he could be talking about.	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1,455,582	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	814101093424021	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"You can't divorce me, even if you want to. It's stipulated that you can't do it unless I agree."<br /> "I refuse to be tied for life to a woman like you! I suggest you sign the divorce papers so we can end this charade."<br /> "I won't sign! I won't do it just so you can run to the arms of that woman."<br /> "Then I will make your life a living hell!"<br /> ————————<br /> <br /> Alexander Williams, a multimillionaire tycoon and owner of Williams Construction, took Valentina, a stunningly curvy woman, as his wife. This match was orchestrated by the elder Williams, who tirelessly awaited his son's decision to settle down. Yet, as the playboy heir showed no signs of reformation, his father was left with no choice but to coerce him into the marriage with Valentina.<br /> <br /> The first time she laid eyes on Alexander, her world brightened—it was love at first sight. The exceedingly handsome man, with his brown locks, tall and muscular build, and piercing blue eyes, was the embodiment of her dreams.<br /> <br /> For Alexander, however, Valentina represented the antithesis of his desires. His addiction laid with model-esque figures and golden-haired beauties—these were his weakness, his downfall.<br /> <br /> Valentina was far from appealing in his eyes, her voluptuous body carrying a few extra pounds. It wasn't that she was overweight; her ample chest and rear gave her a larger appearance.<br /> <br /> Marrying Valentina was a bitter pill for Alexander, and their wedding night was nothing short of hellish for her. What she had hoped would be a gentle and romantic initiation turned into a brutal encounter. It was her first time, and he showed not an ounce of mercy.<br /> <br /> Despite Alexander's cold demeanour, Valentina couldn't have been more different: kind, affectionate, attentive, doting, she loved Alexander deeply.<br /> <br /> "Good evening, Mrs. Williams," greeted her husband's assistant.<br /> <br /> "Hello, Kelly. Please, don't announce me."<br /> <br /> "But..."<br /> <br /> "I'm asking you," Valentina pleaded with a pout.<br /> <br /> With a sigh, Kelly relented, nodding.<br /> <br /> For Valentina, tonight felt like a defining moment in her life, a hope that perhaps this news would bring her and her husband closer.<br /> <br /> Upon reaching her husband's office, she was met with raised voices.<br /> <br /> "How much longer?"<br /> <br /> "Lore, please, keep it down. I'll do it tonight, look, I've got the papers," Alexander showed.<br /> <br /> "This better be real, Alexander."<br /> <br /> "I promise, darling. You know you're the only woman that matters to me." Valentina's heart raced, her hands trembling.<br /> <br /> "I love you so much, my love. I can't wait to be your wife, the one waiting for you at home. I promise I'll make you happy and that we’ll have many children," Lore whispered, moving closer and pecking Alexander passionately.<br /> <br /> "You look stunning today," he complimented, with a firm squeeze on her behind.<br /> <br /> "All yours, my love," she gasped under his touch.<br /> <br /> Valentina had to cover her mouth, intending to surprise her husband, yet it was she who was taken aback, her heart shattered. She had never heard her husband say "I love you," compliment her, or invite her to dinner. He had never shown Valentina such affection.<br /> <br /> Hearing that woman moan and her husband's grunts of pleasure was too much. Reeling from the shock, she stepped back as if wishing to fade from existence, to avoid hearing more. As she stumbled back, expecting to fall, strong arms caught her.<br /> <br /> "Are you okay?"<br /> <br /> She shook her head, breaking down in tears. She tried to pull away, make her exit, but he grasped her hand.<br /> <br /> "Don't go! Can I help with anything?"<br /> <br /> She glanced one last time at the office door, and so did the man, understanding a fraction of her plight from the continuing moans.<br /> <br /> "I'm Felipe Gutenberg."<br /> <br /> "Please, take me away from here," Valentina whispered.<br /> <br /> Chivalrously, Felipe took her hand, and they walked toward the exit. The assistant didn't enjoy Valentina's pain but felt it was time she realized her husband's infidelity.<br /> <br /> Once outside the company,<br /> <br /> "Where to?" Felipe asked.<br /> <br /> "I... I just want to cry somewhere."<br /> <br /> "Shall I take you home?"<br /> <br /> "No." Valentina met his gaze, her honey eyes reflecting her sorrow.<br /> <br /> "Alright, I'll take you somewhere else."<br /> <br /> At a bar, Valentina had never touched beverage before. At 23, she always lived healthily and with principles.<br /> <br /> "You should take it slow."<br /> <br /> "I'm just so sad."<br /> <br /> "Don't cry, you're beautiful."<br /> <br /> "Then why doesn't my husband love me?"<br /> <br /> "Because he's an idiot!"<br /> <br /> Valentina fell silent, realizing from her watch that her husband must be home.<br /> <br /> "I suppose he didn't even notice I was gone," she mumbled. "I must go now. It was a pleasure, Mr...."<br /> <br /> "Gutenberg."<br /> <br /> "Right..." Valentina said, standing up.<br /> <br /> "I'll drive you."<br /> <br /> "No, I'm sorry... for wasting your time, goodbye."<br /> <br /> Dizzy after only a few sips due to her unaccustomed drinking, Valentina hailed a taxi, leaving Felipe puzzled and concerned.<br /> <br /> As the taxi drove, she cried once more, even stirring empathy in the driver. Gazing out the window, she reminisced about her wedding, longing for a hint of a smile from her husband, who was colder than ice.<br /> <br /> Upon arriving at the Williams mansion, she paid the taxi and with a heavy heart looked up at her home. With a bitter smile, she entered the mansion.<br /> <br /> Unexpectedly, Alexander was waiting, pacing anxiously in the main lounge.<br /> <br /> "Where have you been, Valentina?"<br /> <br /> "Hello, dear husband," she greeted him with a sad smile, her eyes brimming with tears.<br /> <br /> She continued towards her room.<br /> <br /> "Valentina, we need to talk!" Alexander shouted, surprised to see her cry—a rare sight indeed.<br /> <br /> Turning to face him, the spirits had its mild effect.<br /> <br /> "What's gotten into you?" Alexander demanded, incensed by Valentina's strange behaviour.<br /> <br /> "Dear husband, your eagerness for my return home isn't borne out of concern or love, or a desire to see me. It isn't due to appreciation for my care. Rather, you've come determined to ask for a divorce... Isn't that right?"<br /> -<br /> Alexander made a gesture of distaste.<br /> <br /> "You apparently want it too," he said.<br /> <br /> "Me?" Valentina frowned, tears streaming down her cheek, "What I want most is to have your love, but you... you're already looking to divorce me to rush into the arms of your lover."<br /> <br /> "Great! I'm glad you know. It saves us from having a silly conversation."<br /> <br /> "Silly? You're heartless! Didn't you come to appreciate me at all?" Valentina felt as if a knife was plunging through her heart.<br /> <br /> "I never felt anything for you; you're not my type. You're too intense. I married out of obligation for an heir; you couldn't even give me a child."<br /> <br /> "You only touched me once !" she screamed with all her might, leaving Alexander dumbfounded. "It was my first time, and you were a brute! Is that how you wanted me to have your child?"<br /> <br /> "What you won't do to me, you do to your mistress. I wish you had once made me moan the way you did to her just hours ago in your office. I wish I had ever heard you gasp with pleasure, but no, you despise me! And I... I was also forced to marry you."<br /> <br /> Alexander Williams is stunned.<br /> <br /> "You want to divorce me to run to the arms of that woman, she loves you and you love her, while I... I... Alexander, didn't you feel any remorse? I'm the one who takes care of your things, your diet, I live more for you than for myself, and you don't love me?"<br /> <br /> "I could never love a woman like you! I can't tell you how much I long to divorce you and give Lore the place she deserves. I loved Lore long before I met you, but my father forced me to marry you, a woman I only despise, because Lore was supposed to be my one and only wife. You ruined everything!"<br /> <br /> Valentina felt the knife pierce her heart again with that confession.<br /> <br /> "You can't divorce me, even if you want to. It's stipulated that you can't do it unless I agree."<br /> <br /> "I refuse to be tied for life to a woman like you! I suggest you sign the divorce papers so we can end this charade."<br /> <br /> "I won't sign! I won't do it just so you can run to the arms of that woman."<br /> <br /> "Then I will make your life a living blaze!"<br /> <br /> "You always have!" she cried out in agony.<br /> <br /> "Then give me divorce!"<br /> <br /> Valentina begins to cry, and all she feels is the urge to run to her room.<br /> <br /> "Valentina!" Alexander growls and chases after her, but she manages to lock herself in the bedroom they share. It was a strict order from the boss; if Alexander didn't comply, he wouldn't be put in charge of the construction company. "Valentina!" he bangs on the door loudly. "Open up!" he shouted arrogantly.<br /> <br /> Valentina enters the bathroom, turns on the faucet, and lets the water run over her body, soaking even the beautiful dress she was going to wear to break the news that she had been studying business administration online to work alongside him and spend more time together.<br /> <br /> She is completely drenched.<br /> <br /> "What do I do if I love him...? I love my husband, God help me," she pleads as she slides down the cold marble wall. "What do I do?" she clings to her legs while the water continues pouring over her body.<br /> <br /> Many thoughts wander through Valentina's mind, making her cry out of despair.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, Alexander is in a devilish rage, needing only to divorce Valentina to be with the woman he loves, but Valentina will not yield to his demands.<br /> <br /> The next day, Valentina is still sleeping and doesn't feel like getting up, especially since it's Sunday, the day her in-laws come for a family lunch. She always has everything ready on time, impeccable, but this time, her in-laws don't see what they expect every Sunday.<br /> <br /> "Isn't there anyone in this house?" the boss speaks aloud.<br /> <br /> "Good morning, Father," Alexander greets him, though upset, his parents must not know that he is seeking a divorce from Valentina.<br /> <br /> "Good morning, dear. Where is Valentina?" his mother asks.<br /> <br /> "She... is still sleeping."<br /> <br /> "How could that be? Could it be that there's a baby on board? Women tend to sleep more when they're pregnant," Alexander's mother gets excited.<br /> <br /> "Don't get your hopes up. She's just tired. I'll go get her, please wait a moment."<br /> <br /> Alexander's parents exchange puzzled glances since Valentina is usually the first to greet them.<br /> <br /> Alexander pounds on the door.<br /> <br /> "Come in," Valentina commands as she looks in the mirror. He thought she was still asleep, even though she had just woken up.<br /> <br /> "My parents have arrived," he informs her.<br /> <br /> "I know," she replies, fixing her hair, her eyes no longer sparkling at the sight of her husband.<br /> <br /> She walks past Alexander, but he grabs her arm.<br /> <br /> "Be careful with what you do," he warns her.<br /> <br /> Valentina pulls away from his grip, and without another word, they leave the room, Alexander behind her, discontented with Valentina's attitude.<br /> <br /> "Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Williams. I apologize for the delay," Valentina greets them with a smile.<br /> <br /> "Good morning, dear. It's unlike you not to be here when we enter. Are you alright?" Mrs. Williams asks.<br /> <br /> "Yes," she lies. But Mrs. Williams senses something is wrong. "I regret not receiving you as you deserve today. Please go ahead; I will call a chef to prepare a delicious lunch, as I feel a bit under the weather."<br /> <br /> "What's the matter, dear?" the boss asks.<br /> <br /> "Today is an important day for your son, Alexander. A day he has been eagerly awaiting. So... Dear, I hope you should be the one to break the great news to your parents," Valentina swallows hard. She has always been so reserved, but that betrayal and confession brutally wounded her heart. And maybe that's what filled her with courage because she has endured enough.