Once The Foolish Wife, Now His Eternal Obsession
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Chapter 7 Caught On Camera img
Chapter 8 Affair Exposed img
Chapter 9 Punishment img
Chapter 10 Her Father Never Loved Her img
Chapter 11 You Belong To Me img
Chapter 12 Guess She Can Stop Worrying Now img
Chapter 13 You'll Pay For This img
Chapter 14 Slept With Some Stranger img
Chapter 15 Where Were You The Night Your Mother Died img
Chapter 16 Illiterate img
Chapter 17 Cheap Fling img
Chapter 18 I Finally Understand Why My Grandma Chose You img
Chapter 19 Is Andrew Your Brother img
Chapter 20 The Wife He Failed To Recognize img
Chapter 21 Her Scars Vanished img
Chapter 22 Could Kestrel Be Jordyn img
Chapter 23 Better Acquainted img
Chapter 24 Unable To Hold Back img
Chapter 25 The Painting img
Chapter 26 Ten Million Per Night img
Chapter 27 Heading To The Auction img
Chapter 28 Ten Million For Her Mother's Painting img
Chapter 29 Bidding War Lost img
Chapter 30 What She Treasures img
Chapter 31 Dirty Money img
Chapter 32 The Painting Seized img
Chapter 33 You Can't Compare Yourself To Him img
Chapter 34 Period img
Chapter 35 Hard To Have Children img
Chapter 36 The Physician's Favor img
Chapter 37 Old Debt img
Chapter 38 Justice img
Chapter 39 Vengeance Carved In Blood img
Chapter 40 Kestrel In His House img
Chapter 41 Kestrel Was Near img
Chapter 42 Honey img
Chapter 43 Not The One His Grandmother Chosen For Him img
Chapter 44 Didn't You Marry Me For A Reason img
Chapter 45 A Gift In Blue Lilies img
Chapter 46 For Someone She Loved img
Chapter 47 Misunderstanding img
Chapter 48 Pleasing Another Man img
Chapter 49 Ties And Traps img
Chapter 50 Taking The Lash For Her img
Chapter 51 You're Skilled img
Chapter 52 Best To Stay In Bed And Avoid Moving At All img
Chapter 53 Have You Always Been This Clueless About Romance img
Chapter 54 You Pushed Your Husband Past His Limit img
Chapter 55 Just Us Two Together Forever img
Chapter 56 Mr. Brooks Is Fortunate To Have You As His Wife img
Chapter 57 He Wanted To Have An Affair With Her img
Chapter 58 A Heart-shaped Lock img
Chapter 59 You Don't Want To Have My Child img
Chapter 60 The Real Show Was About To Start img
Chapter 61 The Woman You Wanted Tonight Was Cathryn img
Chapter 62 Therapeutic img
Chapter 63 He Wore That Tie img
Chapter 64 Cara Met Cathryn img
Chapter 65 A Similar Fate img
Chapter 66 Her Spell img
Chapter 67 Do You Need A Personal Secretary img
Chapter 68 Be Careful Of The Person Who Shares Your Bed img
Chapter 69 She Really Was Cara's Plant img
Chapter 70 He Must Have Another Woman img
Chapter 71 Just A Tool img
Chapter 72 Would You Lie To Me img
Chapter 73 He Was Wrong To Trust Cathryn img
Chapter 74 The Vehicle Went Off A Cliff img
Chapter 75 Where Was Andrew Really img
Chapter 76 She's The One Who Tried To Kill Mr. Brooks img
Chapter 77 Braved The Danger For His Sake img
Chapter 78 She Wanted To Remarry Liam img
Chapter 79 Saw Her At The Airport img
Chapter 80 Pulled Back From The Edge img
Chapter 81 Misunderstanding Deepened img
Chapter 82 In Danger img
Chapter 83 Saving Cathryn img
Chapter 84 She's Still My Wife img
Chapter 85 Regret img
Chapter 86 My Life Is Yours img
Chapter 87 You're The Only Antidote img
Chapter 88 Let Me Explain img
Chapter 89 The Girl Was Violated img
Chapter 90 You Mean To Challenge Andrew For The Heir's Seat img
Chapter 91 Damien Was Helping Her img
Chapter 92 You May Dream Of Marrying Andrew img
Chapter 93 She Was That Girl img
Chapter 94 I Want To Marry Liam Again img
Chapter 95 You Have To Stand Up For Your Wife img
Chapter 96 You Are Not Dirty img
Chapter 97 Do You Know Kestrel img
Chapter 98 Cathryn's Husband Is A Pathetic Loser img
Chapter 99 Jordyn Might Not Be Richard's Biological Daughter img
Chapter 100 You Are Turning Me On img
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Once The Foolish Wife, Now His Eternal Obsession

