My Dear Ex-Husband, You No Longer Have the Right to Love Me! — Novel

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Evelyn thought she had it all: a loving husband, a growing family, and a life filled with dreams. But when she discovers the shocking truth behind Beckett's betrayal, everything she believed crumbles. An anonymous text reveals a web of lies, infidelity, and a heart-wrenching history that threatens to tear her world apart. As her due date approaches, the weight of their shattered relationship becomes unbearable, leaving her to question: how could the man she loved betray her so cruelly?

Amidst the chaos of deceit, Evelyn grapples with her own heartache and the impending arrival of a child. Can she find the strength to break free from the man who has only seen her as a means to an end? Or will she succumb to the pain of betrayal and the memories of a love that felt so real? With each passing day, the stakes grow higher, and the truth looms closer.

As Beckett fights to win her back, Evelyn must confront her feelings and the reality of their broken vows. Can love survive the darkest of betrayals, or is it too late for reconciliation? In a tale woven with drama, heartbreak, and the search for self-worth, Evelyn embarks on a journey to reclaim her life—and her heart.

My Dear Ex-Husband, You No Longer Have the Right to Love Me!Chapter 1

"Mom, I want to divorce Beckett Shaw, leave my child and abandon him," I sobbed into the phone.

My mom's panicked voice echoed through the line: "Should I pick you up now?"

"In two weeks, mom. I need to clean up here," I whispered.

My hands trembled as I hung up.

Today, I'm einth months pregnant, due in a month, when I received a receipt from the Paradise Resort, the largest hotel in town.

It read: "Hope you and your partner had a wonderful night."

My husband of seven years, Beckett Shaw, had frequented the same place where we'd spent our first night together with his mistress for the past two years.

The first time was two years ago—the day I had a miscarriage.

Just then, an anonymous text message arrived on my phone:

"His one true love, capable of bearing an heir to the family, unlike an infertile wife. We made love last night in your honeymoon suite."

"By the way, let me tell you a few more truths. When you were kidnapped during your first year of marriage, he was enjoying me in a hotel two blocks away. While he was sleeping with me, he personally disconnected your call for help."