<br /> <br /> "What's this news, son?" Alexander's mother asks, all eyes fixed on him.<br /> -<br /> Alexander fixates his blue gaze on Valentina, whose own eyes reflect a profound emptiness within her heart.<br /> <br /> Seeing that Alexander remains silent, Valentina speaks up.<br /> <br /> "We should probably wait until after lunch," she suggests.<br /> <br /> "Yes. Valentina is right. Please make yourselves comfortable, parents. I will call the chef to come to the mansion. Excuse us, but I need a moment alone with my wife. We won't be long."<br /> <br /> Alexander takes her by the hand and leads her to their bedroom, where he locks the door upon entering.<br /> <br /> "What are you trying to achieve, Valentina?" he asks impatiently.<br /> <br /> "I want you to face the consequences of your actions," she retorts, only to be backed against the wall by Alexander.<br /> <br /> She can feel his breath; it's pointless to hope for a pecking, a touch, yet all he wants is to push her away forever.<br /> <br /> "Don't play games with me!" Alexander hisses through clenched teeth.<br /> <br /> "You're the one playing games! I hope that when this comes to light, you find true happiness with that woman."<br /> <br /> "Of course, I will. So after lunch, you should tell my parents that you no longer want to live with me, and that divorce is the only answer."<br /> <br /> "I won't do it! For someone so tall and handsome, you really can't stand your ground," Valentina challenges him.<br /> <br /> "You're quite feisty!"<br /> <br /> "Because of you! You've brought out this defiance in me, but I refuse to comply, so last night I did some thinking," Valentina shoves past Alexander.<br /> <br /> "Be straightforward," Alexander grows impatient.<br /> <br /> "Do you want a divorce to be with her? Then it will be easy. Since you've suffered through three years of marriage with my unwelcome presence because I'm not enough for you, I have a proposition. It's this or nothing," Valentina states firmly, locking eyes with him, and then inadvertently, his lips.<br /> <br /> "I won’t follow your rules!"<br /> <br /> "Then think about how you'll tell your parents," she shoves Alexander aside, and he clenches his jaw in tension.<br /> <br /> "Just tell them you don't want to be with me, and that's it !"<br /> <br /> "No. I won't. Because what I overheard in your office yesterday broke my heart, but you don't care about that. If you've never had any consideration, then I owe you none," Valentina lifts her chin, holding back tears.<br /> <br /> "What do you want in exchange for divorce?" Alexander grunts.<br /> <br /> She turns to look into his eyes.<br /> <br /> "Pretend to love me for three months."<br /> <br /> "What!?" Alexander frowns in disbelief.<br /> <br /> "Just three months. Make me feel special. Take me out, peck me, whisper sweet nothings in front of your parents, take me to your company's important events, work with me – make me a priority. And most importantly, have intercourse with me three times a week."<br /> <br /> Hearing this, Alexander laughs heartily.<br /> <br /> "We haven't got time for games, Valentina! My parents are waiting."<br /> <br /> "Then don't keep them waiting any longer and accept my proposal."<br /> <br /> "What do you stand to gain from all this?" Alexander looks at her with loathing.<br /> <br /> "It doesn't matter! Just tell me if you accept or not; we’re running out of time," Valentina finds a strange satisfaction in watching the anguish on Alexander's face, which doesn't compare to the pain in her tiny heart – a wound he opened that almost made her wish for death.<br /> <br /> "Nonsense! I don't want to peck you, touch you – I don't want to!" Alexander's words hurt Valentina even more. "I had to get drunk on our wedding night just to have intercourse with you," another stab at her heart.<br /> <br /> "Then sort out your problem! I won't waste any more time with you," she strides toward the door, but a desperate Alexander grabs her hand and pins her against the wall before she can leave.<br /> <br /> Valentina's treacherous heart, masochistic in its thrumming, starts racing crazily.<br /> <br /> "Just three months?" he asks between gritted teeth.<br /> <br /> "Yes," she replies curtly.<br /> <br /> "Let it be just three months! And having intercourse just once a week," Alexander frowns.<br /> <br /> "Twice, and I never want to know about your mistress at the company again. It's embarrassing. It must be the last time, or I'll tell your parents the truth about your cruelty."<br /> <br /> "You're worse than I thought! I hate you even more!" Alexander growls arrogantly and leaves, Valentina collapsing into a sea of tears, knowing her husband hates instead of loves her. She cries to ease her heart, then touches up her makeup to hide the wound unseen but felt as a burning within.<br /> <br /> Regaining her strength, Valentina returns to the living room where Alexander's parents are sipping spirits and discussing the company.<br /> <br /> The chef arrives just in time to start cooking.<br /> <br /> "Why did you take so long, dear?" Alexander's mother asks, offering her a glass of spirits, and is taken aback as Valentina downs it in one go. "Is everything alright, sweetheart?"<br /> <br /> "I'm sorry, I was just very thirsty. It looks like we've run out of spirits; I'll get another bottle," Valentina stands up.<br /> <br /> "Wait, darling, I'll go," Alexander interjects, taking her hand. Despite the spark she feels hearing him call her 'darling,' she knows it's fake, all too fake.<br /> <br /> "I'll go, don't worry."<br /> <br /> "Then let's go together," he suggests, and they head to the minibar.<br /> <br /> "Valentina, this isn't like you. My parents are getting suspicious; behave yourself. I won't say it again."<br /> <br /> She ignores him, opens the spirits, pours another glass, and drinks it deeply.<br /> <br /> "Valentina!" Alexander chides, but he notices his mother approaching and quickly acts by pecking his wife's lips.<br /> -<br /> Valentina was taken aback, yet found pleasure in the peck, what astonished Alexander the most was that she introduced her tongue into it.<br /> <br /> "These youngsters... save your passion for the night," Mrs. Williams teased.<br /> <br /> Valentina stopped pecking him to lower her gaze, truly, she was completely flushed, she did not even turn to look at Alexander, not wanting the joy of the peck to be marred by his typically icy stare.<br /> <br /> Mrs. Williams took hold of the spirits bottle and then winked at Valentina, leaving them alone.<br /> <br /> "You make me do these things," he muttered under his breath, "I need you to behave."<br /> <br /> "Don't talk to me like that!" Valentina snapped back at his sarcasm and walked away to her in-laws, leaving Alexander by himself.<br /> <br /> "By the way, I have something important to tell you, on my behalf... I'm going to work at the construction company, I studied business administration, so my husband and I will spend more time together," Valentina smiled, knowing that Alexander was seething with anger.<br /> <br /> "That sounds wonderful, it's just like when my husband and I worked together to grow the construction business, those were the days, such fond memories. But then Alexander came along, and I dedicated myself to him, and of course, I have no regrets, I feel like I've enjoyed every stage," Mrs. Williams said, looking at Valentina with great fondness.<br /> <br /> Alexander's cell phone rang, causing Valentina to fix her gaze on him.<br /> <br /> "Aren't you going to answer that, dear husband?"<br /> <br /> "It's family day, so... I don't want to," he replied, "DEAR WIFE."<br /> <br /> Yet, Alexander's phone continued to ring.<br /> <br /> "Answer, son, it might be important," his father advised, and Valentina poured herself more beverage, watching Alexander intently.<br /> <br /> "Excuse me," Alexander rose to take the call.<br /> <br /> "Lore, love," Lore was on edge, needing to know if Alexander had kept his word.<br /> <br /> "Sweety," he whispered.<br /> <br /> "Why are you whispering? What's wrong, my love?"<br /> <br /> "Lore, my parents are here."<br /> <br /> "I see. You don't know how much I look forward to us living together, having your parents visit, and I'll take such good care of them."<br /> <br /> "I know..."<br /> <br /> "You haven't told your fat wife yet."<br /> <br /> Alexander sighed, "Listen, things are getting complicated because Valentina threatened me."<br /> <br /> "She's manipulating you, Alex!" Lore exclaimed impatiently.<br /> <br /> "Don't be angry, darling, let me handle this. How much longer must I wait?"<br /> <br /> "Listen, I don't want to argue right now, please, don't add more storms to my life, I promise I'll settle this, but for now, don't call me."<br /> <br /> While Alexander was on the phone, Valentina watched from a distance, knowing that he was talking to his mistress.<br /> <br /> Alexander had to delay his return due to Lore's anger, and Valentina had her demands as a result.<br /> <br /> After the eventful lunch, Valentina bid farewell to her in-laws and grabbed a beverage bottle from the mini-bar. She was still deeply hurt, having only discovered her husband's infidelity yesterday and struggled to accept it.<br /> <br /> As she headed to the garden, Alexander called out, "Valentina, we need to talk," and she stopped.<br /> <br /> "I've said what I needed to say!" she kept walking, and he turned furious.<br /> <br /> He followed her and gripped her arm.<br /> <br /> "You can't ignore me! I'm still the man of this house! You owe me respect!"<br /> <br /> Valentina freed herself from his grasp, and with her free hand, she slapped her husband's godlike face.<br /> <br /> "You demand respect when you were the first to fail! Are you truly the man of the house? That's too big for you!" she growled while Alexander snatched the beverage bottle from her hand and hurled it against the wall.<br /> <br /> "No matter, I'll find another!" she laughed in his face, increasing his ire. He was annoyed at her newfound defiance; throughout their three-year marriage, she had been practically submissive to whatever he said, but now, she was entirely the opposite.<br /> <br /> She walked over to the mini-bar, opened a new bottle of beverage, and drank from it directly.<br /> <br /> "You're becoming an alcoholic!"<br /> <br /> "You know, Alexander," she turned to look at him with a gaze that was both cold and empty, "life has a way of dealing with karma, and when life makes you pay for all you've done to me, you'll understand my pain, but since you don't care right now—don't mess up my life!"<br /> <br /> At that moment, the doorbell rang.<br /> <br /> "Did you hear that? Maybe it's your mistress!" Valentina mocked. "Go open the door! Hurry, and welcome that woman with your arms wide open!"<br /> <br /> "You have no idea what you're talking about!" Alexander raised his voice and went to open the door; it was Milan, Alexander's best friend.<br /> <br /> "Milan, you're back," greeted Alexander.<br /> <br /> "Yes, the vacation was too long. But look at Mrs. Williams, how beautiful you look today, Valentina," Milan complimented her, and she offered a smile.<br /> <br /> "At least you aren't blind," she threw a barb, setting down the spirits<br /> bottle and passing by them, "you have a lot to talk about."<br /> <br /> "Where do you think you're going?" Alexander demanded, following her.<br /> <br /> "Leave me alone! By the way... I might not come back tonight, goodbye Milan, make yourself at home," Valentina smiled and left the house.<br /> <br /> "Valentina!" Alexander growled.<br /> <br /> "Is it my imagination, or does Valentina want to kill you? What did you do, buddy?" Milan looked at Alexander questioningly.<br /> <br /> "That woman is a nightmare!" Alexander complained and stormed out of the house. "Stop right there, Valentina!"<br /> <br /> "You don't command me!" Valentina retorted.<br /> <br /> "Maybe I'll come back another time," Milan headed towards his car.<br /> <br /> "No, don't go, Milan. Stay because I think you guys have a lot to talk about. You know, those stupid man talks where you discuss trashy conquests—I'm out!"	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1,455,885	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	1113771453240184	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I announced while looking at my husband and his mistress.<br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> “I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally said something in a cold voice.