First Marriage Failed, Second Marriage was Sweet — Novel

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In a world where love is a gamble, two hearts collide in unexpected ways. After a tumultuous first marriage that left her questioning everything, Mia believes she’s done with love for good. But when she meets the charming and enigmatic Ethan at a friend’s wedding, the possibility of a second chance ignites a flicker of hope within her. Can she dare to trust again?

As their connection deepens, Mia finds herself torn between the safety of her guarded heart and the thrill of new beginnings. Ethan, with his own hidden scars, is determined to prove that love can be sweet the second time around. But can they navigate the shadows of their pasts and the pressures of a judgmental society that believes love should only come once?

With each tender moment and heart-wrenching decision, Mia must confront what it truly means to open herself up again. Will she be able to rewrite her story, or will the ghosts of her past keep her from finding the happiness she so desperately craves? The stakes have never been higher, and the path to love is anything but straightforward.

First Marriage Failed, Second Marriage was SweetChapter 1

The fake heiress, June Fox, pushed me down the stairs while I was pregnant.

I collapsed in a pool of my own blood, feeling the life inside me slipping away, tears streaming from the pain.

And my husband, Patrick Harding, was wiping the tears of the woman trembling in his arms, murmuring soft words of comfort.

"Don't look. It's ugly. Are you hurt anywhere?"

Because the best window for emergency treatment was missed, I could never carry a child again.

Patrick shrugged it off like it was nothing.

"So you can't have kids. It's not like you're dying."

From the day we started dating, through our wedding, to now, eight full years. He knew better than anyone how much I loved children.

And he had stripped me of the right to ever be a mother.

Three days later, I stumbled home in a daze.

On the master bedroom sheets, there was a half-dried stain. It was obvious. They'd had sex in my marriage bed.

I shut the bedroom door. Something inside me went quiet for good. I dialed a number I hadn't touched in years. "I agree. I'll honor our arrangement.Leave him and marry you."

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