Golda

#Married #Office Romance
Jerica Evans, a devoted wife and clerk at City Hall, feels her world slowly unraveling as the cracks in her once-loving marriage deepen. Her husband, Jared, a high-powered lawyer with a fierce courtroom reputation known as "The Siberian Beast," has grown distant, and his cold demeanor leaves Jerica questioning everything. Once the pillar of her life, Jared now feels like a stranger, more lighthouse than man—steady but unreachable, leaving Jerica adrift in loneliness and suspicion.

When she catches him leaving work early with a mysterious woman in a red dress, her world shatters. As she balances her growing suspicion with the suspicious arrival of Harold Braddock, Jerica's former flame, the lines between loyalty, betrayal, and her own desires blur. Her once steady life spirals as her husband’s frosty demeanor and her own emotional wounds collide.

As the emotional distance between her and Jared widens, Jerica must decide whether to fight for a love that seems to have slipped away—or walk away from the man who once completed her. 
What will she decide? What is Jared's secret? Was their marriage truly over? Has she truly stopped loving him?

This is a heartstring-pulling journey of love, pride, and the devastating cost of hidden truths and unspoken desires, where one woman must decide if she’ll fight for the man she married or leave him behind to save herself.

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Divorce With Benefits: A Second Chance At Love

Philip leaned back in his chair, his smug expression sharpening like a blade as he caught the subtle tremor in Arthur's usually unflinching demeanor. He toyed with his phone, spinning it lazily between his fingers, the gesture as deliberate as it was infuriating.

"I didn't have to tell her anything, Arthur," Philip said, his voice laced with mock innocence. "I simply ensured she stumbled upon the truth. You know how Lydia is—curious, meticulous. It wasn't hard to lead her to the right breadcrumbs."

Arthur's jaw clenched, the muscles in his neck tightening as he fought the surge of anger threatening to spill over. His hands, balled into fists, rested heavily on the arms of his chair. "You've always been meddlesome, Philip," he said, his voice a low growl. "But this—this is low even for you. Do you realize what you've done?"

The Reveal