<br /> “Tomorrow, I will send you the divorce paper.” <br /> ————————<br /> There's no way...Absolutely no way. We always use protection, and I'm on the pill. How can there be two lines? Two! How can I be two weeks late? <br /> I drop the disgusting pee stick into the sink before staring at myself in the mirror. <br /> What am I going to say to Adam? We aren't ready for a baby. Our marriage is so rocky right now, and his parents aren't supportive at all. <br /> I need to talk to him now.<br /> I push the plastics lid down on the Tupperware and place it in the insulated bag. I can't remember the last time I made Adam lunch and took it to the job site, but it's time I did. We need a good icebreaker, and my homemade spinach pasta has never let me down before. <br /> I smile to myself as I load the sides in the bag. I made all his favorites and even wrote him a long letter just in case he is too busy to speak with me when I drop by. I've really missed doing sweet things like this for him. <br /> I smile at my appearance. It's been a while since I tried to look good, and I think I forgot how nice I can look. In school, I was popular solely because of my looks, and it is the thing that definitely caught Adam's attention. <br /> I know that because I didn't have anything else going for me. I was an orphaned ward of the state, wearing hand-me-downs and holey shoes. But my bad style and poor background didn't matter to Adam, who comes from a very wealthy family, no he was happy to have me. I was the girl every guy had asked out but who had turned every one of them down. I was the unattainable Samantha Layne, the clean-faced angel, according to some. And Adam Polk was the guy who got me. The only guy I wanted. <br /> I smile as I grab his lunch and head for my little red Toyota Adam got me when he was promoted. <br /> This is it. I'm going to tell my husband we are expecting. I am going to go back to caring about the little things. That way coming home will be a joyous event for him and not a chore. <br /> I chuckle to myself as I open my car door and head for the trailer. Just the thought of how happy his mother would be is encouraging. I open the mobile trailer's door with a satisfied smile, and one thought running through my mind, "sorry Margaret, but you won't be proved right anytime soon." <br /> My happiness and self-confidence instantly fade as my eyes take in Adam groping and touching a skinny brunette. His hands are traveling her body as if they have never felt a woman before, and his tongue has to be licking her tonsils. <br /> "Adam," I whisper before I can stop myself, and my husband jumps. <br /> He pushes her away and meets my shocked eyes with a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar expression. <br /> "Samantha," he whispers, and the brunette looks between the two of us with a confused expression. <br /> "Adam...who is she," she asks after a brief moment of us staring at each other. <br /> I turn my gaze towards her now annoyed face. Red hot rage like I have never felt before blooms in my chest as I look her over. She obviously comes from money. She has diamonds in her ears, diamonds on her neck, and diamonds around her wrist. Her dress is exceptionally hot, and it shows off her fake breasts beautifully. Her hair is long, but I can see part of an extension due to my husband's hands running through her hair. She is exactly what my mother-in-law has always wanted for her baby boy—a fake high-class bimbo. Fine...as my heart breaks, my old defenses return. <br /> I turn my gaze back to my husband as I respond. <br /> "I am Adam's wife. Samantha Polk," I answer while stepping towards his desk. <br /> "Who are you," I ask while turning back towards her wide-eyed stare. <br /> Adam steps towards me, but I hold up my hand. I look into his eyes with the same disdain he gave me last night, and I see him cringe just as I did. I shift my gaze back towards the home wrecker. <br /> "Kelly O'Neil, I am Adam's girlfriend! We have been together for six months," she snaps, and I raise my eyebrow before looking back at Adam. <br /> His eyes are trailing over me, and I smirk. Perfect. <br /> "Is that so," I say, and he meets my hard green eyes. <br /> "Sam, please...I can explain," he says, and I throw my head back to laugh. <br /> I make sure to be extra dramatic as I laugh my pain away. I even wipe away a nonexistent tear as I bring my face back down. <br /> "I think I can explain for you," I reply before flipping my hair back to guarantee my breasts are in full view. <br /> "You probably went to your mother after one of our fights...you probably complained about me and your precious all-knowing mother talked down about me. Then a short time after, she introduced you to miss blonde here...You being a good man, fought your attraction to her. But as we fought more and more at home, you decided to jail with working through our marriage. You called up miss mommy approved bimbo and started to get you some on the side...... Well, don't let me ruin your good time Adam.....I just came by to talk about the thing I wanted to discuss last night. You know the thing that made you cuss me out and storm back out of our house. The excuse you used to go get right back in between her legs!..... I'm Pregnant," I announce as his face loses its remaining color. <br /> "What," Adam whispers, and I smirk. <br /> "Yup. Well, enjoy your lunch. It's all your favorites. I will be sure to give Kelly the recipes so she can make them for you from now on.....oh, and she can have this too. The diamond is a little small for her taste, judging from the size of the stones already on her," I reply as I slide off the ring I chose. <br /> I place it on top of his lunch bag and give the two of them my best smile. <br /> "Well, continue," I say as I turn to leave. <br /> Adam grabs my arm before I can escape but drops it as soon as I look at him. <br /> "Pregnant? How? We use protection," Adam asks, and I roll my eyes. <br /> "Doesn't matter how," I growl, and he frowns before Kelly's squeaky voice erupts from behind me, cutting into our discussion as if it belongs there. <br /> "Pregnant? Adam! You cheated on me," Kelly shrieks, and my soon-to-be ex-husband's eyebrows crease. <br /> He turns towards her to say something, but before he can, I respond to little miss deluded. <br /> "Are you looking at me, honey? Of course, he slept with me while with you. No part of you is better than me," I sneer, and her mouth hangs open. <br /> I turn back to Adam just as he turns back to me. Our eyes lock, and I can see the shame and regret growing within him. I internally smirk before delivering the final blow. <br /> "And don't worry, Adam. I remember every word of the prenup your mother made me sign. The baby is definitely yours. DNA will have no problem proving it, and since you were the one caught sleeping around, I get everything. Including fifty percent of this company when your father hands it over. I guess mommy dearest forgot that part when she introduced you to Ms. O'Niel," I explain snarkily. <br /> When I go to leave this time, he lets me, and the last little piece of my heart shatters. The crew, who looked shocked to see me avoid my eyes as I head to my car. I guess I assumed wrong when I pulled up. They weren't shocked to see me here. They were wide-eyed because they knew what scene I was about to walk in on. <br /> I get into my car and slam the door. As I start it, I look back toward the trailer to see Adam watching me. As a final parting gift, I flip him off. I put my car in reverse and punch the gas. Gravel flies as I flee the scene of soul-shattering destruction. <br /> Goodbye, Adam Polk.<br /> <br /> I start collecting my toiletries just as he bursts into what was once "our" bedroom. <br /> "Samantha, where are you? We need to talk," Adam says as his voice gets closer and closer to the restroom. <br /> "In here," I call with fake cheerfulness just to annoy him. <br /> He pushes open the bathroom door and sighs loudly. His sigh makes me want to roll my eyes, but I refrain. I instead act as if I didn't hear him sigh out in relief at finding me here. He seems genuinely happy to find me at home and not already gone...interesting. <br /> "Sam...what are you doing," Adam asks, and the urge to scoff makes me clear my throat. <br /> I recover from my almost slip well, but my mind explodes as it thinks over Adam's ridiculous question. What does he think I'm doing, knitting? ......Shoot, what does it look like I'm doing? What did he think I would be doing?!?!?!?! Sitting here crying? Making dinner? This man is delusional. I catch him cheating, and his first question to me when he gets home is, "Sam...what are you doing?" This idiot! <br /> "I'm packing. I don't think I will be able to get everything out in one go, but Kelly should have plenty of space to start moving in," I reply calmly instead of voicing my many sarcastic questions. <br /> "Kelly isn't moving into our home. Sam, I broke up with her...I want us to work. I want to be a family," Adam says, and this time, my scoff can't be held back, nor can my rage. <br /> I slowly turn to look at the man I have loved for seven years and stare. I don't hide my hate or distaste for who he has become. I allow all my rage to pass across my features as I look him over from head to toe. <br /> I scoff again but this time louder, as I realize something. He isn't aging well at all. He must be taking after his mother's side because his father is still very handsome. <br /> "I...no longer want us to work, Adam. You have given me every reason in the book to throw in the towel. This marriage is over. Go call Kelly and tell her you made a mistake. My lawyer will be in contact with yours. I'm done," I finally say as a car horn goes off out front. <br /> Adam seems startled either by my words or by the car horn. I don't know which, and I don't honestly care. I return to packing, and he stays quiet as I do. <br /> I move around our master suite, gathering everything I can as fast as I possibly can. I want to get out of here, and I don't want my taxi to leave. When I have finally packed everything of mine that will fit in my large suitcases and toiletry bag, I turn back towards Adam, who is starting to look green. <br /> As I make my way to the front door, Adam follows closely behind me. A sliver of fear runs down my spine at just how close he is, but I push it away. Adam has never been a violent man. He has only used his words to hurt me, and just because he is a fat piece of swine, I don't believe him to be a woman beater. Plus, once I get the door open, the taxi driver will be witness to anything Adam might do. And one thing Adam is strict about is his image. <br /> "Samantha, are you really pregnant," Adam asks lowly, and the doubt in his voice slaps me in the face. <br /> "Yes, Adam, I am pregnant. I am two weeks late, and according to an at-home pregnancy test, we are expecting. Congrats," I practically snarl as I pass my bags to an annoyed-looking cab driver. <br /> The driver tosses my bags into the car trunk, and I hold up a finger to signal I need another minute. I walk past Adam and make my way back to the bedroom. Adam follows behind me like a puppy, and my emotions heighten. <br /> My anger is growing with each passing second, and as my anger grows, my mind gets to thinking. Questions begin to bubble within me, and my mouth can't stop itself from asking. <br /> "Why did you break up with Kelly, Adam? Why did you come home and say you want us to work? Is it because of the baby...Is it because you realized how much you really do love me...or is it because I reminded you about the prenup. Is it because I will own 50% of your father's company," I ask as I snatch my toiletry bag and face him head-on. <br /> His blue eyes widen with shock before they fill with shame, and I am given my answer. No words need be spoken; I can read his reaction like a book. He is here to save face. He wants to be the one to divorce me. He wants to keep his family's good name from being dragged through the mud. Yeah, I might have made him drool earlier today, but that isn't as important as keeping his image up. <br /> "Don't answer, Adam. Your reaction was answer enough. Enjoy explaining why I am divorcing you to your father. I hope he blackens both your eyes," I snap before moving past him and back out of our home. <br /> This time he doesn't follow me, and it doesn't hurt. <br /> *** <br /> "Samantha, Mr. Polk, and his mother are demanding to have DNA results provided before the divorce is finalized. I am fighting the demand, but the judge is behaving as if he is in favor of their request," Mr. Hedge says as I rub my slight