Calla Rhodes
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Chapter 1 Let's Get A Divorce

"I'm married."

In the darkness, Cathryn Moore felt her back slam into the door, her breath knocked out as a tall man loomed over her. Heat radiated from him, his breath brushing against her neck until she shivered uncontrollably.

Fingers like a vice clamped around her waist, holding her in place. He gave a low, derisive laugh. "Married, huh? Still lurking around in a hotel alone in the middle of the night? Does your husband know what you're really doing?"

Pain stabbed through Cathryn's chest. Barely an hour earlier, a video had arrived on her phone-her husband, Liam Watson, sprawled in bed with Jordyn Moore, her own half-sister, the two of them entwined, not an ounce of guilt between them.

Driven by desperation, Cathryn had stormed into the hotel to catch them red-handed. But before she even found the right room, this unfamiliar man had dragged her into this very room.

"Since you're already here, drop the act," the man murmured, carrying her on his shoulder roughly and tossing her onto the bed. He yanked off his tie with one swift motion and then pinned her wrists high above her head. His mouth crashed down on hers, hard and unrelenting.

"Since you claimed that you're married, you must know how this goes," he taunted, ripping her clothes apart piece by piece.

Cathryn struggled in vain. "I haven't..." Her lips parted, only for the words to wither before they left her mouth. Three years chained to a husband, and she was still a virgin. Who the hell would believe that?

The video of Liam and Jordyn replayed in her head. Heat flooded her chest-fury, raw and scorching. Her struggle ceased.

Then, the man thrust into her ruthlessly. Pain ripped through her body, sharp and merciless, as if her bones might snap. She bit down hard enough to taste blood, the metallic tang flooding her mouth.

The first time she had held onto was torn from her with brutal recklessness-by a man whose face she hadn't even made out in the darkness.

...

Morning light crept across the room, and the buzzing of her phone dragged Cathryn from sleep. She fumbled for it, answering groggily.

"Ms. Moore, Olekgan Hospital here. It's urgent-please get here quickly. It concerns your mother."

From the bed behind her came that deep, mocking drawl. "Was that your husband checking in on you?"

Cathryn scrambled to gather her scattered clothes, slipping them on with frantic hands. Her face stayed downcast as she muttered under her breath, "Let's pretend last night never happened."

To her, the reckless encounter had been nothing more than revenge for Liam's betrayal.

The man sat half-naked on the edge of the bed, his mouth curling into a sneer. "You're even more promiscuous than I thought."

His disdain toward her was unmistakable. Married, but still screwing like a slut-and now she wanted to act like none of their encounters ever went down?

Cathryn refused to give him the satisfaction of a reply. Every thought was consumed by her mother. Without sparing him so much as a glance, she stormed out of the room.

Moments later, a hesitant knock sounded. "Mr. Brooks," someone called softly as they stepped inside.

Andrew Brooks pressed his fingers to his throbbing temple, last night's alcohol still pounding in his skull. "Was this my grandma's doing?"

Karl Bennett, his assistant, nodded quickly, visibly shrinking under Andrew's sharp stare.

