Morningale

During her marriage, Paula never knew what happiness meant. She loved Len Bertram sincerely but all he did was insult her for two years. Even despite his indifference, Paula's love for this man didn't fade.

She believed he would come to realize that her feelings weren't false.

Unfortunately, she was set up by her devious mother-in-law and her stepsister. 

Len believed them, which was unsurprising, and sent her away from the Bertram family as punishment.

Six years have passed, and Paula is back with a fresh perspective on life and David Alesso—one of the most renowned film directors in the world—at her side. 

Now her ex-husband wants her back but Paula isn't the fragile, timid girl she used to be and won't let Len take away her joy. 
 
Len appeared more composed than he had been six years ago, but Paula was nothing like she had been.

Now scheming, wild, unforgiving... Those people would regret what they did to her.
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*Excerpt* 

Paula huffed sharply as she stared at the distant man in front of her. "Mr. Bertram! What I do is none of your business? The fact that you are acting as though we have known each other for years when we ended our relationship badly is presumptuous, and we are not on good terms."

"I'm sorry" Those words, as heavy as his heart, fell from his mouth. "I was a jerk and I know I deserve nothing from you but please..."

"Don't get on my nerves, Mr. Bertram!" Paula yelled at him before he could say anything more, expressing her disinterest in listening to him.

However, Len's next actions surprised her.

He moved an inch closer to her, brushing off the strand of hair on her face. "I don't want to get on your nerves, Paula but I want to get into here." With his finger pointed directly at her chest, he tapped her heart.

Paula's heart began racing wildly and at that precise moment she realized that Len was a fire she would never be able to put out.  

What will she do now? Will she be able to put out that fire?

Don't get on my nerves, Mr. Bertram!

Melissa slowly sipped her alcohol while keeping her eyes fixed on the TV. It appeared as though she had not been out for a full year because of how messy she looked.

She suddenly felt the door to her apartment open, but she was too exhausted to stand. So she sat there, sipping her alcohol.

The clicking of heels became clearer, and she lifted her head to see her Mother dressed in a classic blue dress.

Melissa let out a chuckle but looked away as she saw who the person was.

"You asked to move out from home, is this how you are supposed to be living? You've not been picking my calls!"With a look of pure rage in her eyes, Susanna yelled. She walked towards Melissa and snatched the bottle of alcohol from her.

"This is not how I raised you Mel! You should be a strong woman, not someone who acts like this."

"Give me back my bottle!" Melissa pouted her lips and sobbed.

I would be coming for you