baby bump. <br /> Irritation pulls at my already thin patience, but I try to hide it. Mr. Hedge has worked tirelessly to get my divorce finalized, and he deserves whatever patience I can give him. It isn't his fault Margaret is scrambling to find anything she can to prove I shouldn't receive what I was promised in the prenup. <br /> "Mr. Hedge, every shred of privacy I had before this divorce began has been erased. Margaret Polk and Adam Polk have tried everything they can to prove I also had an affair. And everything they have demanded access to has shown I was nothing but faithful to Adam. This divorce can not be postponed again. I am tired of living in a hotel. If they want a clause added to the divorce, then fine. I have no doubts as to who the father is. If they want a stipulation placed on what I receive, fine. I want this over," I finally reply, and Mr. Hedge looks taken aback by my compliance. <br /> "Okay, well, they should accept that. And I truly understand that you need this matter closed, Samantha. I am doing everything I can," Mr. Hedge says, and I sigh as I stand up. <br /> "I'm sorry, Harry. I know you are. I really do," I say while reaching my hand out for his. <br /> We shake hands, and he gives me a small smile before I head down to the lobby. I hate taking out my irritation on innocent bystanders, and Mr. Hedge is innocent. He doesn't deserve my hormone-fueled expectations or my annoyance with the Polks being directed at him. It's only been five weeks, and he has accomplished so much. <br /> When we first began this process, Adam was adamant about trying to save the marriage. But as soon as Margaret got involved, she shut that down. She hired a separate attorney to represent Adam and a private detective to search through the ashes of my life. I've been ordered to hand over access to all my social media accounts and my phone records. But since there was nothing to find, and I had nothing to hide, and I handed them over without a fight. Margaret even had someone go through my search history on my home computer. But that produced absolutely nothing. <br /> I sigh as I reach the exit. I just want this over. I want to begin my life. I have to figure out a plan, and my time to do so is slowly ticking away. With each passing week, my baby bump grows, and my stress increases with it. I need to find a place, but the housing market here has zero inventory. <br /> It's done. I'm free. Finally! I sigh as I stand to my feet. Happiness is pulsing, ready to erupt right under my skin, but I contain it. I need to remain dignified since the enemy hasn't left the courtroom. <br /> I straighten my pencil skirt and push a stray curl behind my ear. I offer Mr. Hedge my hand, and I give him a big smile. <br /> "We did it, sir," I say, and he returns my smile and handshake before refocusing on gathering his notes. <br /> "We sure did. It wasn't easy, but we did it. You have officially divorced Mr. Polk and are once again a free woman. If there is...Oh yes, umm, Ms. Layne, tomorrow, could you stop by my office around 3 pm. A few days ago, I was contacted over a separate matter that I need to discuss with you," Mr.Hedge says as if he just remembered the separate thing we needed to discuss. <br /> He packs up the few documents left on the table, and my brain panics as I try to piece together what he could be talking about.	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1,455,897	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	1587170492049727	Read More Exciting Content👉	Calvin is my boyfriend, and we have been together for many years. Although other people in the pack often bully me, if Calvin is around, I can persevere. On that day, Calvin's birthday, I found out that he had an affair with my sister, and I decided to leave the pack. Just as I was about to leave, Alpha King came to our pack, and he captured everyone.<br /> "You want her? She's a human!"<br /> The king released a roar that made every member of the pack flinch and drop their heads lower in submission. With my face only a few inches from the ground, I watched with terror as the king moved away from me and stood before my biggest bully Kate. <br /> The greater distance between us allowed me to see more of him. He was larger than the other Lycans, his body covered in knotted scars that were visible beneath his fur.<br /> His claw was the size of Kate's head as he punched it through her ch#st, ripping her heart out the other side and sending the pack into a flurry of sobs and terrified mumblings for mercy.<br /> "You will do well to teach your pack to respect those above them." The witch's voice called out again, but I was trapped staring at Kate's body as the king pulled his hand out, and it fell to the ground.<br /> I was aware of him walking back to me, but I couldn’t take my eyes away. It was the large hand that grabbed me by my backpack and lifted me off the ground like a doll that brought me back to reality, and I instinctively met the glowing red eyes of the Lycan King.<br /> His deep voice sent a chill through me as he spoke, "Mine."<br /> ---<br /> Janet's P.O.V.<br /> <br /> I felt uneasy as soon as I entered the pack house. The way my pack mates were smirking at me, laughing behind their hands... I knew they were up to something. Their pranks and bullying had been getting worse and more painful each time they managed to get me alone. My bruises still hadn't gone away from the last time.<br /> <br /> My body ached from the beating I had taken two days ago, but I was only a few hours away from it all ending.<br /> <br /> I just needed to get to Calvin before they set their plan into motion.<br /> <br /> Calvin was my boyfriend of four years. He was the only one that cared for me, and the only one I could trust.<br /> <br /> We were high school sweethearts. He was also the next in line to become the Alpha of our pack. That didn't matter to me, but it did matter to the other women in the pack. They hated that he was with me. They felt that they deserved a stronger Luna than I would be, and they all wanted to be his chosen one.<br /> <br /> I hadn't even shifted yet. To them, I was no more than an omega...a runt as they liked to call me, the weakest of the litter.<br /> <br /> It should have happened three years ago when I turned sixteen, but it didn't. Now I was nineteen, the age at which we could recognize our mates as our wolves should have matured by then. Had I shifted, I would have known Calvin was my mate already, but we had to wait the extra two months until today, his nineteenth birthday, for him to recognize me as his mate.<br /> <br /> Calvin didn't care that I hadn't turned. We had been together since before either of us were old enough to shift, and we were both positive that we were mates. He stood by me and protected me from the cruelty of the wolves around us when I failed to shift with the others.<br /> <br /> 'Calvin? Where are you?' I asked through our pack link but received no response.<br /> <br /> "Poor little human, you have a lot of guts to show up here right now. Do you have any idea how happy the pack is? Having you here will just ruin it. This party is for pack wolves only." Kate, my sister's best friend, said as the crowd parted for her, and the music stopped. All of the party guests stopped dancing and talking to watch as the biggest bully in the pack approached me.<br /> <br /> The flashing lights of varying colors continued in the uncomfortable silence.<br /> <br /> I hoped the man of the hour would see the disruption and step forward to my side, but he didn't. As I glanced around at all of the amused faces, he was nowhere to be seen.<br /> <br /> "Calvin invited me. I am in this pack, and I'm allowed to be here." I whispered, but I could feel the heat building in the back of my eyes as they all laughed again. Something was going on, and it was more than just Kate running her big mouth.<br /> <br /> "Even he doesn't want you here." She sneered before smiling at me widely. "See for yourself. Where is Calvin, hm? I think he went up to his room. You should go bring him back down to the party and see what he has to say."<br /> <br /> I held his present against my chest tighter as I narrowed my eyes. She was up to something, but I wanted to get to Calvin more than I wanted to deal with her b##lsh!t.<br /> <br /> As I took a step forward, Kate stepped to the side, and I could feel everyone watching me with amusement as I went up the stairs.<br /> <br /> Calvin's room was at the end of the hall behind double doors, and I rushed toward it. I could hear people coming up the stairs behind me, no doubt being led by Kate, but my salvation was only a few feet away.<br /> <br /> As soon as I got in his room, I could close the door and act as if none of them existed.<br /> <br /> It would just be the two of us.<br /> <br /> There was a stirring in the back of my mind as I wrapped my hand around the cold doorknob. It was a warning, telling me not to go inside. It wanted me to turn around and run, knowing this was a trap. Yet, I turned the knob anyway and pushed the door open.<br /> <br /> The loud moan of the female beneath my boyfriend made me freeze, and I stared wide-eyed at the couple tangled together. <br /> <br /> Calvin thr#st into her quickly, releasing his own groans of pleasure.<br /> <br /> My stomach tied in a knot, and it felt hard to breathe. The small spark of light in my life was extinguished, sending my mind into complete darkness as I processed what I was seeing.<br /> <br /> He lifted his head, meeting my tear-streaked face, but not seeing me as his wolf was in control. His canines extended just before he latched onto her neck, puncturing the skin and marking her as his mate.<br /> <br /> My sister.<br /> <br /> "No," I whispered as my hand covered my mouth. Calvin pulled back snarling at the disruption.<br /> <br /> "I told you he didn't want you," Kate whispered into my ear, and my sister laughed from beneath my boyfriend as she reached up and ran her hand through Calvin's short blonde hair.<br /> <br /> "Would you mind closing the door, Janet?" Kelly asked innocently, but the malicious look in her narrowed eyes showed she was pleased by her victory over me. Not only had she stolen the love of my life, but she was now to be his Luna. "I'm trying to have a private moment with my mate."<br /> <br /> Mate.<br /> <br /> The word seemed so empty now. Calvin had hated Kelly. He had watched how mean she was toward me and resented her. Now, he was baring his teeth at me, defending her.<br /> <br /> "How could you?" I choked out as a sob wracked through my ch#st, and the present in my hold dropped to the floor before me. The sudden and loud noise seemed to snap Calvin back into control, and his eyes returned to their normal brown.<br /> <br /> His jaw dropped open as he glanced from me to my sister with guilt, but he didn't look the least bit regretful. He was happy to have found and marked his mate, he only hated that he had been caught cheating. The torn look on his face only made me angrier as he gasped my name while he pulled out of my sister. She sat up as he climbed to his feet, neither of them ashamed to be seen n@#ed.<br /> <br /> "Janet, I…" He said, stepping forward and causing me to take a step away, only to be pushed back toward him by the crowd of on-lookers.<br /> <br /> I stumbled forward, trying to stay as far away from him as possible.<br /> <br /> The steady stream of tears blurred my vision, and my ch#st hurt as he whispered my name again. "Janet…She’s, my mate." He finally announced, causing the house to cheer in celebration that their future Luna had been claimed.	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1,455,932	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	2156221724777009	Read with Your Ears➤➤	"I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ <br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> ***<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> 4 hours earlier<br /> I woke up in a very good mood. I am finally eighteen and today is the day I find my mate. It actually depends on both sides. If they are of age, they'll find each other soon enough, seventeen is the youngest you can be when you find your mate.<br /> However, most of the time, the guy or the girl have to wait for their other half to come of age, which I think is a great idea.<br /> Yes, I'm a werewolf, specifically the current Beta's daughter and soon to be Beta's sister. The disappointment of the family. But that's okay; I'm not very inclined to make them proud or follow in their footsteps, but mostly they want Alex to do it.<br /> Don't get me wrong. I'm not abused or bullied; except for the occasional remarks, shunned from society, the usual stuff.