Divorced the CEO After His Mistress Tried to Kill Me — Novel

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After a near-fatal accident, Gladys Harding finds herself tangled in a web of betrayal and deceit. Her husband, Leo James, once the man she trusted most, has thrown their vows away, leaving her to navigate a world where his young mistress, Virginia, seems to be stepping into her shoes—both literally and figuratively. As tensions rise in the hospital room, a simple car accident spirals into a dramatic confrontation, revealing just how fragile their marriage has become.

Gladys is no ordinary woman; she’s a fierce business mogul, hardened by years in the ruthless world of finance. Now, she faces a choice that could change everything: will she continue to play the dutiful wife, or will she unleash the storm brewing inside her? Virginia, with her doe-eyed innocence, stands as both a rival and an enigma, making Gladys question not just her husband's fidelity but her own heart.

As secrets unravel and alliances shift, Gladys must confront the truth about her marriage, her ambitions, and the lengths she’s willing to go to reclaim her life. Will she rise from the ashes of betrayal, or will the weight of love and resentment crush her?

Divorced the CEO After His Mistress Tried to Kill MeChapter 1

Leo James crashed while picking up my car. Fractured tibia.

By the time I reached the hospital, a girl with swollen, tear-streaked eyes was shrieking at me:

"Who do you think you are, making Mr. James fetch your car? If you hadn't been too lazy to go yourself, he never would've gotten hurt!"

"Do you have any idea that Mr. James fractured his leg? That he bruised his ribs?"

Her tone dripped with self-righteousness—like she was scolding a servant who'd stepped out of line.

It wasn't just me. Every friend and relative who'd come to visit Leo stood frozen, staring.

Leo shot her an indulgent glance, then turned to placate me:

"She's just protective of her clients. Speaks her mind a little too freely. Don't take it personally."

His heart hadn't been with me for a long time. Of course I wouldn't take it personally.

I studied the weeping girl with detached calm, waiting until she'd exhausted herself into silence.

"Finished? Good. My turn."

"This is the second time your dealership has made this kind of amateur mistake. Either you give me a satisfactory explanation, or you can deal with the police and Harding Group's legal team."