

For seven years, Clara lived in the perfect romance her husband, Dean, had crafted just for her—until the day her hospitalized daughter led her to Dean’s biggest lie. Clara catches him with his mistress. Dean—who had already tricked her into giving him her entire fortune—tears off his gentle mask and forces her to sign a divorce that leaves her with nothing, or he’ll take their daughter from her. Shattered, deceived, and stripped of everything, Clara finally wakes up. This time, she will take back her empire—and make Dean pay for every second of betrayal.

"Evelyn Harper stood by Ethan Walker as he rose from nothing to build a multimillion-dollar fortune. But in the third year of their marriage, she discovered that he had been carrying on a long-term affair with her best friend, Claire Bennett. Claire repeatedly framed Evelyn by blaming her for Claire’s miscarriage, fabricating text messages, arranging false witnesses, and even switching out a protection dog. Refusing to investigate the truth, Ethan punished his wife again and again with whipping, ice water, and confinement in a dog cage. Evelyn finally took off her wedding ring, filed for divorce, pressed charges against Ethan for assault, and reclaimed the clients and business resources that she and the Harper family had brought him. Only after Evelyn left him for good did Ethan uncover Claire’s deception and realize that he had personally carried out every act of cruelty against his wife. As his career, reputation, and marriage collapsed one after another, he followed Evelyn to San Francisco and begged for forgiveness, only to be firmly rejected. Reunited with her family, Evelyn rebuilt both her career and her life. Through Ryan Carter’s years of patient and restrained devotion, she also learned to believe in love again, this time entirely on her own terms."

Claire, the heiress to a wealthy family, conceals her identity to marry Edward, a man of humble means. However, after being betrayed and humiliated by Edward and his mother, Claire strikes back and reclaims everything that is rightfully hers, eventually finding true love with Will, a lawyer who steadfastly waited by her side.

Elvira, an ordinary young woman, had secretly loved Alessio, heir to the Argento family, an old-line Las Vegas mafia clan, for five years. Urged by her best friend Bianca—Alessio’s adopted sister and an orphan of unknown origin—she married him in a whirlwind. It was only after three years of marriage that she discovered her husband truly loved his adopted sister Bianca, and that he had married a low-born girl like her merely as a cover for this shameful forbidden love. Heartbroken, Elvira quietly had Alessio sign the divorce papers with his own hands and left for Switzerland. A year later, she returned to Las Vegas as the chief jewelry appraiser of the Geneva International Auction House. The family heir who had once looked down on everyone had by then been expelled from the family and was fighting for survival in underground boxing rings. He approached her again and again, confessed his remorse, and even threw himself in front of an out-of-control car to protect her—but she never looked back.

In my last life, my sister Serena Vega ran to Monaco the night before her wedding, and my family shoved me into her dress before dawn. Damian Lucchese, the young Godfather of New York, had been waiting at the altar for her. The moment he lifted my veil and saw me instead, the warmth in his eyes went cold. For five years, I was his hidden wife. The underworld knew he was married, but no one knew to whom. My parents blamed me for stealing Serena’s place and still failing to keep his heart. Then Serena came home. That Christmas, Damian took her and my parents to his mountain estate. When a blizzard hit, his men rushed everyone onto the helicopter. No one remembered me. I died in that frozen house, three months pregnant with Damian’s child. When I opened my eyes again, Serena had just returned to New York. This time, I would not beg for love. Only when I truly walked away, none of them had the right to regret it.

I’m the Chief Counsel for Donatello Vexille, the Godfather of the Vexille family. I’m also his secret wife. At night, he’d pull me close, take me with a ragged violence, leaving his marks on me, a brutal claim I couldn’t refuse. But by day, I was just his lawyer. All he had for me were cold commands. We lived like that for three years. I decided I was done. But he couldn’t know. When I handed him the divorce papers, disguised as a bill of lading, and he signed his name, a breath I didn’t know I was holding finally escaped me. I chased him for seven years and was married to him for three. Whatever was left of my heart finally flatlined. I knew I could never have his. Because it already belonged to someone else: Angelina, his underboss’s sister. He remembered her favorite restaurant. He got blind drunk with joy when she filed for divorce. He even posted his personal guards outside her door. Those were honors I never had. So I tricked him into signing the papers, packed my things, and vanished. What I didn't expect was what he did after I left. He put a king's ransom on my location, and even announced to the whole world that I was his wife.