<br /> They say I'm ugly, but I know better than to believe that. I could have been popular due to my blue eyes and gold speckles, blonde hair and hourglass figure. But I like to keep to myself. Plus my hair was naturally blonde unlike my mother's peroxide bleached hair that comes out of bottles and pricey extensions. Actually, dad and Alex both have brown hair so I don't know how I have blonde hair. For months, I even checked the roots of my hair to find some sort of discoloration to prove that even my hair was bleached. But in vain.<br /> My mom was the stereotypical cheerleader in high school while my dad was the “douche” and quarterback. Apparently they want me to be like them, and social hierarchy exists in packs as well. And my brother is following our parents footsteps, sleeping with more than half of the population, while I'm not.<br /> They revel in attention and bullying people who are lower than them, as they say. To the outside world, my family and I love each other. On the inside it’s an extreme hate relationship, something the pack is aware of except for the Alpha and Luna.<br /> If they knew the truth, my parents, Tiffany and Mark, would lose their respect and beloved Alex's position would be taken away from him. Which would obviously take his popularity down a notch. Horrifying for him. Entertaining for me.<br /> Anyways, today is also the soon-to-be Alpha's eighteenth birthday. James Rodriguez.<br /> Sometimes I wonder how someone as sweet and kind as Diana and George, produce a kid like James.<br /> In short, James is the snobby player. It’s actually really surprising how none of the girls are pregnant yet...<br /> Back to me, I dressed up with more care than usual. I wore a baby pink sundress with black gladiator sandals. I applied a bit of winged liner to make my eyes pop. I've always read stories about loving mates. Who knows how much of it is true? For all I know, it’s some made up fantasy to make mates seem like the ultimate endgame. Maybe one day, I would meet my mate and then we could run away towards the sunset............or something, I don't really care.<br /> Apparently, all mates are compatible with their other half. It’s like love at first sight and the males getting all possessive about their mates is very appealing and a turn on, or so I've heard.<br /> It's all hearsay. And I think it’s stupid. It’s like the males are all custom made robots. Why else would their behavior be so alike?<br /> And there was a paragraph about heat and shifting and marking. Maybe, my mate's gonna go all caveman on me and tear my throat out.<br /> I'm just kidding, morbid thoughts on my birthday are kind of my thing. And its wishful thinking. I don't care. He might even be an omega and I still wouldn't care. Even if he's a human, it wouldn't matter. And if he's not in this pack then..... Oh well... It's better for me. I don't want to stay in a pack where I have no respect and people treat me bad. Status had once mattered to me. But when you have parents like mine, you kind of start praying not to ever be like them.<br /> Not once did they look at me but of course, Alexander was doted on by everyone. Kids. Parents. Friends. You name it.<br /> Apparently, it's because he's a boy. And according to my mother, girls are good for getting screwed, getting hit on, obeying their men, acting flirty along, and popping out heirs.<br /> And lucky for you all, my mother happens to be exhibit A.<br /> You should all be jealous because it's not everyday that you have a live walking, talking example to show the word and tell them what a hoe your mother is.<br /> Third Person POV <br /> Nikolina walked to school as she was not allowed a car. Though Alex was the proud owner of a shiny Silver Volvo. Double standards were very common in the Reed family. She had always wanted her own car, something that was a stunning shade of bright canary yellow, but that dream was nowhere close to becoming a reality.<br /> All of a sudden, she smelt an amazing scent; peppermint and honey. Lydia purred and rolled around in happiness, barely able to contain her excitement.<br /> On searching for the source, her eyes met warm, hazel orbs. His eyes expressed lust and adoration as they raked all over her body.<br /> Realization finally hit her hard when she saw that James-freaking-Rodriguez was her mate! The next Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack. And he was Portia's long-standing boyfriend.<br /> You know what he did next? James went back to groping the head cheerleader. “Portia.... “ Oh, sorry. Rookie mistake. Portia Scott.<br /> Tears threatened to fall while her wolf Lydia whimpered, seeing her mate touch another...<br /> “Our mate is beautiful.” James's wolf, Jace said. Nikolina was more than just beautiful. Many males of the pack thought she was gorgeous but never mentioned it out loud due to the fear of facing Alex's wrath. Alex was the one to start it all: the petty insults, the hateful words and making an outcast out of her. Others had just followed his footsteps. And of course, some of the girls were shallow enough to find happiness by making Nikolina feel miserable, because they were insecure about themselves.<br /> But the main issue was, though James thought Nikolina was pretty, he would never accept her as his mate and Luna. Though she was Beta Mark's daughter and was of high status, both him and his ego considered her a nobody. He knew about the insults and he had done it as well. In his eyes, she was worthless and all everyone ever did was talk down on her and she never fought back.<br /> He couldn't have a... thing like that as his mate. Beauty just wasn't enough for him, being a ruthless woman was a requirement.<br /> “She might be beautiful but I don't want her. She's a nobody. If people know that she is my mate, I would become the laughing stock of my pack. Seriously, people walk all over her. She can never be my Luna.” That was the thought going through his mind as he sucked on Portia's neck hard enough to bruise.<br /> “Ow! You're hurting me, boo! You know Kelly has my concealer today.” Portia whined but still made no move to shove James away. She just proceeded to grind her lower body into James and trying to get as close as humanly possible without getting rid of her clothes in public.<br /> James finally pried Portia off his body and walked towards his mate. In some ways, Portia was like a bloodsucking leech or an annoying wart, never leaving without a fight.<br /> “Baby, where are you going? I need you!” Her voice was like a cat dragging its claws across a board.<br /> James just signalled her to shut up before walking towards his mate. He would do the right thing, of course, as the future Alpha of Solaris Eclipse Pack and give Nikolina what she deserves.<br /> He stopped in front of her and asked, “What's your name?”<br /> “Nikolina,” she stated. He soon noticed that she had no friends and no car and he felt the curious stares on his back as everyone's attention was on him.<br /> “I, James Rodriguez, soon to be alpha of Eclipse Pack reject you, Nikolina Reed as my mate and Luna. “ As he rejected her, Jace whimpered and cowered. And James felt bad but he knew this was the right thing to do for himself and the pack. From his perspective, Nikolina was someone who brought out the worst in people and Portia was way more deserving to be his mate and Luna, considering that she was fearless and wasn't afraid to fight dirty for her rights.<br /> James was an egoistic douche bag who mistook petty behavior for fearless but he was blinded by the greed for power and popularity.<br /> The pain was blinding for Nikolina. She would have collapsed if not for the anger that surged through her. She was furious. At James. The Moon Goddess. Not realizing how painful rejection was. Her fate. It was a never ending list.<br /> It felt like she was being drowned in liquid bleach, her lungs burned and she saw red. Anger took over the pain she was feeling and she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing how hurt she was.<br /> Her next words took both of them by surprise. She was anything but weak and she knew she deserved a lot better than some douche bag who was disrespectful towards his own mate. Alpha or not, he shouldn't be the one who gets the last laugh.<br /> “I, Nikolina Reed, accept your rejection as my mate and Alpha. I sincerely hope you get the clap!”<br /> With that, she turned on her heel and left the school premises.<br /> “Who needs a mate? Especially someone like James. People like him need girls like Portia by their sides, who cater to their whims and needs and whatever freaky carnal desire they might have.” Nikolina thought darkly. She wasn't going to give in to her pain and this rejection was the final push that encouraged her to chase after her freedom and break bonds with the family who had clipped off her wings.<br /> James felt a tiny bit of hurt realizing that she didn't even think twice before accepting the rejection and all he could wonder was how did she not burst into tears or grovel at his feet to take her back. Jace did not talk. He just whimpered, feeling the loss of his mate. Before James could think of it anymore, Portia dragged him to an empty classroom to distract her beloved Jamie boo. It seemed as if James wasn't the least bit affected by the incident with Nikolina, because his actions didn't falter as he hitched Portia's skirt up and ripped her panties, drilling her like an animal and releasing himself on her clothes and face as he left her alone to clean up.<br /> Nikolina POV<br /> “Well, he can go drill his toy as much as he wants.” I thought darkly while making my way towards home. All Lydia did was whimper. The moment I saw James, I knew something like this was bound to happen. You don't have any expectations when someone like him is supposed to be your destined mate. He was born with a big ego and he can just stuff it up his.<br /> “Maybe he regrets hurting us, you know.” Lydia whimpered.<br /> Before I could reply, searing hot pain flooded my senses. I felt myself fall on the pavement and the pain started to become more intense. It is obvious, isn't it? He's already drilling someone just minutes after rejecting me. It felt like my body was set on fire and the blistering flames charred my skin.<br /> I slowly got up and almost keeled over as my vision turned white. Dizziness washed over me. I had to clench my fists and dig my fingers hard enough to draw blood. Getting away from him and this stupid pack is my best bet. He was doing it intentionally considering the fact he knows that we're both connected unless one of us dies or gets marked by another. Walking never felt so strenuous and with every step I had to force myself to not curl up on the pavement and cry. I know I deserve someone better but I did want to cry my pain away.<br /> After what seemed like hours, the pain slowly ebbed away. Painful times ahead. The only problem is that the mate bond doesn't break even after being rejected. Only if the rejected is marked by the first mate or by another, or if one of the mates die, will the bond break.<br /> I entered my house and went to my room to pack my bags. You know, in every werewolf story the rejected mate writes letters before leaving. There's no logic to it. I mean, don't you get it? No one cares if you leave. No one cares if you die. No one cares if you slit your throat or get molested or murdered. That's the harsh truth. Why should I open my feelings on a letter make them feel pity? I can just run away and live my best life, away from them. It's not like they will send out search teams for you.<br /> I don't want pity. I can do better than that. I picked up my red lipstick and wrote in capitals before leaving. I know I'm dramatic but it serves them right. They'll remember this for years to come: women can walk away without feeling a twinge of guilt or regret.<br /> Showing vulnerability would only make me seem weak and I've let people walk over me way too many times.<br /> My mom was probably busy getting her hair done or something. That's the only thing she ever does. Or her nails. Or maybe she was out shopping with snobby people like herself. It's obvious that birds of a feather flock together. The only thing I ever liked about her is that she cooked for us, sometimes. Mom made a mean lasagna.<br /> Dad was probably with Alpha George. That's usually where he is. But then again, he also has this terrible habit of getting drunk during daylight hours. And once he even groped some other girl in front of the whole pack. Mom turned an ugly shade of red as she kicked him in the crotch. Those were the good days. It was fun when he laid on the couch with a bag of frozen peas on his groin and mom was nowhere around.