Vivian Mercer signed the divorce agreement, left her wedding ring behind, and moved out of the marital home with help from her friends. From that day on, she stopped planning his birthday parties. She stopped caring about his gifts. She stopped waiting for his apologies. When Adrian Pierce finally realized Vivian truly intended to leave him, his eyes reddened instantly. "Honey, can we please not get divorced?" After walking away from the Pierce family, Vivian returned to the career she had abandoned and, through hard work, became a renowned jewelry designer. She became dazzling and impossible to overlook. Only then did Adrian regret everything. He begged for forgiveness and asked her to take him back, but by then, a far better man stood at Vivian's side and treasured her. "Vivian, can we start over? You're the woman I love. Are you really going to throw away everything we've had all these years?" Vivian's answer never changed. She wanted a divorce. Whenever life knocked her down, she would get back on her feet and keep moving forward. She would never look back. Until one day, the elegant man beside her dropped to one knee, took her hand, and murmured, "My love, will you marry me?"

At the Sterling family dinner table, Eliana sat down with her arm linked through Ethan's, as if she were the lady of the house. She brought it up as if casually: "Ethan, I've been looking at houses recently. I heard the Sterling family still has an empty villa in the east of the city. I'd like to move in. Is that alright?" Ethan showed no particular expression, his tone casual: "It's sitting empty anyway. If you want to move in, then move in." Mrs. Sterling also chimed in: "If Eliana likes it, let her live there." They talked among themselves, harmonious and happy, as if they were the real family. No one asked Claire how she felt, and no one asked for her opinion. That villa had been designed by her personally, and it had taken her a year to furnish and perfect. It was her and Ethan's marital home. And now he was giving it away to another woman as a gift! Eliana said happily, "In that case, tomorrow I—" "I don't agree." Claire set her cutlery down heavily, making everyone look at her in shock. "Every last thing in that villa, from the wallpaper to the furniture, was designed by me alone. That is our marital home. What right do you have to let another woman live in it?" Ethan frowned. "It's just a house. You're not going back to live there now anyway. Is there really any need for this?" "There is!" Claire's gaze was firm, her tone forceful. "Ethan, you don't have to love me, but you have no right to take what belongs to me and turn it into a gift to please her." Ethan showed a hint of impatience. The hand he extended was abruptly flung off by Claire, and his face instantly turned pale. She stood up and, in front of everyone, called her lawyer. "Mr. Carter, starting today, I want to reclaim ownership of my house. I will no longer authorize anyone, including the Sterling family, to use it!" She would never allow anyone to trample on her heartfelt efforts! Nor would she allow anyone to trample on her dignity!

"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?"

On their wedding day, Gavin Weston abandoned Layla Bennett to rescue his best friend's widow, turning her into Bayhaven's biggest joke. That very night, the woman and her son moved into the newlyweds' home. Layla had spent 3 years fighting for their secret marriage. Then she discovered Gavin had married her for one reason alone. When she smiled, she reminded him of the woman he'd never gotten over. The moment her divorce was finalized, the man who had vanished 10 years ago leaned against the wall and drawled. "Looks like no one taught you how to judge character while I was gone." A second later, his expression turned awkward, but his words were blunt. "If you're choosing again, I'm first in line." Gavin searched for her like a madman, only to find another man standing at Layla's side. In the end, Gavin, the man who thought he'd controlled the entire game, was the outsider who lost everything.