I Married My Quarterback Ex's Boss

Bonita was abducted on their fifth wedding anniversary. A month after being rescued, she found out she was pregnant. She explained over and over that she had never been assaulted, yet nine paternity tests all yielded the same result—the baby she carried shared no blood ties with her husband Enoch Presley. Enoch embraced her through tears and even underwent a vasectomy to prove his unwavering love. Tormented by guilt and self-loathing, Bonita slowly fell apart and slipped into a coma six times. Each time, her husband pulled her back from the brink of death. Then one late night, she walked barefoot to the door of his study and overheard Enoch chatting and laughing with a friend— Her husband had masterminded the kidnapping himself. All nine paternity tests were forged. The medical reports were fabricated. Psychiatric medication had been forced on her intentionally. Every piece of evidence that made her believe she had been violated was an elaborate trap laid by this man to cover up a sex scandal involving another woman, a woman named Gwyneth Lark who was carrying his child. "It's just a little punishment for her," Enoch said. In that instant, Bonita's entire world crumbled. But she did not break down. She picked up her phone and hit record. She terminated the pregnancy, sent the ashes along with divorce papers and the recording to the venue of Enoch and Gwyneth's wedding. The truth exploded before all the guests and live broadcast cameras. By then, she was already on a flight overseas, never looking back. Five years later, she stood on the stage of an international design award ceremony beside someone who truly loved her. The gaunt, haggard man lingering in the corner did not deserve a single glance from her. Never to cross paths again—that was the final gift she left him.