<br /> Leaving was better for me anyway. Nothing was tying me down to this place. No friends. No proper family. I would be doing myself and them a favor.<br /> I took my dad's sleek black Porsche for my escapade. I might as well leave loaded and in style, besides it's high time I had a car.<br /> Just as I reached the pack border, I said, “I, Nikolina Reed, break all ties with the Solaris Eclipse Pack.” The patrol guards looked at me, but its not like they would stop me.<br /> The pack links broke and with that I revved up the engine and sped through the borders, driving towards my new life. A better life. It was a blessing that this pack did not care enough to stop me.<br /> <br /> >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><br /> Wanna listen more? download our App and check more! Novel ID: 99168!	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1,455,928	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	2106611639719197	🔥🔥 Click to Read 👉🏻👉🏻	"You can't divorce me, even if you want to. It's stipulated that you can't do it unless I agree."<br /> "I refuse to be tied for life to a woman like you! I suggest you sign the divorce papers so we can end this charade."<br /> "I won't sign! I won't do it just so you can run to the arms of that woman."<br /> "Then I will make your life a living hell!"<br /> ————————<br /> <br /> Alexander Williams, a multimillionaire tycoon and owner of Williams Construction, took Valentina, a stunningly curvy woman, as his wife. This match was orchestrated by the elder Williams, who tirelessly awaited his son's decision to settle down. Yet, as the playboy heir showed no signs of reformation, his father was left with no choice but to coerce him into the marriage with Valentina.<br /> <br /> The first time she laid eyes on Alexander, her world brightened—it was love at first sight. The exceedingly handsome man, with his brown locks, tall and muscular build, and piercing blue eyes, was the embodiment of her dreams.<br /> <br /> For Alexander, however, Valentina represented the antithesis of his desires. His addiction laid with model-esque figures and golden-haired beauties—these were his weakness, his downfall.<br /> <br /> Valentina was far from appealing in his eyes, her voluptuous body carrying a few extra pounds. It wasn't that she was overweight; her ample chest and rear gave her a larger appearance.<br /> <br /> Marrying Valentina was a bitter pill for Alexander, and their wedding night was nothing short of hellish for her. What she had hoped would be a gentle and romantic initiation turned into a brutal encounter. It was her first time, and he showed not an ounce of mercy.<br /> <br /> Despite Alexander's cold demeanour, Valentina couldn't have been more different: kind, affectionate, attentive, doting, she loved Alexander deeply.<br /> <br /> "Good evening, Mrs. Williams," greeted her husband's assistant.<br /> <br /> "Hello, Kelly. Please, don't announce me."<br /> <br /> "But..."<br /> <br /> "I'm asking you," Valentina pleaded with a pout.<br /> <br /> With a sigh, Kelly relented, nodding.<br /> <br /> For Valentina, tonight felt like a defining moment in her life, a hope that perhaps this news would bring her and her husband closer.<br /> <br /> Upon reaching her husband's office, she was met with raised voices.<br /> <br /> "How much longer?"<br /> <br /> "Lore, please, keep it down. I'll do it tonight, look, I've got the papers," Alexander showed.<br /> <br /> "This better be real, Alexander."<br /> <br /> "I promise, darling. You know you're the only woman that matters to me." Valentina's heart raced, her hands trembling.<br /> <br /> "I love you so much, my love. I can't wait to be your wife, the one waiting for you at home. I promise I'll make you happy and that we’ll have many children," Lore whispered, moving closer and pecking Alexander passionately.<br /> <br /> "You look stunning today," he complimented, with a firm squeeze on her behind.<br /> <br /> "All yours, my love," she gasped under his touch.<br /> <br /> Valentina had to cover her mouth, intending to surprise her husband, yet it was she who was taken aback, her heart shattered. She had never heard her husband say "I love you," compliment her, or invite her to dinner. He had never shown Valentina such affection.<br /> <br /> Hearing that woman moan and her husband's grunts of pleasure was too much. Reeling from the shock, she stepped back as if wishing to fade from existence, to avoid hearing more. As she stumbled back, expecting to fall, strong arms caught her.<br /> <br /> "Are you okay?"<br /> <br /> She shook her head, breaking down in tears. She tried to pull away, make her exit, but he grasped her hand.<br /> <br /> "Don't go! Can I help with anything?"<br /> <br /> She glanced one last time at the office door, and so did the man, understanding a fraction of her plight from the continuing moans.<br /> <br /> "I'm Felipe Gutenberg."<br /> <br /> "Please, take me away from here," Valentina whispered.<br /> <br /> Chivalrously, Felipe took her hand, and they walked toward the exit. The assistant didn't enjoy Valentina's pain but felt it was time she realized her husband's infidelity.<br /> <br /> Once outside the company,<br /> <br /> "Where to?" Felipe asked.<br /> <br /> "I... I just want to cry somewhere."<br /> <br /> "Shall I take you home?"<br /> <br /> "No." Valentina met his gaze, her honey eyes reflecting her sorrow.<br /> <br /> "Alright, I'll take you somewhere else."<br /> <br /> At a bar, Valentina had never touched beverage before. At 23, she always lived healthily and with principles.<br /> <br /> "You should take it slow."<br /> <br /> "I'm just so sad."<br /> <br /> "Don't cry, you're beautiful."<br /> <br /> "Then why doesn't my husband love me?"<br /> <br /> "Because he's an idiot!"<br /> <br /> Valentina fell silent, realizing from her watch that her husband must be home.<br /> <br /> "I suppose he didn't even notice I was gone," she mumbled. "I must go now. It was a pleasure, Mr...."<br /> <br /> "Gutenberg."<br /> <br /> "Right..." Valentina said, standing up.<br /> <br /> "I'll drive you."<br /> <br /> "No, I'm sorry... for wasting your time, goodbye."<br /> <br /> Dizzy after only a few sips due to her unaccustomed drinking, Valentina hailed a taxi, leaving Felipe puzzled and concerned.<br /> <br /> As the taxi drove, she cried once more, even stirring empathy in the driver. Gazing out the window, she reminisced about her wedding, longing for a hint of a smile from her husband, who was colder than ice.<br /> <br /> Upon arriving at the Williams mansion, she paid the taxi and with a heavy heart looked up at her home. With a bitter smile, she entered the mansion.<br /> <br /> Unexpectedly, Alexander was waiting, pacing anxiously in the main lounge.<br /> <br /> "Where have you been, Valentina?"<br /> <br /> "Hello, dear husband," she greeted him with a sad smile, her eyes brimming with tears.<br /> <br /> She continued towards her room.<br /> <br /> "Valentina, we need to talk!" Alexander shouted, surprised to see her cry—a rare sight indeed.<br /> <br /> Turning to face him, the spirits had its mild effect.<br /> <br /> "What's gotten into you?" Alexander demanded, incensed by Valentina's strange behaviour.<br /> <br /> "Dear husband, your eagerness for my return home isn't borne out of concern or love, or a desire to see me. It isn't due to appreciation for my care. Rather, you've come determined to ask for a divorce... Isn't that right?"<br /> -<br /> Alexander made a gesture of distaste.<br /> <br /> "You apparently want it too," he said.<br /> <br /> "Me?" Valentina frowned, tears streaming down her cheek, "What I want most is to have your love, but you... you're already looking to divorce me to rush into the arms of your lover."<br /> <br /> "Great! I'm glad you know. It saves us from having a silly conversation."<br /> <br /> "Silly? You're heartless! Didn't you come to appreciate me at all?" Valentina felt as if a knife was plunging through her heart.<br /> <br /> "I never felt anything for you; you're not my type. You're too intense. I married out of obligation for an heir; you couldn't even give me a child."<br /> <br /> "You only touched me once !" she screamed with all her might, leaving Alexander dumbfounded. "It was my first time, and you were a brute! Is that how you wanted me to have your child?"<br /> <br /> "What you won't do to me, you do to your mistress. I wish you had once made me moan the way you did to her just hours ago in your office. I wish I had ever heard you gasp with pleasure, but no, you despise me! And I... I was also forced to marry you."<br /> <br /> Alexander Williams is stunned.<br /> <br /> "You want to divorce me to run to the arms of that woman, she loves you and you love her, while I... I... Alexander, didn't you feel any remorse? I'm the one who takes care of your things, your diet, I live more for you than for myself, and you don't love me?"<br /> <br /> "I could never love a woman like you! I can't tell you how much I long to divorce you and give Lore the place she deserves. I loved Lore long before I met you, but my father forced me to marry you, a woman I only despise, because Lore was supposed to be my one and only wife. You ruined everything!"<br /> <br /> Valentina felt the knife pierce her heart again with that confession.<br /> <br /> "You can't divorce me, even if you want to. It's stipulated that you can't do it unless I agree."<br /> <br /> "I refuse to be tied for life to a woman like you! I suggest you sign the divorce papers so we can end this charade."<br /> <br /> "I won't sign! I won't do it just so you can run to the arms of that woman."<br /> <br /> "Then I will make your life a living blaze!"<br /> <br /> "You always have!" she cried out in agony.<br /> <br /> "Then give me divorce!"<br /> <br /> Valentina begins to cry, and all she feels is the urge to run to her room.<br /> <br /> "Valentina!" Alexander growls and chases after her, but she manages to lock herself in the bedroom they share. It was a strict order from the boss; if Alexander didn't comply, he wouldn't be put in charge of the construction company. "Valentina!" he bangs on the door loudly. "Open up!" he shouted arrogantly.<br /> <br /> Valentina enters the bathroom, turns on the faucet, and lets the water run over her body, soaking even the beautiful dress she was going to wear to break the news that she had been studying business administration online to work alongside him and spend more time together.<br /> <br /> She is completely drenched.<br /> <br /> "What do I do if I love him...? I love my husband, God help me," she pleads as she slides down the cold marble wall. "What do I do?" she clings to her legs while the water continues pouring over her body.<br /> <br /> Many thoughts wander through Valentina's mind, making her cry out of despair.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, Alexander is in a devilish rage, needing only to divorce Valentina to be with the woman he loves, but Valentina will not yield to his demands.<br /> <br /> The next day, Valentina is still sleeping and doesn't feel like getting up, especially since it's Sunday, the day her in-laws come for a family lunch. She always has everything ready on time, impeccable, but this time, her in-laws don't see what they expect every Sunday.<br /> <br /> "Isn't there anyone in this house?" the boss speaks aloud.<br /> <br /> "Good morning, Father," Alexander greets him, though upset, his parents must not know that he is seeking a divorce from Valentina.<br /> <br /> "Good morning, dear. Where is Valentina?" his mother asks.<br /> <br /> "She... is still sleeping."<br /> <br /> "How could that be? Could it be that there's a baby on board? Women tend to sleep more when they're pregnant," Alexander's mother gets excited.<br /> <br /> "Don't get your hopes up. She's just tired. I'll go get her, please wait a moment."<br /> <br /> Alexander's parents exchange puzzled glances since Valentina is usually the first to greet them.<br /> <br /> Alexander pounds on the door.<br /> <br /> "Come in," Valentina commands as she looks in the mirror. He thought she was still asleep, even though she had just woken up.<br /> <br /> "My parents have arrived," he informs her.<br /> <br /> "I know," she replies, fixing her hair, her eyes no longer sparkling at the sight of her husband.<br /> <br /> She walks past Alexander, but he grabs her arm.<br /> <br /> "Be careful with what you do," he warns her.<br /> <br /> Valentina pulls away from his grip, and without another word, they leave the room, Alexander behind her, discontented with Valentina's attitude.