Prepare the Divorce and Ruin My Husband — Novel

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In a world where loyalty is currency and betrayal cuts deeper than any knife, one woman finds herself at the heart of a twisted family drama. After a year of darkness and pain, she returns home to discover her husband, David, marrying her sister in front of their entire family. It’s a wedding that shatters her heart, especially when she realizes the man who held her captive is now seated among the guests, watching with a sinister smile.

As whispers of scandal and shame swirl around her, she fights to reclaim her voice and protect her son, Ryle. But in a family where affection is a facade and secrets run deep, can she trust anyone? David’s coldness and Roxanne’s betrayal cut to the core, leaving her to navigate a treacherous path between revenge and survival. With the past looming over her, and the threat of Westley ever-present, she is faced with a choice: to prepare for a divorce that could shatter everything or to rise up and dismantle the empire built on lies.

Every moment counts as she strategizes her next move. Will she find a way to protect her son and herself, or will the shadows of her past consume her? The stakes are high, and the truth is just the beginning.

Prepare the Divorce and Ruin My HusbandChapter 1

My husband was getting married.

Not somewhere else. Not in secret. In our house. With another woman. With my parents and his parents sitting in the front row, smiling like this was a blessing from heaven.

This was the first thing I saw after I tore myself out of a kidnapper’s grip and ran home barefoot, bleeding, half dead.

Among the guests, I saw him.

Westley George.

The man who chained me to a concrete floor. The man who broke my ribs when I cried too loud. The man who kept me for a full year and made sure I never forgot who owned my pain.

He was sitting comfortably, sipping champagne, laughing with my in-laws like an old friend. Back then, the chain burned my ankle raw as he crouched in front of me, fingers lazy around the key.

“You keep calling his name,” Westley George said softly. “Your husband? He will never save you. He handed you to me like an offering.”

I spat blood and shook my head. “You’re lying!”

He laughed, “He loves your sister. Always has. You? You were convenient. Expendable.”