Once a Doormat, Now Untouchable
Three years into her marriage to Desmond Hampton, Deborah Wilson finally learned the truth: the woman he loved was his sister-in-law.
On the night his brother died, Deborah saw Desmond's true nature. At the funeral, she did not even flinch when Desmond took a slap meant for his sister-in-law.
She always knew he had married her because she was quiet, obedient, and easy to control. She proved it, even in the way she left him.
No dramatic fights. No tearful confrontations. Just a divorce quietly signed, sealed, and hidden.
What Desmond didn't know was that they were already divorced. Deborah had stopped being quiet and was already seeing someone else.
The day Deborah's breakthrough cancer drug took the world by storm, she received accolades and glory.
Everyone cheered—except Desmond, who dropped to one knee, his eyes bloodshot with desperation, begging for a second chance.
But a possessive arm wrapped around Deborah's waist, declaring to the world, "Sorry, but she's getting
married. To me."