Dally_Dryden

17+

Having been denied love by her wicked husband and coerced into signing the divorce documents following her devastating first miscarriage, she curses him and escapes like a bird liberated from its cage, defiantly refusing to sign the divorce papers. In her mind, a breakup is a breakup!

Little did she realize that she carried within her the child of McCarthy, the influential CEO of HomeBots and Automobiles.

However, the curses she had casually uttered took on an unforeseen power over her ex-husband after her enemy ruthlessly took her life while she struggled to make ends meet.

She finds herself transported to a mysterious realm and sincerely implores for a second chance at life. Miraculously, Olivia is granted this opportunity to make amends in her disturbing love life. In exchange, she forfeits a portion of her memory, completely oblivious to her past marriage and pregnancy.

Now bestowed with a limited time frame, she embarks on a quest to find genuine love. Unfortunately, fate conspires against her as she once again falls prey to her adversaries—one being her murderer, and the other her estranged husband, whom she had vowed never to cross paths with again.

Let us delve into Olivia's arduous journey in pursuit of true love and witness her valiant struggle against those who seek her demise. Will McCarthy possess the ability to heal a shattered heart so effortlessly?

Let the unfolding tale provide the answer to this lingering question...

DEAR EX-WIFE, IS THIS CURSE OR LOVE?

"What is your name?" McCarthy asked, still standing at the door while people anxiously waited outside.

"If fate allows our paths to cross again, then I'll reveal my name to you," she replied, gracefully passing McCarthy before departing.

McCarthy promptly dialed Gerald's number as he made his way to his car.

"Hello, Boss," Gerald greeted from the other end of the line.

"I... I..." Gerald hesitated to speak.

"On whose orders?" McCarthy's voice grew louder.

"Yes, but he's severely injured. We're at the hospital now."

Glancing at his watch, McCarthy noted that it was 1:50 AM. "Not too late," he whispered, starting the engine, reversing a bit, and speeding off.

CONFUSING SECRET