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Chased By My Billionaire Ex-husband

Claire Reed thought she married the man of her dreams, Evander Kensington, but she had no idea that their marriage was built on a lie; a family vow that trapped him by her side. His heart, however, belonged to another woman, his white lotus. No matter how hard Claire tried to win Evander’s love, he only grew colder, and his family treated her like she didn’t exist. When she lost their unborn child, Claire’s world shattered. She wanted to see Evander, but he didn't bother to check on her. Instead, he went to meet that white lotus. Unable to bear the betrayal, she decided to free Evander from this marriage, leaving behind a letter and divorce papers, claiming she now had someone else she loved! ~~~~ "You’re mine, and I’ll never let you go!” he declared, his voice dark with possessiveness. “But I don’t want you anymore! You can have Susan—I’m now in love with someone else!” Claire shot back, her words sharp and final. "You can't be with anyone. Do you even know how sleepless nights I've without you?" Evander's hold on her tightened. "I'll see how you become some else when I'll claim you," he pronounced before crashing his lips on her.

ARU · Urban
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100 Chs

Claire's Final Decision

Claire's POV

After checking on Grandma and making sure she was settled, I returned to my hotel. The moment I walked in, Sissy, my manager, rushed toward me, arms wide open.

"Gurl, where have you been? I was freaking out!" Sissy exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug. She wasn't just my manager; she was my rock, my only confidant. We had been through everything together.

Before I could respond, she pulled back, giving me a playful grin. "And who was that hunk? Where did he take you? Did you guys… you know," she teased, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

I sighed, too drained to react to her usual banter. While Sissy knew a lot about me, there were still things she didn't understand. She knew I'd been cheated on, knew I'd lost my child, but she didn't know who he really was—or the depth of the pain he'd caused. Some truths I just wasn't ready to share.