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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.

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Someone Hit Us

Emma trailed after Claire through the mall, her steps hesitant as she eyed the glamorous displays of designer clothes. Claire, however, moved with purpose, scanning racks and shelves with a discerning eye.

"Try this," Claire said, holding up a sleek, crimson dress with a low back.

Emma's eyes widened. "That's… too much. I'll never wear it."

"Nonsense," Claire said with a playful grin. "You'll look stunning in it."

Before Emma could protest further, Claire thrust the dress into her arms and continued down the aisle, grabbing more outfits that made Emma's cheeks flush just looking at them.

"Claire, I'm fine with my clothes," Emma said weakly, glancing down at the growing pile of clothes in her hands.

Claire stopped, turned to her, and placed a hand on her hip. "Emma, you're gorgeous, but you're hiding it under all those plain, baggy outfits. Trust me on this—you deserve clothes that make you feel amazing."