<br /> <br /> "Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Williams. I apologize for the delay," Valentina greets them with a smile.<br /> <br /> "Good morning, dear. It's unlike you not to be here when we enter. Are you alright?" Mrs. Williams asks.<br /> <br /> "Yes," she lies. But Mrs. Williams senses something is wrong. "I regret not receiving you as you deserve today. Please go ahead; I will call a chef to prepare a delicious lunch, as I feel a bit under the weather."<br /> <br /> "What's the matter, dear?" the boss asks.<br /> <br /> "Today is an important day for your son, Alexander. A day he has been eagerly awaiting. So... Dear, I hope you should be the one to break the great news to your parents," Valentina swallows hard. She has always been so reserved, but that betrayal and confession brutally wounded her heart. And maybe that's what filled her with courage because she has endured enough.<br /> <br /> "What's this news, son?" Alexander's mother asks, all eyes fixed on him.<br /> -<br /> Alexander fixates his blue gaze on Valentina, whose own eyes reflect a profound emptiness within her heart.<br /> <br /> Seeing that Alexander remains silent, Valentina speaks up.<br /> <br /> "We should probably wait until after lunch," she suggests.<br /> <br /> "Yes. Valentina is right. Please make yourselves comfortable, parents. I will call the chef to come to the mansion. Excuse us, but I need a moment alone with my wife. We won't be long."<br /> <br /> Alexander takes her by the hand and leads her to their bedroom, where he locks the door upon entering.<br /> <br /> "What are you trying to achieve, Valentina?" he asks impatiently.<br /> <br /> "I want you to face the consequences of your actions," she retorts, only to be backed against the wall by Alexander.<br /> <br /> She can feel his breath; it's pointless to hope for a pecking, a touch, yet all he wants is to push her away forever.<br /> <br /> "Don't play games with me!" Alexander hisses through clenched teeth.<br /> <br /> "You're the one playing games! I hope that when this comes to light, you find true happiness with that woman."<br /> <br /> "Of course, I will. So after lunch, you should tell my parents that you no longer want to live with me, and that divorce is the only answer."<br /> <br /> "I won't do it! For someone so tall and handsome, you really can't stand your ground," Valentina challenges him.<br /> <br /> "You're quite feisty!"<br /> <br /> "Because of you! You've brought out this defiance in me, but I refuse to comply, so last night I did some thinking," Valentina shoves past Alexander.<br /> <br /> "Be straightforward," Alexander grows impatient.<br /> <br /> "Do you want a divorce to be with her? Then it will be easy. Since you've suffered through three years of marriage with my unwelcome presence because I'm not enough for you, I have a proposition. It's this or nothing," Valentina states firmly, locking eyes with him, and then inadvertently, his lips.<br /> <br /> "I won’t follow your rules!"<br /> <br /> "Then think about how you'll tell your parents," she shoves Alexander aside, and he clenches his jaw in tension.<br /> <br /> "Just tell them you don't want to be with me, and that's it !"<br /> <br /> "No. I won't. Because what I overheard in your office yesterday broke my heart, but you don't care about that. If you've never had any consideration, then I owe you none," Valentina lifts her chin, holding back tears.<br /> <br /> "What do you want in exchange for divorce?" Alexander grunts.<br /> <br /> She turns to look into his eyes.<br /> <br /> "Pretend to love me for three months."<br /> <br /> "What!?" Alexander frowns in disbelief.<br /> <br /> "Just three months. Make me feel special. Take me out, peck me, whisper sweet nothings in front of your parents, take me to your company's important events, work with me – make me a priority. And most importantly, have intercourse with me three times a week."<br /> <br /> Hearing this, Alexander laughs heartily.<br /> <br /> "We haven't got time for games, Valentina! My parents are waiting."<br /> <br /> "Then don't keep them waiting any longer and accept my proposal."<br /> <br /> "What do you stand to gain from all this?" Alexander looks at her with loathing.<br /> <br /> "It doesn't matter! Just tell me if you accept or not; we’re running out of time," Valentina finds a strange satisfaction in watching the anguish on Alexander's face, which doesn't compare to the pain in her tiny heart – a wound he opened that almost made her wish for death.<br /> <br /> "Nonsense! I don't want to peck you, touch you – I don't want to!" Alexander's words hurt Valentina even more. "I had to get drunk on our wedding night just to have intercourse with you," another stab at her heart.<br /> <br /> "Then sort out your problem! I won't waste any more time with you," she strides toward the door, but a desperate Alexander grabs her hand and pins her against the wall before she can leave.<br /> <br /> Valentina's treacherous heart, masochistic in its thrumming, starts racing crazily.<br /> <br /> "Just three months?" he asks between gritted teeth.<br /> <br /> "Yes," she replies curtly.<br /> <br /> "Let it be just three months! And having intercourse just once a week," Alexander frowns.<br /> <br /> "Twice, and I never want to know about your mistress at the company again. It's embarrassing. It must be the last time, or I'll tell your parents the truth about your cruelty."<br /> <br /> "You're worse than I thought! I hate you even more!" Alexander growls arrogantly and leaves, Valentina collapsing into a sea of tears, knowing her husband hates instead of loves her. She cries to ease her heart, then touches up her makeup to hide the wound unseen but felt as a burning within.<br /> <br /> Regaining her strength, Valentina returns to the living room where Alexander's parents are sipping spirits and discussing the company.<br /> <br /> The chef arrives just in time to start cooking.<br /> <br /> "Why did you take so long, dear?" Alexander's mother asks, offering her a glass of spirits, and is taken aback as Valentina downs it in one go. "Is everything alright, sweetheart?"<br /> <br /> "I'm sorry, I was just very thirsty. It looks like we've run out of spirits; I'll get another bottle," Valentina stands up.<br /> <br /> "Wait, darling, I'll go," Alexander interjects, taking her hand. Despite the spark she feels hearing him call her 'darling,' she knows it's fake, all too fake.<br /> <br /> "I'll go, don't worry."<br /> <br /> "Then let's go together," he suggests, and they head to the minibar.<br /> <br /> "Valentina, this isn't like you. My parents are getting suspicious; behave yourself. I won't say it again."<br /> <br /> She ignores him, opens the spirits, pours another glass, and drinks it deeply.<br /> <br /> "Valentina!" Alexander chides, but he notices his mother approaching and quickly acts by pecking his wife's lips.<br /> -<br /> Valentina was taken aback, yet found pleasure in the peck, what astonished Alexander the most was that she introduced her tongue into it.<br /> <br /> "These youngsters... save your passion for the night," Mrs. Williams teased.<br /> <br /> Valentina stopped pecking him to lower her gaze, truly, she was completely flushed, she did not even turn to look at Alexander, not wanting the joy of the peck to be marred by his typically icy stare.<br /> <br /> Mrs. Williams took hold of the spirits bottle and then winked at Valentina, leaving them alone.<br /> <br /> "You make me do these things," he muttered under his breath, "I need you to behave."<br /> <br /> "Don't talk to me like that!" Valentina snapped back at his sarcasm and walked away to her in-laws, leaving Alexander by himself.<br /> <br /> "By the way, I have something important to tell you, on my behalf... I'm going to work at the construction company, I studied business administration, so my husband and I will spend more time together," Valentina smiled, knowing that Alexander was seething with anger.<br /> <br /> "That sounds wonderful, it's just like when my husband and I worked together to grow the construction business, those were the days, such fond memories. But then Alexander came along, and I dedicated myself to him, and of course, I have no regrets, I feel like I've enjoyed every stage," Mrs. Williams said, looking at Valentina with great fondness.<br /> <br /> Alexander's cell phone rang, causing Valentina to fix her gaze on him.<br /> <br /> "Aren't you going to answer that, dear husband?"<br /> <br /> "It's family day, so... I don't want to," he replied, "DEAR WIFE."<br /> <br /> Yet, Alexander's phone continued to ring.<br /> <br /> "Answer, son, it might be important," his father advised, and Valentina poured herself more beverage, watching Alexander intently.<br /> <br /> "Excuse me," Alexander rose to take the call.<br /> <br /> "Lore, love," Lore was on edge, needing to know if Alexander had kept his word.<br /> <br /> "Sweety," he whispered.<br /> <br /> "Why are you whispering? What's wrong, my love?"<br /> <br /> "Lore, my parents are here."<br /> <br /> "I see. You don't know how much I look forward to us living together, having your parents visit, and I'll take such good care of them."<br /> <br /> "I know..."<br /> <br /> "You haven't told your fat wife yet."<br /> <br /> Alexander sighed, "Listen, things are getting complicated because Valentina threatened me."<br /> <br /> "She's manipulating you, Alex!" Lore exclaimed impatiently.<br /> <br /> "Don't be angry, darling, let me handle this. How much longer must I wait?"<br /> <br /> "Listen, I don't want to argue right now, please, don't add more storms to my life, I promise I'll settle this, but for now, don't call me."<br /> <br /> While Alexander was on the phone, Valentina watched from a distance, knowing that he was talking to his mistress.<br /> <br /> Alexander had to delay his return due to Lore's anger, and Valentina had her demands as a result.<br /> <br /> After the eventful lunch, Valentina bid farewell to her in-laws and grabbed a beverage bottle from the mini-bar. She was still deeply hurt, having only discovered her husband's infidelity yesterday and struggled to accept it.<br /> <br /> As she headed to the garden, Alexander called out, "Valentina, we need to talk," and she stopped.<br /> <br /> "I've said what I needed to say!" she kept walking, and he turned furious.<br /> <br /> He followed her and gripped her arm.<br /> <br /> "You can't ignore me! I'm still the man of this house! You owe me respect!"<br /> <br /> Valentina freed herself from his grasp, and with her free hand, she slapped her husband's godlike face.<br /> <br /> "You demand respect when you were the first to fail! Are you truly the man of the house? That's too big for you!" she growled while Alexander snatched the beverage bottle from her hand and hurled it against the wall.<br /> <br /> "No matter, I'll find another!" she laughed in his face, increasing his ire. He was annoyed at her newfound defiance; throughout their three-year marriage, she had been practically submissive to whatever he said, but now, she was entirely the opposite.<br /> <br /> She walked over to the mini-bar, opened a new bottle of beverage, and drank from it directly.<br /> <br /> "You're becoming an alcoholic!"<br /> <br /> "You know, Alexander," she turned to look at him with a gaze that was both cold and empty, "life has a way of dealing with karma, and when life makes you pay for all you've done to me, you'll understand my pain, but since you don't care right now—don't mess up my life!"<br /> <br /> At that moment, the doorbell rang.<br /> <br /> "Did you hear that? Maybe it's your mistress!" Valentina mocked. "Go open the door! Hurry, and welcome that woman with your arms wide open!"<br /> <br /> "You have no idea what you're talking about!" Alexander raised his voice and went to open the door; it was Milan, Alexander's best friend.<br /> <br /> "Milan, you're back," greeted Alexander.<br /> <br /> "Yes, the vacation was too long. But look at Mrs. Williams, how beautiful you look today, Valentina," Milan complimented her, and she offered a smile.<br /> <br /> "At least you aren't blind," she threw a barb, setting down the spirits<br /> bottle and passing by them, "you have a lot to talk about."<br /> <br /> "Where do you think you're going?" Alexander demanded, following her.<br /> <br /> "Leave me alone! By the way... I might not come back tonight, goodbye Milan, make yourself at home," Valentina smiled and left the house.<br /> <br /> "Valentina!" Alexander growled.<br /> <br /> "Is it my imagination, or does Valentina want to kill you? What did you do, buddy?" Milan looked at Alexander questioningly.