
Hate You as much as I Love You
What would a woman do if one day she is waiting for her husband to tell him the news of her pregnancy but he comes home with another woman who is pregnant with his child?
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Ariadne had a perfect life until her mother died in a car accident and her father remarried, bringing a stepmother and stepsister into her life. Once adored by all, Ariadne became an eyesore to everyone, including her father. Her stepmother and stepsister took everything from her.
However, she lost it when their eyes fell on Xander, the sole heir of the richest family in the country and her childhood love. When rumors of Crystal, her step sister and Xander's dating spread, Ariadne used her everything to force Xander into marrying her.
Despite pouring her heart and soul into the marriage Ariadne failed to make Xander reciprocate her feelings. Their loveless marriage came to an end when Crystal returned in their lives.
With a broken heart, Ariadne left the city with a secret and rebuild her life.
Five years later, she returned as a successful interior designer to design her ex-husband's new mansion. But this time, what she saw in Xander's eyes for herself was not hatred. It was something else.
She came face to face with the same people who had wronged her in the past. They still held resentment towards her. But this time Ariadne vowed to strike back at her bullies.
Many secrets were revealed in the process that made Xander regret his past actions. He determined to win Ariadne back.
BUT Will Ariadne be able to forget their past and get back together with Xander or She will choose someone else?
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Chapter 2
Xander walked into the mansion, ignoring Ariadne's warm smile.
"Hey Aria, sorry I came unannounced."Crystal smiled politely at Ariadne.
"What are you doing here?" Ariadne couldn't hide her displeasure upon seeing Crystal with Xander.
"I will tell you, but may I atleast enter?" Crystal kept her sweet smile and polite demeanor intact.
"She came with me; be courteous to your guests." Xander's harsh and warning voice came from behind.
"I am sorry, please come inside." Ariadne said finally.
She didn't miss the faint smirk on Crystal's face before she entered the house.
After some time, Xander, Ariadne and Crystal sat down to dinner.
Crystal kept talking to Xander about some business matter, completely ignoring Ariadne.
Ariadne's heart ached every time Xander used a gentle tone with Crystal. He never talked to her like this.
"Xander! I got the Blue Mall contract."
"Congratulations."
"Thank you; I am very excited. This is my first contract as a CEO. I will come to you if I need help. You will not refuse me, will you?"
"No."
Ariadne knew exactly what Crystal was trying to do. She never failed to demonstrate her capabilities and how worthless Ariadne was in comparison to her.
Ariadne was a worthless housewife living a luxurious life on her husband's money, whereas Crystal was a highly talented independent girl. A successful businessman like Xander, would prefer to have Crystal as his wife rather than Ariadne.
"Oh, Aria, I forgot." Crystal blurted, which made Aria snap out of her reverie.
"I have come here to invite you to my celebration party, as the new CEO of Miller group. As my sister, you must come." taking out an invitation card from her handbag she handed it to Ariadne.
"I have already given Xander his invitation card."
After taking the card Ariadne looked at it. However, the fact that she had given Xander a separate invitation card caught her attention.
"You didn't congratulate Crystal on her achivement, Ariadne." Xander pointed out in a rough voice.
Ariadne looked at him. She felt humiliated in her own house by them.
"Sorry I forgot. Congratulations, Crystal. I will not miss it." swallowing the lump in her throat Ariadne uttered the words.
"Thank you Aria."
No one said anything after that.
After dinner, Xander went into his study to retrieve a file from his desk. He was searching through the files when a soft voice came from behind.
"Are you staying the night here today?"
He paused for a moment after hearing the voice, gritting his teeth.
"No." He resumed looking through the files.
"Did you enjoy the food today?" Ariadne asked nervously.
She spent a lot of time preparing his favourite dishes.
"Yes." he replied absently.
"I prepared them."
"Why don't you stay the night here today? I will make your favourite breakfast tommorrow." holding her breath, she added as there was no response from him.
He came here after a few months, so she was hoping he would stay.
"I have plenty of excellent cooks in my penthouse and they can cook better than you."
She felt dejected. She wanted to spend some time with him. She yearned to get to know him more and express her love to him. However, he had never given her the opportunity.
"Since you don't come here very often, please stay tonight." she made another attemt. The desperation could be seen in her pleading.
Xander paused. He turned around and approached Ariadne where she was standing.
His abrupt act startled Ariadne. She stepped back a little.
"Are you really that frustrated, Ariadne?"
She gulped with fear. He stood very close to her.
"Are you that much frustrated to spend a night with me, that you started to beg now?" He gritted his teeth.
She shook her head, understanding what he meant by spending the night with him.
Xander placed his finger on her lips just as she was about to explain.
