familysecrets Romora Novel

familysecrets

The symphony of my life

Reads: 14 Parts: 9

4.1

Romance

My brother, Leo, felt so bad about my ten-year crush that he decided to play Cupid. He drugged his best friend, Ethan, and delivered him to my hotel room. I was forced to be the antidote. When we woke up, Ethan coldly agreed to marry me. But he left for Europe soon after the wedding, and for three years, my daughter and I waited for him to come home. The day I went to pick him up from the airport, our daughter simply called out "Daddy." That was all it took. Nora, the woman holding his arm, couldn't handle the "betrayal." She ran away in a blur of tears, right into the path of a drunk driver, and was killed instantly. From that day on, I never saw Ethan smile again. He stopped traveling and stayed by our side day and night, and I thought my long nightmare was finally over. But on our daughter's third birthday, a fire broke out in our house. My first instinct was to save Ethan and our daughter. He just calmly locked the door, his eyes filled with a cold, pure hatred. "If it weren't for you two, Nora would still be alive," he snarled. "Every day since she died has been hell, and I've been dying to drag you both down with me to keep her company!" As the flames consumed my daughter and me, I finally understood just how much Ethan hated us. Then I opened my eyes. I was back on the night Ethan was drugged. Watching him, flushed and panting as he staggered toward me, I used every ounce of my strength to push him away and dialed the number of the woman he'd always loved.
Back to the past: My fatal wedding

Reads: 37 Parts: 8

4.5

Romance

On New Year's Day, my husband drank way too much and collapsed. By the time the paramedics loaded him into the ambulance, he was already gone. I was wrecked with grief, holding his hand and asking if he had any last wishes. He was on his deathbed, but his mind was terrifyingly clear. First, he apologized to me. "I'm so sorry, Grace, but it was you who got into college back then. I took your acceptance letter." I was so stunned I just froze on the spot. Before I could even process it, his next words hit me like a sledgehammer. "After I die, I want you to bury me with Lila. She's the only one I've ever loved." The rage hit me so hard, I died right then and there. He wasn't even dead, and I was. As my consciousness faded, I heard my son crying over my husband's body. "Dad, you can rest in peace. I'll make sure Aunt Lila's funeral is a beautiful one." Then I opened my eyes. I was back in my senior year of high school, looking at a young Ethan. That familiar, yet strange, face was etched with obvious annoyance. "Grace! Can you just stop making a scene?"
The end of love: The beginning of freedom

Reads: 33 Parts: 10

4.3

Romance

Every month, like clockwork, right when she was ovulating, my wife, Josie, would have a business trip. We've been married for years and still no baby. So I flew out to find her, only to see her walking out of a fertility clinic with Sebastian, the guy with the fancy Ph.D. from Europe. She was there for IVF. The sperm was Sebastian’s. When I confronted her, she was so damn sure of herself. "I'm just borrowing one of his sperm cells. I want a child with excellent genes." "Is biology really that important? The baby will still call you Dad." I told her I wanted a divorce. She could find some other sucker to play dad.

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