Chapter 1
Chapter 1
Seven years of marriage, my husband Caspian Hyperion had slept with practically every actress in Hollywood.
At 39 weeks pregnant, his mistress Sherry Argent offended a major client at a celebratory banquet.
To save the deal, Caspian demanded I kneel and apologize on her behalf.
I stared at him in disbelief. “I’m pregnant. How the hell can I kneel? What if it hurts the baby-”
He cut me off brutally. “It’s just kneeling. It’s not like you were always this delicate, were you?”
He dragged me forward and forced my head down to kneel.
The strain caused my water to break.
His mistress stood off to the side, wrinkling her nose in exaggerated disgust, “Ugh, did she just piss herself from fear.”
That night, I hemorrhaged during labor, barely surviving
Meanwhile, Caspian’s sex photos with his mistress were trending online.
When his sister Romana rushed to the hospital, my voice was eerily calm.
“You promised me–if I had the baby, I could leave. So tell me, can I go now?”
Romana’s eyes flickered with hesitation and reluctance.
“Loviisa, are you really dead set on leaving? Caspian’s just foolish enough right now–he doesn’t realize what he’s losing Maybe you could-*
Her phone lit up with a notification that cut her off mid–sentence.
It was a video of Caspian celebrating his mistress, Sherry Argent’s birthday.
He stood behind her, guiding her hands as they cut the cake together.
Curry wore a tigh–necked dress, but the exposed parts of her skin revealed love bites.
“OMG, everyone knows Mr. Hyperion isn’t fond of his wife, but look at this–Jesus! He’s throwing a perfect
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birthday bash. Mrs. Hyperion must be so lucky”
A speophantic smile followed as the man eagerly handed over his business card.
When Sherry heard the words “Mrs. Hyperion,” her lips curled into a smug little smirk as she took the
Someone knew them chimed in, laughing along.
“Come on. Mr. Hyperion! Give your ‘wife‘ a French kiss…”
Caspian didn’t correct them about Sherry’s status. Instead, he grabbed her waist and practically devoured her mouth.
Romana looked at me, shame written all over her face.
She must’ve thought I’d break down crying and pulled me into a tight hug.
“Loviisa, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have forced you two together. I agree with you leaving.”
But I didn’t cry.
All my tears had been shed the night I nearly bled to death giving birth to our child.
Do you… want to see the baby before you go?”
At the mention of my child, my heart clenched painfully. I nearly died to bring him into this world.
The idea of leaving him behind–pretending I didn’t care–was a lie I didn’t even believe myself.
Before I could answer, Romana reappeared, holding the baby in her arms.
“Lovisa, look at him. He’s so fair–skinned, so tiny. The doctor said he weighs barely six pounds-”
“Enough! Just stop it!”
I turned my face away, digging my nails into my palm.
Don’t look back, Loviisa. If you’ve decided to leave, you can’t afford to have second thoughts.
Hearing my words, Romana froze, not coming any closer.
Then, without another word, she handed him over to the nurse and stormed out, her frustration boiling over as the dialed Caspian’s number.
“Sis, I already told you I’m on a business trip. Stop calling me-”
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“Oh, really? The video of you and your whore celebrating birthday is trending everywhere. Do you think I’m fucking blind?”
On the other end, Caspian’s smug tone shifted to irritation.
“Christ, Romana, since when do you follow gossip? Did Loviisa run crying to you?”
“Put her on the phone! I need to talk to her!”
I took the phone from Romana’s shaking hand.
But the moment I put it to my ear, I heard it—a woman’s breathy moan.
Romana was so furious her eyes welled up with tears.
“Loviisa, One week. Once you’ve recovered, you’re getting the hell out of here.”