<br /> <br /> "That woman is a nightmare!" Alexander complained and stormed out of the house. 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1,456,035	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	301814252961037	💖 Click on my link now and start your weight loss journey with me! 💪	👍𝐅𝐃𝐀 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬 , '𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐤'𝐬' 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬!<br /> FINAL CALL to save up to 55% with our new Happy Days Sale!<br /> 😩 Sick and Tired of Diets and Workouts That Never Live Up to Their Promises?<br /> It's time for a radical shift. Get ready to step into your holiday outfits, not just with confidence but with a victorious stride.<br /> You're not alone in this fight against stubborn fat.<br /> The truth is, most diets and workout regimes are set up for failure, leaving you in a loop of frustration.<br /> But what if you could change all that? Picture yourself, not just fitting into your favorite holiday attire, but owning the room with it.	LEARN_MORE	https://ketomarket.uk.com/sukelly	118290638044208	Keto Slimmer	https://facebook.com/61553105710474	0	6	1,577,171,446,404,662	2024-04-24 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Learn more	Keto Slimmer	6569333264011	ketomarket.uk.com	NONE	video		https://ketomarket.uk.com/sukelly		2024-04-24 10:53	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438745453_813803860604806_5687281517906228414_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pDUSQlwaF6EAb4oPqKo&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCr8hSrPxxEFaJGJsGfSARSlEQKjHf-9tYsYpm0qgjqew&oe=662F5C70	person_profile	0	Keto Slimmer	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438701313_981245196242851_3169203604538355450_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3zySY6E4J1UAb5ZGm3D&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfA2otKLggn5BkcI-skmwE7gwRhgnU7o7YPkS7mb13pmcw&oe=662F5CC1	3	Keto Slimmer	2024-04-24 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,456,054	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	722473126480654	Avg. 22.5% Weight Loss - For Busy Men	For busy men who are fed-up with failed weight loss attempts. Tackle obesity with GLP-1 medication treatments that actually work. Get to a healthy weight (for good) with Fella.	LEARN_MORE	https://www.fellahealth.com/fella-quiz	105153277878660	Fella Health	https://facebook.com/fellahealth	1,884	1	2,262,651,404,093,265	2024-04-24 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Learn More	Fella Health	120207554693830665	fellahealth.com	NONE	dco	{{product.description}}	https://www.fellahealth.com/fella-quiz		2024-04-24 10:58	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/439908634_1116867212698409_7185051680665797177_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=f1-S9_D7XHUAb5TP3-H&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfC3quSNr1NCoYfoKx77bUNebBvgp4z_7BAW7I_WSGY1kw&oe=662F6155	person_profile	0	Fella	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/439856378_406572835639164_1644405776922386590_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8uWNNwJq8jsAb7S-QHH&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfA1JiSwwIXO9IoXCMQA6ah4SxwgvG8ynxhs5pHZWyEyxA&oe=662F8ADD	3	Fella Health	2024-04-24 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,456,130	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	7455397421206249	1996 Dodge Ram 1500 Club Cab · Short Bed	1996 Dodge Ram 1500 Club Cab · Short Bed - $3,000.00 4000.00<br /> <br /> Description:<br /> Letting go of my extra vehicle- it doesn't get used (100 miles last year) It's been in the family for 10+years.<br /> Things I've had replaced in the last year:<br /> Clutch<br /> Front and rear ball joints and suspension<br /> Engine 02 sensors<br /> Engine seals<br /> Battery<br /> <br /> Cat converter was replaced 3 years ago. <br /> <br /> This truck has no leaks, runs strong and has a Pioneer Bluetooth stereo. Good shape interior too! 2wd<br /> It'll make someone happy. Make an offer<br /> <br /> Location: Meridian, ID<br /> Delivery Method: In-Person<br /> <br /> Currently For Sale On Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/110491769417	111333543605423	Kelly Parrish	/marketplace/?seller_profile=516127887	0	1	684,726,677,048,968	2024-04-24 02:00	regular_page	eligible	NONE	0	1	1	Contact us	Kelly Parrish	120207756262330018		NONE	image		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/1104917694170960/		2024-04-24 10:46		regular_page	1	Kelly Parrish	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/439874171_2473674486354115_6172748329063935103_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ad3Kp4RqjFIAb55kEoh&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCRmwdLC6S4KLgMFV4Fd4LN5rQjoAARUDVflIJI23B5Lw&oe=662F85AA	3	Kelly Parrish	2024-04-24 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,456,140	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	7405539332816640	Senior Sessions	DARE TO STAND OUT:<br /> SENIOR SESSIONS THAT DEFY THE ORDINARY AND EMBRACE YOUR INDIVIDUALITY.	MESSAGE_PAGE		163990386958407	Kelly Phillips Photography LLC	https://facebook.com/KellyPhillipsPhotographyFloydVA	2,689	1	995,612,952,127,968	2024-04-24 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0	Send message	Kelly Phillips Photography LLC	120209318494600682		NONE	image			{"type":"VISUAL_EDITOR","version":2,"landing_screen_type":"welcome_message","media_type":"text","text_format":{"customer_action_type":"ice_breakers","message":{"ice_breakers":[{"title":"I'm interested. Can you tell me more?","response":""},{"title":"What are your hours?","response":""},{"title":"Where are you located?","response":""}],"text":"Hi {{user_first_name}}! Please let us know how we can help you."}},"user_edit":false,"autofill_message_edited":false,"ice_breakers_edited":false,"welcome_message_edited":false,"surface":"boosted_post"}	2024-04-24 10:45	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438833487_716755620394897_1687743918382145756_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wsQhWjMS87oAb7hlIqC&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCOFHkdV9oFRbCveIYTtsAY6NxjUd7aiSjNFl3Sev0K0Q&oe=662F764C	person_profile	0	Kelly Phillips	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438725395_1443617209570793_6378797889152514905_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Mb7pAKy6GswAb63_jW2&_nc_oc=AdhlN1hOPHgupTwNI7VgD69ET0myh7NJs0krIVLOQK54lC5aRF37cAJmb7DnzNuYiws&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBCpi6HIx1GDaTxOh1vMFhQTeL-cTzC-AC0T7d0i8mdQw&oe=662F722B	3	Kelly Phillips Photography LLC	2024-04-24 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,456,166	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	1177941913202965	Flashback Cinema	<a href="https://www.facebook.com/AlfredHitchcockOfficial">Alfred Hitchcock</a>'s DIAL M FOR MURDER, back in THEATRES! Grace Kelly & Ray Milland star in this delightful concoction of murder and deception, with twists and turns that will keep you happily on the edge of your seat! See it on the BIG SCREEN Sun May 5 & Wed May 8. For locations go to <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2FFlashbackCinema.net%2F&h=AT07zwdDAmrNzvbXrvcmUP3YOLFw-iP2uO0TPqN8pqrnz5Go4U_3KT4AdWGiylkeE7tbsr8viVdghP_Wz6YkTwIz5GkB0iIomPfdUxqiEEEfyuMcSc2ekpGtyN-0Ll6e74LZXvx5dE4YYPvK0W9C8A" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">FlashbackCinema.net.</a>		https://facebook.com/flashbackcinema	215472342175629	Flashback Cinema	https://facebook.com/flashbackcinema	40,602	1	2,646,186,062,210,843	2024-04-24 02:00	person_profile	eligible	NONE	0	1	0		Flashback Cinema	6611098505106		NONE	image	CLASSIC MOVIES ON THE BIG SCREEN at Various Theatre Locations in the US.	https://facebook.com/flashbackcinema		2024-04-24 10:38	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/439849271_1160926281604070_911450573119320158_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hLPbvsoyny8Ab5qX4an&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCzw38epIOjQZKT7WHCKw9Hm8T3_LcIUpU9fgyW68l5sQ&oe=662F574E	person_profile	0	John Hersker	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/440133801_3735161416726417_4999813890498589943_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rhBKZdlIQJ0Ab57S_SF&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDqxAOD4ANAaL6CQoys9MGtZeowCWRiOLiJGHYea4nT3A&oe=662F6DFC	3	Flashback Cinema	2024-04-24 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,456,184	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	751256793795897	Ladies Night with Severe Thrill	The one and only Los Gatos LADIES NIGHT returns to Number 1 Broadway with SEVERE THRILL, a Dance Party Pop salute to chart topping ladies on Friday, April 26 @ 9pm \| 21+ \| $10 Cover after 8 pm. DJ VISION 1 starts the party for happy hour at 7pm! * Ladies in Free All Night * <br /> <br /> SEVERE THRILL is a modern Pop / R&B-Soul / Dance / Rock event cover band and musical salute to chart-topping ladies. Our show is the ULTIMATE LADIES NIGHT soundtrack featuring the hits of Adele, Alicia Keys, Ariana Grande, Amy Winehouse, Beyoncé, Chaka Khan, Dua Lipa, Elle King, Katy Perry, Kelly Clarkson, Jessie J, Lady Gaga, Lizzo, Maren Morris, Paramore, Pink, Rihanna, Shania Twain, SZA, Taylor Swift, Whitney Houston and many more. Experience the SEVERE THRILL of great music!	EVENT_RSVP	https://www.facebook.com/events/7454882294627276/	186852414690990	Number 1 Broadway Nightclub	https://facebook.com/number1broadway	3,515	1	816,717,770,362,589	2024-04-24 02:00	regular_page	eligible	NONE	0	1	1	INTERESTED	Number 1 Broadway Nightclub	120208537907810313	Ladies Night with Severe Thrill	NONE	event	The one and only Los Gatos LADIES NIGHT returns to Number 1 Broadway with SEVERE THRILL, a Dance Party Pop salute to chart topping ladies on Friday, April 26 @ 9pm \| 21+ \| $10 Cover after 8 pm. DJ VISION 1 starts the party for happy hour at 7pm! * Ladies in Free All Night * SEVERE THRILL is a modern Pop / R&B-Soul / Dance / Rock event cover band and musical salute to chart-topping ladies. Our show is the ULTIMATE LADIES NIGHT soundtrack featuring the hits of Adele, Alicia Keys, Ariana Grande, Amy Winehouse, Beyoncé, Chaka Khan, Dua Lipa, Elle King, Katy Perry, Kelly Clarkson, Jessie J, Lady Gaga, Lizzo, Maren Morris, Paramore, Pink, Rihanna, Shania Twain, SZA, Taylor Swift, Whitney Houston and many more. Experience the SEVERE THRILL of great music!	https://www.facebook.com/events/7454882294627276/		2024-04-24 10:28	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/439108278_3619975011585776_2237626668985967029_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6KYPTCpyo-AAb7IVcth&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfD05frLPTldxfF0FpvHsyPp2MSFxg-N9E-vh89wK9dOxQ&oe=662F825A	person_profile	0			3	Number 1 Broadway Nightclub	2024-04-24 02:00	View Edit Delete
1,456,243	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	Yes	2024-04-24 19:21	active	602	981229663743588	New Mattresses marked down	Come See Us & Save Lots of Money! 💥 - $50.00<br /> <br /> Description:<br /> Best inventory. Best Prices. Come make a deal. Clearance Warehouse. Brand New Mattresses & Furniture. We care about you saving money and having the best looking furniture and most comfiest mattress! <br /> <br /> Location: Meridian, ID<br /> Delivery Method: In-Person<br /> <br /> Condition: New<br /> <br /> Currently For Sale On Facebook Marketplace	CONTACT_US	https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/249410934621	400276413857630	Kelly Harris	/marketplace/?seller_profile=100000705872213	0	0	1,168,422,644,154,992	2024-04-24 02:00	regular_page	eligible	NONE	0	1	1	Contact us	Kelly Harris	6596775309437		NONE	image		https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/24941093462148805/		2024-04-24 10:24	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/438095770_465290552511464_4983255435743637618_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=G8jdrLPiPQgAb6qV-lr&_nc_oc=AdiP_OnlSaWR2P7-4NUDkd-w1HJmEfCWcoJx1KxR-IufDq2PORzWTVkPGtFSpqzCNDA&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBnyj0Ay_U4dpRhPfIavINutPluliOr58d0GVzdsftWXw&oe=662F8582	regular_page	1	Kelly Harris	https://scontent-sjc3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/437727676_292256073925184_7993345299078022120_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=EWklkAxtee4Ab7aQD7J&_nc_ht=scontent-sjc3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCaTe-_NmpBUf_tgatIv3kfPbaN3YAVmEv_8G4bME6M6Q&oe=662F8302	3	Kelly Harris	2024-04-24 02:00	View Edit Delete

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