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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.

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I Will Set You Free!

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Evander's POV

The night felt agonizingly long as I stood outside Eliam's room, waiting for Claire to emerge. My heart clenched with every passing moment, the fear of her leaving gnawing at my chest. The thought of her slipping away again was unbearable.

I stayed rooted to the spot, refusing to leave, even as the mansion grew quieter with the deep hours of the night. 

Time slipped by until a faint golden light began creeping through the glass walls, bathing the corridor in its warm glow. I blinked as I realized that morning had arrived.

I dragged a weary hand down my face and muttered to myself, breaking the stillness. I turned toward the guest room next to Eliam's, quickly stepping inside to change. My movements were rushed, almost frantic, as if hurrying would prevent her from vanishing.