"I know what you want; afterall, we have been married for two years and I have not even touched you once."
Ariadne's eyes widened with disbelief at how wrong he thought of her. He looked down at her body, from head to toe. Ariadne felt an unbearable pain and insult.
"You are not bad, but not good enough for me." She stiffened.
"You disgust me, Ariadne." he whispered into her ear.
She shut her eyes, which were now moist.
"But, since you are so frustrated, I have a suggestion for you." He moved closer.
"There are plenty of men around; they might like you. You are not that bad and you are quite famous in that. Don't you?" he said before stepping back.
Her voice got stuck in her throat. She had never felt so humiliated. Emma and Crystal spread many scandals to damage Ariadne's reputation. Some of them included men. What hurt Ariadne most was that even her own father believed them.
Tears streamed down her cheeks as Ariadne openned her eyes to meet the man's gaze.
Xander gently picked a drop of tear from her cheek with his finger and blew it into the air before turning and leaving the room.
Ariadne stood there like a statue. She was too numb to move an inch.
"Did you get the file?"came Crystal's voice from outside.
"Yes." Xander replied.
"Wait, where is Aria?"
"Don't mind her. She is not coming. Let's go now, I will drop you." was their final conversation before the sound of the main door opening and closing was heard.
........
It's the day Crystal was throwing her celebration party.
Together with Jennifer, Ariadne entered the venue. The place was exquisitely decorated. It's Blue Star hotel, one of Blake Corporation's high restaurants.
They passed through the hallway while people stared at them. Ariadne kept her head low, avoiding the gazes of others.
The guests were all well-known businessmen from Zavion City.
Almost none of them knew Ariadne as she had not established herself in the business world or in any other field. Only a few of their family friends and relatives were able to identify her.
However, Ariadne was well aware that everyone disliked her. They described her as a spoilt brat who used to waste her father's money and was now wasting her husband's money. They didn't consider Ariadne to be worthy of Xander as well. They believed Crystal was ideal for him.
After they found a comfortable spot, Ariadne's gaze wandered around the hall in search of a particular person. It didn't take her long to find him.
He was dressed in his usual business attire, a white shirt and a black coat and he looked attractively handsome as always.
However, the presence of the woman beside him broke Ariadne's heart. Crystal was dressed in a stunning red gown and was speaking with some businessmen while Xander stood beside her. She looked stunning and Ariadne could tell that people admired her based on their comments.
Xander's eyes shot towards Ariadne as if he sensed her gaze on him. They held eye contact for a moment before Xander looked away unbothered. Ariadne didn't have the courage to aproach him after their last encounter.
"He didn't even give you a smile. How rude!" Jennifer whispered.
"It's nothing new Jennie."
"Hey, Ariadne, come on here." Crystal spotted them as well. She waved to them. Ariadne went hesitantly. Jennifer trailed behind her.
"This is Ariadne, my sister." Crystal introduced her to the guests who were there. They said hello to each other.
Xander didn't bother to introduce her as his wife to them. He looked unfazed.
"Do you run the family business as well?" one of them asked Ariadne.
"No, I am a house wife."
"Oh, you are already married."
"She doesn't have any interest in business." Crystal interjected.
"Hey, You are Mr. Blake's wife, right?" a woman asked after examining Ariadne for a while.
Xander pretended not to hear anything. She felt disappointed.
"Yes." Ariadne replied.
"Oh, I see."
They stared at her with criticism in their eyes. It's obvious they didn't think she was deserving of Xander.
"I have heard that you spent a long time abroad." the woman added.
"I went for study." Ariadne furrowed her brows.
She was interested in design and went abroad to study the subject. However, Emma and Crystal spread rumors that she went abroad to live a lavish life, away from her family's restriction.
"Oh, what did you study?"
"Design."
"Oh." she said dismissively, as if it had made no impression on her.
"You are the older daughter, and you are a talented woman with unrivaled beauty. I am surprised that Mr. Blake married your younger sister instead of you." the woman looked at Crystal.
"Don't mind my words Mrs. Blake, I don't mean to offend you; I am just curious."
"Why don't you tell them why I married you?" at this point Xander spoke.
Ariadne looked at him, meeting his mocking gaze and faint smirk. She couldn't believe that Xander was attempting to embarrass her infront of all those people.
"Grandpa had our marriage fixed when we were younger." she replied after sometime. Sweat began to fill her face.
"Grandpa?" the woman looked confused.
"Mr. William Blake."
"Oh, that explains why."
"You look stunning Miss Crystal. Mr. Blake must be regretting marrying your sister instead of you."
The woman was Crystal's close acquaintance, so she must have known everything about them as she continued to insult Ariadne indirectly.
"You are too much, Mrs. Garner." Crystal blushed and lowered her face.
