Hello,Husband,Goodbye

Hello,Husband,Goodbye

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"I assure, all those who dared to mock me will soon regret it, especially you, my dear ex-husband!" Samantha Swan, a 24 years old young woman, orphaned and working as a waitress, found herself pregnant by Marcus Johnson, a billionaire known for his arrogance, ruthlessness, and icy heart. Her life turned into a living nightmare when she was coerced into marrying him for the sake of their unborn child. She never experienced love, only enduring abuse at the hands of Marcus and her mother in-law, until one fateful day when she could bear it no longer. She made the courageous decision to escape, even though she was pregnant. She had reached her breaking point. Realizing that she would rather be a single mother, raising her child alone, than endure the pain inflicted upon her by her husband and mother in-law under the same roof, Samantha took a leap of faith. One day, as fate would have it, she collapsed on the road, only to awaken in a grand and opulent mansion, standing before a bearded and elderly man seated in a wheelchair. "Glad you're awake, my daughter," he said with a smile. From that day forward, Samantha discovered that she was the long-lost daughter and the sole heir of the Trillionaire, Zeus Monte Verde.

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Christine Owings
136 chapters 4/24/24
2024-04-25 02:42:30
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Charisma
Stupid Samantha for sleeping with the ex fiancée, she thinks Elijah would stop after that. Stupid stupid stupid!!!
2024-04-11 17:36:32
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Christine Owings
73 chapters 2/24/24
2024-02-25 00:23:17
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Sacred Heart
Hey there, my lovely readers! I wanted to give you a quick heads up that weekends are my designated break time from writing, so unfortunately, I don't have any updates for you today. But fear not, I'll be back with fresh content soon! Thank you for your understanding and continued support!
2024-01-07 00:04:07
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rosenie pultoo
interesting at first but she is so selfish and making so many bad decisions.
2024-04-03 04:31:18
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150 Chapters
Marriage
SAMANTHA POINT OF VIEW “The Bride is here, “ I heard the young man informed everyone as I stood in front of the church. The door was yet to open, but I could already feel a emotion swirling within me. There was a tinge of fear, a fear of the unknown, of what my life would be like with Marcus, the billionaire who had unintentionally made me pregnant in a single night of passion. Walking down the aisle, I plastered a smile on my face, trying to hide any doubts or reservations. Marcus, with his serious yet undeniably handsome face, looked at me intently. It was hard to believe that a mistake could lead to this moment. But for the sake of my child, I was determined to be the best mother and wife I could be. Even if our marriage lacked love, I would do everything in my power to provide my child with a complete family, unlike the one I had grown up without. As I approached Marcus, he extended his hand, offering me support. I took a seat on the chair, and he sat beside me. The ceremon
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Mistreated
The words she uttered struck me like a blow, causing me to involuntarily swallow my saliva. All I wanted was to show her respect as her daughter-in-law, but it seemed that she was the one who refused to extend any respect towards me. "I apologize, Aunt," I said, my voice tinged with remorse. "Call me Madam. You can only refer to me as 'mom' in front of Armand," she responded with an air of arrogance. Armand, my father in-law, was the only one who treated me with kindness and accepted me as his own daughter. It was he who convinced Marcus to marry me. From the very beginning, I knew that our marriage was solely for the sake of our child and the desires of his father. I had no right to complain. What could I expect from a husband who was both arrogant and cold? Despite the pain that coursed through me, I forced a smile and remained composed in her presence. "I apologize once again, Madam," I said, my words laced with sincerity. Suddenly, Marcus's voice broke the tension as he appe
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Second child
"Unbelievable!" Marcus exclaimed. The Doctor and I were taken aback by his reaction, as I had expected him to be thrilled about having another child. But things were only getting worse at that moment. "I think you two need to talk. I'll leave you to it, Mr. Johnson," the doctor bid us farewell. "How is it possible that you're pregnant?!" he asked, his face contorted in a frown. Once again, I heard hurtful words from him. I wasn't surprised anymore, but it still stung. It was clear that he didn't truly care about my feelings. I reminded him of the last time we had sex. He was drunk and forced himself on me. I had no choice but to bear the responsibility as his wife. And now, I was the one being blamed. "Don't act like you've forgotten the last time when you were the one who got drunk and demanded sex from me, and now you're blaming me?" I asked him, my voice filled with emotion. "You're taking advantage of the situation," he accused me. "What?!" I frowned at him, fighting back t
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The Divorce
“Samantha, follow me. You have something to do," Marcus said coldly, his voice devoid of warmth. Despite feeling weighed down, I obediently followed him downstairs. I didn't want him to become angry with me again, even though I had been mistreated by him. As I went downstairs, I noticed an elegant older woman, around 40 years old, dressed in a blazer and skirt. She was engaged in conversation with another woman who exuded an air of expense and elegance with Madam Stella. "Attorney, here is Samantha. We are ready to sign the divorce papers," Marcus announced. I furrowed my brows upon hearing his words, disagreeing with what he had just said. "Divorce? Are you planning to divorce me?" I asked, fighting back tears. I had already suspected it when I overheard his mother discussing it with him. However, I wasn't ready to face the reality of it. I felt hurt, as my dream of providing a complete family for our son had been shattered. Did he not care about our child and the one growing i