Andrew furrowed his brows. So it had been his grandmother, Amanda Brooks, who had sent that woman into his bed. A wave of frustration hit him. He was the head of the most formidable financial empire in the city of Olekgan. And he controlled the largest publicly traded company in this country, Antaford. Yet, he had just lost his virginity to a married woman.

As he reflected on last night, his irritation flared up. Throughout the night, no matter how rough he had been, she hadn't uttered a sound. He'd assumed it meant experience-far too much of it. The way she'd looked just now, calm and indifferent, had sealed his judgment-she was the sort who used men and walked away without a second thought.

Andrew couldn't fathom where his grandmother had found a woman like that for him, or why his grandmother had chosen to push her into his bed. If it hadn't been for the haze of alcohol, he would never have touched her.

Then, his gaze landed on the rumpled sheets, where a sharp splash of red stood out starkly. She was married, wasn't she? So could there be...

A memory surfaced of the faint smear of blood at the corner of her lip before she left. If she had been a virgin-and he had been too rough on her, taking that from her...

...

Cathryn flagged a taxi and sped through the streets toward Olekgan Hospital.

The moment Cathryn stepped inside, Jordyn appeared, arm-in-arm with Liam, parading down the corridor like she owned it.

Heat burned behind Cathryn's eyes. "How long have you two been sleeping together?"

Jordyn curled into Liam's shoulder, her smile wicked and taunting. "The very night you married him," she said, voice dripping with satisfaction. "That's when your husband first came to my bed. Three years of marriage, and you're still a virgin? That's downright pathetic shit."

Her laughter rang through the hallway, sharp and cruel.

The shock tore through Cathryn as if someone had hurled a freezing water straight at her face.

For three long years, Cathryn had managed the household, played the obedient wife, waited night after night for Liam to return-only to discover he'd betrayed her on their wedding night with Jordyn. Every excuse she'd ever made for him-his late nights, his cold distance-shattered in an instant. He had never touched her because he'd already taken another woman-her own half-sister.

Cathryn's chest burned with a mix of humiliation and fury. She was supposed to know better. Jordyn had always enjoyed stealing what was hers, whether toys, dresses, or-now-her husband.

Liam said flatly, his eyes void of emotion, "Cathryn, let's get a divorce. You'll walk away with nothing."

Cathryn's chest tightened as if a blade had been driven straight through it. Three years of loyalty, three years of waiting-and this was what he gave her in return.

A bitter laugh escaped Cathryn's lips. "Liam, do you honestly think I care about your damn money?"

Cathryn had never been the grasping type; her mother's family had been loaded, and she'd never cared about money.

Liam gave a derisive snort. "Do you still think you're some sheltered heiress? The moment your mother's gone, you'll be nothing-just another woman scraping by on the street."

Cathryn went rigid, disbelief flashing across her face. "What the hell are you talking about?"

"Cathryn," Jordyn cut in, her grin sharp enough to draw blood. "If you run now, you might actually get to say goodbye to your mother before it's too late."

Cathryn's stomach lurched, and instinctively, she was sprinting down the hallway toward the hospital room.

"I'm sorry, but Bettina Moore passed away from a self-inflicted wound to her wrist." With every syllable, the doctor's voice slammed Cathryn down like a brutal punch to the gut.

"That's impossible!" Cathryn's voice cracked as tears streamed down her face. "My mother's been trapped in a daze for years. She could barely tell one day from the next-there's no way she could have slit her own wrist!"

"She was clearheaded when she was rushed to the hospital," the doctor replied gently.

Cathryn couldn't make sense of it. Her mother had drifted in and out of fog for years-how could she suddenly be clear-minded enough to end her own life?

At the doorway, Jordyn leaned casually against the frame, Liam looming beside her.

Jordyn let out a mocking laugh and tossed a sheet of paper at Cathryn's feet. "Take a good look. That's your mother's last letter. It says she took her own life-and that you willingly gave up any claim to her assets. Dad just called-you've been thrown out of the Moore family. As of this moment, you don't have a penny to your name."

            
            

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