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“She Chose Fame Over Family… But Came Back Begging for Love” The next time I saw my ex-wife, she had already become the nation’s most envied A-list celebrity.
And me? I was still wasting away at a small film production company.
She and her first love were the golden couple on screen—adored by countless fans.
After being tormented by them again and again, I finally chose divorce.
That night, after we wrapped filming, the producer treated us to a party at a nightclub.
I was wedged between two busty women, drinking my worries away.
Then suddenly—my superstar ex-wife kicked open the private room door, yanked me up by the collar, and shouted:
“You’ve got guts now, huh? Sneaking around behind my back? Do you want me to skin you alive?”
Zoe’s domineering tone instantly lit a fire in me.
“What I do is none of your damn business,” I snapped, pushing her away and staggering three steps back toward my seat.
“Leo, what did you do to piss off that cold and stunning beauty? Careful she doesn’t screw you over,” someone teased.
“How would I know? She’s a damn lunatic,” I replied helplessly.
“Maybe she’s into you, Leo. Your lucky days might be just around the corner.”
That set off a wave of gossip—everyone’s eyes sparkled as they turned toward me.
“There’s definitely something there. She always insists you join the crew whenever she films.”
“And she’s always ridiculously generous with you too. Maybe she’s trying to hook up with you. Oh right—didn’t she buy you a few outfits too?”
I locked eyes coldly with my ex-wife.
“Stop with the nonsense. She’s with Henry. They’re about to get married—for the second time.”
“Second marriage? A superstar has already been married once? For real?”
I no longer bothered to join in their chatter. I stood, pushed Zoe aside, and said:
“I’ve got stuff to do. If you want to drink, there are plenty of guys here who’d be happy to keep you company. Goodbye, superstar.”
I always thought I still had feelings for my ex-wife.
But tonight, that overly flawless face of hers did nothing for me.
The man who once bent over backward for her had already drowned in that doomed marriage.
We’d had a secret marriage that lasted seven years.
But we couldn’t survive the infamous seven-year itch.
The breaking point was our third wedding anniversary.
That night, she hosted a live-streaming gala to celebrate her first love’s return to showbiz—stars filled the stage.
Half the entertainment industry witnessed their sweet, perfect love.
On the stream, the two of them flirted and slow-danced cheek to cheek, as if they were soulmates.
Fans screamed from behind their screens, demanding they become a real couple.
“Zoe, you’ve made me believe in love again!”
“God, the way they looked at each other—so sweet it hurts!”
“Be together, be together! Finally, the world feels complete!”
On one side: a dazzling, earth-shaking love story.
On the other: me, stuck at home with a fever, taking care of our three-year-old daughter.
The glitz, the noise, the fairytale romance—none of it had anything to do with me.
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