BabyAngel2

They say Love is blind, but no one is ever truly blind in love. We see everything; we just choose to ignore them because we're scared to move on or start afresh. 




Twenty-eight years old, Emma Winters has her dreams clearly defined. To have a loving family, a beautiful home, and a stable, fulfilling life.  


Not only do those dreams come crumbling down when her husband hands her divorce papers just when she tells him she's pregnant, but her pride and dignity are questioned when Jake announces that Emma was unfaithful to him.



Emma loses hope in everything she believes in. However, hope comes to her when the enigmatic billionaire Alexander Sterling offers her a way out: A contract marriage to him.


Will Emma accept this way out of her predicament even when this savior is none other than her ex-husband's uncle? 


What happens when she accepts the contract and is only chased back by her ex? Will she return to her once lover, or will she accept her growing feelings for her contract husband? 


Find out as we unravel Emma's story together!





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“Why would you help when I was put in this mess by my own husband?” Emma cut in, now crying. 

“Because your husband is my nephew, and not only do I want to salvage the situation my nephew put you in, I want to escape his plot,” Alex said, and Emma’s heart stopped for a moment, a cold chill running down her spine as she replayed the words in her head. 

Nephew? His nephew? Jake was this man's... Alex's nephew? She mused, and then the realization of what that meant dawned on her like a crashing wave, knocking the breath from her lungs. 

Her eyes widened as she stared at him, the shock evident on her face. “Your nephew? You’re Alex Sterling, Jake's uncle?” she asked, unable to believe it herself. 

Alex nodded, his expression unchanged. “Yes. I'm his uncle,” Alex confirmed, and Emma shook her head.

Hello, Ex! I Finally Found My Worth!

Ivy tightened her ponytail, adjusting her earbuds before stepping out of her house.

The cool morning air brushed against her skin, but it did nothing to soothe the storm brewing inside her.

Though it was over two weeks now, her mind was still tangled in the mess Hunter had left behind.

His betrayal, his lies—everything played in her head over and over again like a song she couldn't turn off.

She had barely taken two steps onto the pavement when she froze, her eyes landing on a figure she recognized all too well.

He was standing right outside her house. After she had asked her secretary to fire him two weeks ago, she hadn't laid eyes on him neither had he tried to ask for her forgiveness. Not even once.

What was she going to forgive when he had ridiculed her so badly? She was sure he didn't even care that was why it took him two weeks to come to her house.

Be My Rival