Hate for Love, No More in This Life — Novel

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In a world where love and hate collide, Sophia Evans and Daniel Carter are locked in a battle that defies all logic. Their arranged marriage has devolved into a bitter feud, filled with sabotage and betrayal. After four years apart, Daniel returns, not just to reclaim his place in Sophia's life, but to unleash a shocking engagement gift worth eighty million dollars. But what does Daniel really want? Is it revenge, or is there something deeper lurking beneath the surface?

As tensions flare at a lavish engagement party, old wounds resurface, and the stakes escalate. With a baby on the way and a new fiancé in the picture, Sophia must navigate a minefield of emotions and past grievances. Every slap and insult exchanged only deepens the complexity of their relationship, forcing her to confront her feelings for the man who once shattered her heart.

Can they break free from their toxic cycle of violence and resentment, or are they doomed to repeat the same mistakes? In this tale of love, betrayal, and redemption, the question looms: what if hate was just a mask for something far more powerful?

Hate for Love, No More in This LifeChapter 1

After my arranged marriage with Daniel Carter, we both wished the other would die.

He spread fake scandalous photos of me online; I went live and slapped his mistress.

He destroyed three years of my research; I ruined his eighty-million-dollar contract.

The cruelest moment was when he scattered my grandmother’s ashes, and I cut his brake lines.

Daniel left for the United States with a broken leg, and everyone assumed the engagement was over.

But when I got engaged again, Daniel returned fully recovered, bringing an eighty-million-dollar engagement gift.

“Sophia Evans, he’s not worthy of you—come here!”

“Who’s that, the Carter heir?”

“Is he insane? Didn’t Sophia nearly cripple him years ago? He almost died, and now he’s back to marry her?”

“You don’t get it. This is Carter’s revenge. Eighty million dollars—doesn’t that number sound familiar?”

Eighty million—the very contract I had sabotaged.

I lowered my gaze with a small smile and stayed silent.

The crowd parted to make way.

Daniel walked up and slapped the check down in front of me.

“Sophia, such a flashy engagement to an unknown man—was it all just to force me back?”