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Love Was Never Enough

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In the billionaire romance Love Was Never Enough, Jeanette Schafer endures three years of marriage to the wheelchair-bound Skyler Weisberg. After he recovers and chooses his first love over her, Jeanette files for divorce. Read this modern novel to see if his regret comes too late.
Love Was Never Enough Summary
Jeanette Schafer spent three years as a devoted wife to Skyler Weisberg, caring for him throughout his paralysis despite his open contempt. When Skyler regains his ability to walk, he immediately abandons Jeanette to reunite with his first love, proving her years of sacrifice meant nothing. Realizing her devotion will never be reciprocated, Jeanette fulfills her contract and files for divorce. Only after her departure does Skyler finally grasp the gravity of his loss.
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Love Was Never Enough Chapter 1

For three years of marriage, Jeanette Schafer had devoted herself completely to caring for Skyler Weisberg, who was confined to a wheelchair.

Yet, Skyler harbored nothing but contempt for her. He hated her touch so much that the last time she accidentally brushed against his legs, he locked her out of their home for 99 days.

The day finally came when Skyler's legs had healed enough for him to stand again. Yet, the first thing he did was to drive straight to the airport to pick up his first love.

Years of selfless devotion and tender care meant nothing compared to his 'the one that got away'.

Swallowing the heartbreak, Jeanette made a call. She whispered, "The contract is fulfilled. I'm filing for divorce."

Only after she walked away did Skyler realize what he had lost. But by then, it was already too late.

"Kimmy, my legs are healed! Please come back to me. I'll pick you up at the airport!"

Jeanette Schafer had been crying tears of joy just moments before, but looking at the familiar profile picture on Skyler Weisberg's phone, her smile froze.

She had always known Skyler did not love her. The only woman he had ever truly loved since the beginning was his first love, Kimberly Affleck.

Right after graduating from college three years ago, Skyler had chosen to stay behind and take over the family business, while Kimberly had flown overseas to chase her dreams.

They had chosen different paths, but Skyler had never truly let go of Kimberly. When news reached him that Kimberly had suddenly gotten married abroad, he could not accept the reality. He had raced to the airport in his car, determined to fly to Reaburg and stop the wedding at all costs.

However, Skyler crashed on the highway, leaving his legs permanently disabled and his dreams of chasing after Kimberly shattered. At the time, Jeanette was working as a resident doctor, assisting the chief surgeon in Skyler's complicated leg surgery.

After the operation, the once-proud golden boy could not accept his new reality as a disabled man. He became violent and angry, cursing and throwing tantrums whenever something upset him.

The hospital staff were all afraid to approach him, so they pushed forward Jeanette, who had the least experience.

Jeanette had a gentle, harmless girl-next-door face, which was naturally more approachable than others. Combined with her solid professional skills, patience, and careful attitude, she became the only person in the entire hospital who could get close to Skyler.

Later, when Skyler was discharged, his mother, Dorothea Ashbourne, came to see her. Dorothea offered her five million dollars, hoping she would marry Skyler and provide full-time care for him.

Jeanette was desperate for money to pay for her seriously ill mother's medical bills, so she agreed without hesitation. She quit her hospital job and spent three years pouring herself into Skyler's world.

When Skyler raged because of his injured legs, Jeanette willingly endured all his temper.

When his wounds hurt, Jeanette stayed up all night massaging them for him.

Every time he fell during rehabilitation, she immediately cushioned his fall with her own body. Everyone wondered why this young woman, who suddenly appeared, treated Skyler so well.

Only Jeanette knew that all four years of her college tuition had been paid for by Skyler's scholarship fund. He was the head of the campus philanthropy board, and she had been just another faceless name on his list of sponsored students.

The distance between them had always been so vast that Jeanette never dared to hope for more.

Yet, later, she accidentally encountered Skyler after his accident. She stayed by his side, willing to give him everything she had.

Jeanette used to think that if she continued like this year after year, Skyler would eventually see her worth. However, seeing him share the news of his recovery with Kimberly before anyone else, her heart finally gave out.

After three years of marriage, she seemed to have never entered his heart.

Every year, when Valentine's Day came around, Skyler disappeared without a word. No matter how desperately she searched or how long she waited, he never came home that day.

Eventually, she found out that Valentine's Day was his anniversary with Kimberly. Even though they were miles apart, he still marked the day, still bought her gifts, and still honored her memory like she had never left.

Skyler kept a study in the house, a room she was never allowed to enter. Once, she accidentally walked in while cleaning, and he locked her outside in the pouring rain for an entire night.

The room was filled with nothing but Kimberly's photos.

It was then that Jeanette finally understood that she could never truly move Skyler. Still, she had done her part.

His legs were healed, her task was complete.

While Skyler was still on the phone, happily sharing his recovery with Kimberly, Jeanette stepped into a quiet corner and made a call of her own.

She whispered, "Ma'am, Skyler can walk again. My part of the deal is finished. I'm filing for divorce."

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