No sooner had Stella Hayes told Adrian Prescott she was pregnant than they found themselves at the City Hall. By that evening, she had moved into his sprawling penthouse. As Adrian's chief secretary, Stella knew better than to believe anything in life came free. "Once the baby is born, we divorce, and I get custody of the baby." With her mother gravely ill, Stella had no leverage to fight him, and she knew he would never give up his child. She had no choice but to agree. Yet as her belly grew, Adrian's attitude began to change. "Ms. Hayes, don't forget your prenatal appointment this month. Take someone with you." "Stella, when's your appointment this month? Don't skip it." "Honey, your appointment's on the fifteenth. I'll go with you." "Honey, your appointment is tomorrow. I've already packed everything we'll need." The first time Adrian felt the baby kick, he was so excited that Stella thought he looked downright ridiculous. "Honey, forget the divorce. You can keep the baby, and me."

When he didn't love her, he kept her by his side and let her suffer. But after he fell in love with her, he chose to let her go. For Ethan Sterling, Claire Bennett gave up her dreams and became a housewife. After two years of marriage, he treated her with nothing but indifference, while she loved him with all her heart. Then she received a video of Ethan cheating on her. The way he looked at another woman—with a heat and admiration Claire had never once seen in his eyes for her—finally broke her. Claire had had enough. She asked for a divorce. But to Ethan, her emotional outburst was nothing more than her being unreasonable. He was convinced she'd come crawling back to him soon enough. Claire finally laughed. A cheating man? She didn't want him. She'd choose herself and never look back. After leaving him the divorce papers and refusing to see him again, she turned his contempt into fuel. She threw herself into her career and proved herself over and over again. She became a renowned designer and caught the eye of a billionaire who openly pursued her. With her second marriage just around the corner, Ethan finally panicked. He stormed the ceremony like a madman, determined to steal her back.

In my previous life, I lay by my hospital bed, waiting for my life to slip away. I heard my daughter ask my husband, "Aunt Clara has really been through a lot. She's been with you for over twenty years without any recognition. When are you going to give her a wedding?" My husband said that after my funeral, he would make it up to her properly. He also said I had brought it all upon myself. Thirty years of devotion, and all I got in return was a thankless daughter, a faithless husband, and those merciless words. Now I've been reborn—back to thirty years ago. In this life, I'm done being at their service. I will no longer be a strict mother to my daughter—not in her studies, not in her health. Let her be a free bird and enjoy her happiness. I will no longer play second fiddle to my husband, nor treat his glory as my life's pursuit. I'm going to make money and build a career. I'm going to savor success myself. Later, when I pushed my husband to sign the divorce papers, he actually thought there was still room for negotiation between us. Sorry—no time for that. I'm already busy running toward my infinite possibilities.

When Vivian Bennett fell head over heels for Damian Lancaster, she chased him with all she had, stumbling through every obstacle in her way, only to become nothing more than a Mrs. Lancaster in name.   10 years of devotion ended with a single divorce agreement.   There were no tears, no drama, and no desperate attempts to make him stay. Vivian calmly signed her name and walked away.   "Damian, from this moment on, we're even."   Yet after the divorce, the once emotionless and untouchable CEO completely changed. He followed her everywhere, cared for her in every possible way, and tried to make up for all the years he had taken her love for granted.   Vivian only sneered at him, "If you had known you would regret it, why did you let me go in the first place?"   Damian finally swallowed his pride and told her the truth behind all the pain he had carried for years. Looking at her with sincerity, he said, "Honey, I was wrong. I shouldn't have pushed you away. I'll give you everything I have, my fortune, my name, everything. I only have one request. Please come back and be Mrs. Lancaster once more."

"Elowen is terminally ill and doesn't have much time left. Cut her some slack." When her husband's first love returned from abroad, Scarlett Vale lost her wedding, her gown, and her diamond ring. Even her seven-year-old son had eyes only for the other woman. Watching the warm "family of three" before her, Scarlett's heart finally died. She smiled, signed the divorce papers, and left the marriage with nothing. She had thought it was simply a marriage given to the wrong person. But as the truth peeled back layer by layer, she realized the marriage had been an elaborate conspiracy from start to finish. The son she had lovingly raised had another biological mother. And her real life was only just beginning. Later, at a corporate gala, her once arrogant ex-husband appeared with his disheveled adopted son in tow, begging through his tears for reconciliation. "Scarlett, I know I was wrong. Please come back." But the man holding a beautiful young boy's hand pulled Scarlett tightly into his arms and looked down at her ex-husband with cold authority. "Let go of my wife. She's exhausted from last night."

Adeline Sutton had married into the Falk family at the very top of Kingsport, and Weston Falk gave her the same flawless courtesy he gave strangers. She spent those married years shuttling between Belmare and Kingsport, hoping that one day she would finally get through to Weston and the children. What she got instead was Weston pouring all of that care into another woman. She watched him take their children by the hand and make promises to that woman, promises he had never once kept for her. So she stopped hoping. She asked for the divorce, walked away from the family, and built her own name among the money in Belmare. Even the most powerful man in Belmare went down on one knee for her, and the proposal took over every feed in the city. That was when Weston started to regret all of it. He backed her into a corner that night with his eyes red. "Adeline, we're not divorced yet. Did I ever say you could take a proposal?"