webnovel

Hello, Ex! I Finally Found My Worth!

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! *****Excerpt******** “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.

BabyAngel2 · Urban
Not enough ratings
136 Chs

Love?

The evening air was heavy with unspoken words as Alex walked into the kitchen from work, where Claire and Emma were chatting lightly with the chef.

The aroma of freshly baked bread and roasted vegetables filled the space, but even that warmth couldn't dispel the tension that seemed to thicken the moment Alex stepped in.

Emma glanced at him briefly before looking away, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the edge of the countertop.

Even though Ivy and Claire had told her what to do, she still couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye.

How was she even supposed to do it when things are this awkward? Maybe going along with their plan wasn't the way forward after all. She told herself as she looked at everywhere else but at Alex.

Alex noticed so instead he focused on the chef whom he gave a polite nod. No matter how hard he tried to stop himself, his gaze flicked to Emma and it remained on her for a split second longer than he intended.