Elara Dawn

For seven years, Elara Thorne lived in the shadow of her own marriage. While her tech mogul husband Damien showered attention on his mistress, Elara played the perfect corporate wife—making his coffee, organizing his schedule, and watching her six-year-old daughter Cora grow closer to the other woman.

The other woman who happened to be her half-sister.

Vivienne Dubois had everything Elara didn't—Damien's heart, Cora's adoration, and the respect of everyone at Thorne Industries. When Elara flew home hoping to celebrate her birthday with her family, she found them planning a surprise party for Vivienne instead. When little Cora innocently asked if Vivienne could be her mommy, something inside Elara finally snapped.

Elara had been a brilliant AI researcher before marriage stole her ambitions. She'd co-founded YodaVision Technologies, only to abandon it all for a man who never loved her back. But now Julian Croft, her former partner, wants her to return as Chief Innovation Officer. The tech world that forgot her exists is about to remember why she was once called a visionary.

Walking away seems impossible when it means leaving Cora behind. But staying means accepting a life where she's invisible in her own home, humiliated at her own workplace, and competing with her half-sister for scraps of attention from her own family.

Damien thinks his wife will quietly accept whatever he gives her, the way she always has. He's about to discover that seven years of silence doesn't mean surrender—it means she's been planning her comeback. And when Elara Vance reclaims her name, her career, and her power, the tech world won't be the only thing shaken.

Some women bend. Others break. But the smart ones? They rebuild themselves stronger than before.

My Coldhearted Husband’s Regret

The pen felt heavy in my hand as I stared at the final document in front of me. One signature, and another chapter of my life would officially come to an end.


"Are you sure about this, Elara?" Jason Payne asked, his eyes studying my face carefully.


I nodded, my resolve firm. "Absolutely."


Without hesitation, I signed my name on the line. The ink flowed smoothly across the paper, sealing my decision. Seven years of marriage, finalized with a simple stroke of a pen.


Jason collected the papers, arranging them neatly in a folder. "I'll handle everything from here. You don't need to worry about a thing."


"When will you contact Damien?" I asked, my voice steady despite the weight of the moment.


"I'll call him as soon as you leave," Jason replied. "From what his lawyers have told me, he's ready to sign whenever you are."


Of course he was. Damien had been waiting for this moment, probably counting the days until he could officially move on with Vivienne.


A Final Stroke of the Pen, An Enigmatic Roadside Meeting