Jennifer rolled her eyes.
Ariadne began to feel uncomfortable standing there.
It's true that compared to her, Crystal looked more gorgeous. Ariadne used to be one of the most attractive girls of Zavion City. However, ever since she became Mrs. Blake, she had been depressed due to constant heartbreak. Sleepless nights had resulted in dark circles around her eyes.
She also lost weight. She no longer resembled the Ariadne that she once was, either physically or mentally.
"I am kidding, of course." the woman laughed.
The people then engaged in their conversation, completely ignoring Ariadne.
"Excuse us gentlemen." saying that, Ariadne left the group. She had enough of their nonsense.
They overheard a lot of gossips as they moved through the crowd.
"I have never seen Mr. Blake bring his wife with him to a public event. Look in this party as well. Mr. Blake is not with his wife, but with Miss Crystal and other guests."
"I think the rumours that Mr. Blake doesn't love his wife are true."
"Who could possibly love a girl like that?"
"Take a look at her sister, Miss Crystal; not only is she gorgeous, but she is also a successful woman. She even assumed leadership of the company and extended a helping hand to her father. Mr. Miller must be proud to have such a daughter. She has made her parents proud."
"She invited us to humiliate you." Jennifer was furious.
"What does She think she is? Xander's wife?"
"But Xander doesn't appear to be bothered by her antics. He is even supporting her." Ariadne sighed tiredly.
"He should be with you, not her. He didn't even acknowledge your presence."
Through the whole party Ariadne and Jennifer stayed in a corner.
While everyone praised Crystal for her achievements, they didn't hide their dislike for Ariadne.
However, nobody brought up the fact that she was the rightful heir of Aaron Miller as his only biological daughter. But her father gave the position to Crystal.
It's true that Ariadne had never involved herself in the family business as she was not interested in business. Nevertheless, her family didn't even consider to let her know about their decision.
It appeared that Crystal would have been given the position even if Ariadne had expressed interest. Thus, she didn't say anything about it.
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9.5
My boyfriend, Jefferson, convinced me to give up my Yale scholarship for him. He was my secret, my escape from the shame of my mother's past, and I threw away my future for our love.
Then, at a gala, he publicly announced his engagement to Aubrey Carroll-the girl who made my high school years a living hell.
He trapped me in his mansion, forcing me to become her personal servant. She tortured me daily, culminating in her brutally killing our dog, Charlie, with a garden trowel.
When her friends arrived, they joined in, stripping me half-naked and live-streaming my panic attack for the world to see.
The man who once promised to protect me watched as they destroyed me.
But as I lay bleeding out on the floor, it wasn't an ambulance that arrived. It was the private security of Alexzander Stevens-my estranged, billionaire grandfather.
He revealed I was his sole heiress, and now, we were going to make them pay for every last tear.

8.9
I sold myself into a loveless marriage for $500,000 just to afford my little niece's life-saving surgery.
But my new husband, Kash, despised me, completely convinced I was a shameless gold-digger after his assets.
At 2:00 AM, he called to demand I fulfill my end of our twisted bargain: giving him an heir.
He forced me to sign a supplementary agreement surrendering all custody rights before I was even pregnant, treating me like a rented womb he bought at auction.
When my niece's condition suddenly worsened and I desperately begged him for a $50,000 advance, he hurled a black credit card directly at my face, leaving a stinging red welt.
"Take the money and get out," he sneered, his eyes filled with absolute disgust.
He immediately set up real-time transaction alerts to track my every purchase, waiting to catch me on a selfish shopping spree.
He thought I was a parasite, completely unaware that every single penny went straight to the pediatric intensive care unit.
Even my abusive former guardians cornered me at the fertility clinic, loudly mocking me for selling my body while my niece was dying.
I endured the degrading contracts, the cold IVF appointments, and Kash's relentless contempt, suffocating under the weight of his cruel assumptions.
Why did he have to strip away my dignity when he already owned my life on paper?
But as I clutched the hospital receipt that finally secured my niece's surgery, the fear inside me died.
With a new career starting tomorrow and a high-powered lawyer suddenly stepping in to audit my stolen inheritance, I was done playing the helpless victim.
I was going to show my arrogant husband exactly what happens when you push a desperate woman too far.

8.0
Finley's stepfather gave her a sickening ultimatum: marry her predatory stepbrother Shane tonight, or he would throw her fragile mother out on the street.
To escape this hell, she used a matchmaking agency and hastily married a complete stranger. Garrison Strickland claimed to be an ordinary data analyst making $95,000 a year, driving a beat-up Honda Civic, and needing a wife in name only. They got their marriage license at City Hall that very afternoon.
