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In the wake of a devastating betrayal, Roland Sullivan finds himself at a crossroads. His wife, Rosemary, once the light of his life, has traded their vows for whispered secrets and clandestine meetings, leaving him to pick up the pieces of a shattered family. As grief consumes him after his mother’s tragic death, the weight of betrayal grows heavier, forcing Roland to confront not only the woman he once adored but the family ties that bind them all.
With a divorce looming and a half-brother lurking in the shadows, Roland is determined to break free from Rosemary's grasp. But can he truly sever the ties that have defined his life? Rosemary, ever the enigma, insists she’s changed, but her actions tell a different story. The stakes rise as whispers of infidelity swirl around them, and the line between love and vengeance blurs.
As Roland navigates this tangled web of deceit and desire, he must ask himself: Is it possible to rebuild from the ashes of betrayal, or are some wounds too deep to heal? In a world where loyalty is tested and trust is a fragile illusion, can he find the strength to move on, or will he be drawn back into Rosemary's orbit once more?
Divorced by Betrayal My Ex-Wife Sold Me Out, Then I Became a Billionaire GroomChapter 1
Rosemary Henson saved my life three times. So I gave her three chances to betray me.
On our wedding day, she showed up at the altar with her neck mottled in hickeys. I pretended not to see.
The second time, paparazzi caught her in a private rendezvous with some lounge singer. I totaled my car, slapped her hard enough to draw blood, and filed for divorce—then spent the night drowning myself at a nightclub.
Rosemary got word of it. She stormed in and trashed the entire place, then went live on every platform to confess her love and beg for forgiveness. She swore she'd changed. Swore she'd be a real wife to me.
My family pressured me into taking her back. So I did.
But the day my mother was driven to jump off a building by my father's mistress and her daughter? Rosemary vanished.
When I finally found her, she was arm-in-arm with my father's illegitimate son, clinking glasses with her friends like it was a celebration.
"Rosemary, didn't you swear you were done fooling around? Aren't you scared Roland Sullivan will lose it on you?"