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Escape while pregnant
"Let's go, Sofia. Leave that awful woman," Marcus whispered, gripping my hand tightly. The pain radiating from his touch was unbearable, both physically and emotionally. I couldn't take it any longer. The agony was suffocating me, consuming every part of my being. I knew I had to escape, and I had to do it now. The following morning, we arrived at the grand mansion after being discharged from the hospital. As I looked around, the opulence that once enchanted me now felt like a prison. The walls seemed to close in on me, the extravagant decor mocking my misery. How could I have endured the mistreatment from my ex-husband for so long? I couldn't believe I had been so blind. My son, Marco, was the only reason I had managed to survive this long. I had endured so much at the hands of Marcus and now with Sofia. "Oh, you're already here!" Madam Stella, Marcus' mother, approached me with surprise evident in her voice. "How are you feeling now?" she asked, catching me off guard. "I'm fe
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Acceptance
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. My father? That couldn't be possible. My father had died when I was just a little girl. I remembered my mother telling me stories about him, but I had never met him."You're lying," I said, my voice trembling with emotion."My father is dead." The old man's face fell, and I could see a glimmer of sadness in his eyes."I know it's hard to believe, Samantha," he said, using my name."But it's the truth. I am your father."I didn't know what to say. I felt a mix of emotions – disbelief, anger, confusion. How could this stranger claim to be my father?Before I could say anything else, the door suddenly burst open, and a man in a white coat entered the room. He introduced himself as a doctor and started asking me a series of questions, seemingly unaware of the tension in the room."I'm sorry for interrupting," he said, his voice filled with regret.Tears streamed down my face as I clutched my stomach, feeling a sense of relief wash over me."Thank you
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Who is she now?
The panic surged within me as I hurriedly made my way through the hospital doors. My heart raced so rapidly that I feared it might burst free from my chest. It was imperative that I reached the delivery room to ensure the safety of my precious baby."Please, Doctor, ensure the safety of my little one," I pleaded.As we approached the elevator, a second wave of pain washed over me, causing me to gasp for breath. I desperately tried to steady my breathing."Please hurry," I implored the nurse."Stay calm, ma'am," the nurse responded soothingly, as I attempted to calm myself.Finally, we arrived on the delivery floor. The concern etched on their faces was evident as they swiftly guided us into a room. The doctor was already prepared and waiting. The contractions grew stronger and more frequent. The pain was unbearable, but my sole focus was on the precious life growing inside me.I prayed fervently for the well-being of my child, for everything to be alright. The doctor and nurses moved
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Her grief
I was in complete disbelief as my father revealed the staggering amount of money I had inherited and the freedom it granted me. The sheer magnitude of the sum left me speechless, still trying to process the fact that I was now the daughter of a trillionaire.However, our conversation came to an abrupt halt when Lydia, one of our trusted maids who take cared for Baby Dallas, burst into the room in a state of panic. Both my father and I exchanged concerned glances as she apologized for the interruption.With a trembling voice, Lydia informed us that Dallas had a high fever. My heart skipped a beat and I immediately sprang into action, following Lydia as she led me to Dallas's room. My father was right behind me, his worry evident.As we entered the room, my heart sank at the sight of Dallas lying in his crib, his face flushed and his tiny body shivering. It was a heartbreaking sight that sent me into a state of panic."Dad, what do we do? We need to get him to a doctor," I pleaded, my v
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Johnson's Mansion
1 year later.As I sat in my room, surrounded by empty bottles of liquor, I couldn't help but feel like I was drowning. Drowning in my own misery and sorrow. It had been a year since my baby Dallas died and I still couldn't shake off the pain.My father's voice broke through my thoughts, “Please daughter, stop drowning yourself in liquor. Fix yourself please. You can't mourn forever because of your son's loss.“His words were like a slap to my face, awakening me from my numbness.“You don't know how I feel, Dad. You don't have the right to say that!” I cried, my voice filled with emotion.My father sat beside me, his hand resting on my shoulder. “I may not know exactly how you feel, but I do know that Baby Dallas wouldn't want to see you like this. He would want you to be strong for your other son.”"M..Marco?"I stammered when I remembered him.My father's eyes softened as he spoke again, “You still have Marco. Remember? He needs his mother now more than ever.”It was like a light bul
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Marcus!
The guard looked confused and told us that he didn't know who Mr. Johnson was. He explained that the mansion was owned by the Villa Fuente Family and he had been working there for a year, but he had never heard of a Mr. Johnson. My heart sank at his words. Could it be that I had been led to the wrong place?But I couldn't give up now. I had come too far to just turn back. I insisted to the guard that Mr. Johnson was living here. I couldn't shake off the feeling that he was hiding something from me. Maybe he was afraid of losing his job if he revealed Mr. Johnson's whereabouts.“You're just being dishonest.I want to see and get my son from him,” I protested.But the guard was adamant and told us to leave.“Ma’am, I’m not lying. It seems you've arrived at the wrong address. You may leave now “he said emphatically.The gate suddenly opened and we saw a black expensive car coming out. We immediately moved out of the way and I saw a man who was not familiar to me. But I had to try, I had t
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