Vivian Carter knew the story all too well—as the villainess of the novel, her fate was sealed: miscarriage, sterilization, and a lonely death after being cast aside. All for a husband who loathed her.
She decided it was time to change the narrative. A man who doesn't love you is nothing but trash—time to take out the garbage. Her plan was simple: secure a divorce, walk away with a hefty settlement, and finally pursue what really mattered—her medical career.
But just as she started packing and renovating her new home, life threw her a curveball—she was pregnant. It seemed her soon-to-be ex-husband, Charles Henshaw—that impossibly handsome but ice-cold CEO—wasn't quite ready to let her go.
Now, it was her turn to teach this arrogant man a lesson.
"Let's get divorced, Charles. I fell out of love with you a long time ago."
His reply was as shameless as it was unyielding:
"So you don't love me? That's fine. As long as you still love my money—and as long as I'm not bankrupt—divorce is not happening."