Susan Todd, heiress of the wealthy Todds, was abducted as a child and subsequently rescued by Hans Lawson. In gratitude, she marries Hans, who is now the CEO of Lawson Group. Hans has been searching for the little girl with whom he made a marriage pact back then. Unaware that Susan is the one, Hans forces her to divorce, only to be overcome by regret when Susan reveals her true identity later on.

Vincenzo Moretti was Stonehaven’s youngest financial titan— a tech mogul commanding a multibillion-dollar empire, gracing the covers of business magazines as a modern legend. But only a select few knew the truth: he was also the ruthless Don controlling the East Coast mafia. To him, wealth and power were mere chips in a game. And I? I was just another pawn used to stabilize a fragile family alliance. In our ten-year marriage, he slept with my friends, my coworkers… every single person I once trusted. Then one morning, as I took our one-month-old baby for a routine checkup, Sienna Newton, his latest mistress, ran me down with her car. The baby screamed endlessly. I begged her to take us to the hospital, and when Vincenzo arrived, he looked at me with cold disdain. “Isabella,” he sneered, “when did you learn to stage accidents? “Even if you died here, I wouldn’t bat an eye.” Then he took Sienna’s hand and walked away without a backward glance. By the time I was rushed to the hospital, the child in my arms had suffocated. Upon hearing the news, my mother suffered a heart attack. She didn’t survive. I slipped into a coma for two days. When I finally woke up, I found out that Vincenzo never visited. Instead, his father, Renato Moretti, the true king of the Moretti empire, stood by my bedside. I looked at him calmly and said, “Let me go. Whatever I owed your family, I’ve repaid in full with two lives.” Later, that same Don who had once looked down on me knelt before me, begging me to come home. But I was no longer the woman who waited, silent and broken, for his change of heart. I was the Don’s wife who turned away and never looked back.

Vincenzo Moretti was Stonehaven’s youngest financial titan— a tech mogul commanding a multibillion-dollar empire, gracing the covers of business magazines as a modern legend. But only a select few knew the truth: he was also the ruthless Don controlling the East Coast mafia. To him, wealth and power were mere chips in a game. And I? I was just another pawn used to stabilize a fragile family alliance. In our ten-year marriage, he slept with my friends, my coworkers… every single person I once trusted. Then one morning, as I took our one-month-old baby for a routine checkup, Sienna Newton, his latest mistress, ran me down with her car. The baby screamed endlessly. I begged her to take us to the hospital, and when Vincenzo arrived, he looked at me with cold disdain. “Isabella,” he sneered, “when did you learn to stage accidents? “Even if you died here, I wouldn’t bat an eye.” Then he took Sienna’s hand and walked away without a backward glance. By the time I was rushed to the hospital, the child in my arms had suffocated. Upon hearing the news, my mother suffered a heart attack. She didn’t survive. I slipped into a coma for two days. When I finally woke up, I found out that Vincenzo never visited. Instead, his father, Renato Moretti, the true king of the Moretti empire, stood by my bedside. I looked at him calmly and said, “Let me go. Whatever I owed your family, I’ve repaid in full with two lives.” Later, that same Don who had once looked down on me knelt before me, begging me to come home. But I was no longer the woman who waited, silent and broken, for his change of heart. I was the Don’s wife who turned away and never looked back.

I was finally pregnant after three years of marriage. I was going to head to where my husband works with a lunchbox in my hand to tell him the good news. But I ended up being mistaken as a mistress by his secretary. She dumped the food I had prepared on my head, stripped my clothes off, and continued to hit me until I had a miscarriage. “You’re just a servant. How dare you seduce Mr. Gates and bear his child? “Today, I’ll make sure you suffer the consequences of being a mistress!” She then went to my husband asking for a reward. “Mr. Gates, I took care of a servant who wanted to seduce you. How are you going to reward me?”