After the Divorce, She Became the Rival's Darling

On the day I found out I was pregnant, I went to find my husband, Julian Vance, in the pouring rain to share the happy news, only to hear with my own ears—our seven years of marriage were nothing but a substitute game.

The one he loved was my half-sister.

Home was a cage, and even more, an abyss.

When he kicked me down, I collapsed onto the floor, blood trickling down my thighs. Yet, he held another woman in his arms and walked away without once looking back.

At that moment, I finally understood that some people aren't worth waiting a lifetime for.