Kerik

THIS BOOK IS ON HOLD. WILL BE AVAILABLE SOON: IN THE MEAN TIME, CHECK OUT THE RETURN OF HIS EX WIFE 

"When will you grow up, Jared? This is so annoying. Do you think I didn't hear her setting you up on blind dates? Just because what? I'm now a barren woman? Do you think I like the situation I'm in?" Clarissa spat out her rage.
Jared brought a glass of wine to his lips and chugged down the content, letting out a burp. "Well where's the lie?" He said, not meeting her gaze. "Isn't it true? Can you give me a child? Father is getting old, and he always asks for a grandchild. Even mother in her grave must be crying for me right now for marrying wrongly."
His words hit her right in the chest like a bullet. Damn it, she might have not even felt anything at all if a real bullet had pierced through her ribcage at a close range. 
Tears gathered in her eyes and filled it. "Jared? How can you...how can you say that?" She said in disbelief. If Jared felt an inch sorry, he did not show it. Her chest ached and hurt so hard. 
Determination hit her bones like hard rock. "Fine. Let's call it off then." She said to herself. There was a pen right there so she signed all necessary place and made sure to grant Jared's wish. She'll leave him and start a new life for herself.
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Clarissa Hart is a great housewife who has loved her husband, Jared, for almost half of her life. However, all of her love and respect for him was shattered after he mistreats her and let his sister, Desdra, humiliate her. After the pain and torture was too much, Clarissa finally granted his wish and filed for a divorce.
Now, Clarissa will be in charge of her own destiny now, and now, her confidence and charms will be a weapon to knock down everyone who had ever looked down on her.

His Ex-Wife Becomes A Powerful Billionairess!

Clarissa walked into the living room with two cups of calming tea and handed one glass over to Liam. He was already calm now but she insisted he drank the tea to help with his sleep. Clarissa could see signs of insomnia around his eyes and wondered when last he had had a decent sleep.

"You know how my parents died? Guess." Liam said. Clarissa watched as he tried to be jovial all of a sudden.

"Liam, it's fine if you don't--" She started to say but he cut in.

"No, it's not fine. For so long, I've bottled these feelings inside. Let me say it now. So guess." He insisted.

Clarissa leaned back on the chair and made herself listen. "Rain?"

Liam chuckled. "Good guess, but it's not just about the rain." Flashes of his childhood stuck to his head, things he wished he could just forget but couldn't.

His Past