But when Finley returned home to pack her bags and threw the certificate on the table, her family just laughed. Dozier ordered Shane to drag her into the bedroom to "teach her a lesson" and trap her forever.
"Come on, little sister," Shane crooned, lunging at her. "Don't fight it."
Finley's own mother just stared at the floor, blaming Finley for ruining the family, watching blindly as Shane cornered her.
Terrified and desperate, Finley smashed an ashtray over Shane's head and frantically dialed her new husband's number. Shane snatched the phone, mocking the "imaginary husband" before the line went dead. Finley felt a bottomless despair. Garrison was just a normal guy; he would never risk his life against her violent family. She was completely on her own, waiting for the end.
Suddenly, deafening bangs echoed through the house, and Garrison stepped into the living room radiating a cold, terrifying fury. This supposedly "frugal data analyst" effortlessly snapped Shane's wrist, leveled a ruthless death threat that made Dozier tremble, and whisked Finley away in a waiting Bentley. Looking at the powerful man beside her, Finley's heart raced: just who exactly had she married today?

8.2
My wedding to Ethan Reed was just weeks away.
After seven years, I was certain of our perfect future.
Then, Ethan claimed "selective amnesia" from a head injury, forgetting only me.
I tried to make him remember, until I overheard his video call.
"Total genius move," he boasted to friends.
His amnesia was a fake "hall pass" to pursue influencer Chloe Vance before our wedding.
Heartbroken, I feigned belief.
I endured his open flirting with Chloe and their taunting selfies.
He mocked my distress, prioritizing Chloe's fake emergency.
After an accident he caused, he abandoned me, injured, choosing to send Chloe to the hospital first.
He even tried to cut me off financially.
How could my fiancé be this cruel, calculating monster?
His betrayal poisoned every memory.
I felt like a fool for trusting such boundless cruelty.
His audacity left me reeling.
But I wouldn’t be his victim.
Instead of breaking, a cold plan formed.
I would shed my identity, become Olivia Carter.
I would disappear, leaving him, my past, and his engagement ring behind forever, claiming my freedom.

7.5
To survive a lethal genetic breakdown, Holden, a legendary mercenary known as "Ghost," was forced into an arranged marriage with the wealthy heiress Julia Ramsey.
But the moment he stepped into the lavish estate wearing an oil-stained jacket, he was treated like absolute garbage.
Julia accused him of being a perverted stalker, pulling a gun on him and demanding he be thrown out. Even after Holden used a forbidden kinetic strike to save her grandfather from a fatal heart attack, the family still looked at him with pure disgust. Julia confined him to a cramped guest room, warning him to stay out of her life. To make matters worse, his other estranged fiancée, an elite military commander, barged into the penthouse just to throw an annulment in his face.
"You are a pathetic, bottom-feeding parasite! You have no ambition. You hide in this woman's apartment like a stray dog. You are entirely beneath me."
She mocked him in front of Julia, completely blind to the fact that Holden had just effortlessly incapacitated her Tier-1 operative with a single strike. They all thought he was just a greedy, low-class thug clinging to their wealth. They had no idea they were mocking an apex predator who commanded the city's underground and hunted mutant monsters for sport.
When Julia forced him to attend a high-society yacht party as part of a trap to publicly humiliate him, Holden just smirked and took a sip of his cheap beer.
He was more than happy to play along, already calculating exactly how he was going to tear their arrogant little world apart.

7.7
Jaclyn woke up in the sterile hospital room after falling down the stairs. The nurse delivered the devastating news: she had bled heavily and lost her baby.
But before she could even cry, her trusted cousins, Katelyn and Cherri, locked the door and revealed the horrifying truth.
"It wasn't an accident," Katelyn smirked, pinning Jaclyn's arm down. "The lubricant on the top step was a very deliberate choice."
They needed her broken and unstable. They had forged her signature, draining her massive trust fund to save their uncle's bankrupt business.
What shattered Jaclyn's world was the fresh hickey on Cherri's neck. Her lover, Bradford, had helped plan the entire murder.
When Jaclyn tried to scream, they smothered her with a pillow, framing her as a lunatic having a mental breakdown.
Two weeks later, when she confronted them, Bradford violently shoved her through a second-story glass window to silence her forever.
As she fell to her death, the husband she had spent her life hating—the ruthless billionaire Gaines—burst through the doors.
He threw himself forward, his face filled with pure terror, desperately trying to catch her.
When her body hit the stone patio, Gaines fell to his knees in her blood, weeping and begging her not to close her eyes.
Until her last breath, Jaclyn was consumed by suffocating regret. Why did she trust the monsters who killed her, and hate the only man who truly loved her?
Opening her eyes again, she was back in the penthouse, exactly one month into her marriage with Gaines.