All Chapters of Married To My Ex Husband Rival : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

**Aurora's POV**I stared at the pregnancy strip sitting on the edge of the sink, my heart pounding so fast I could barely breathe.*Please,* I whispered to the empty bathroom, closing my eyes tight. *Just let it be two lines this time. Please, just once.*When I finally forced myself to open my eyes and look down, I felt sick.One single pink line. Negative. Again.A sob broke out of my throat before I could stop it. My legs completely gave out, and I just slid down the bathroom door until I was sitting flat on the cold floor, burying my face in my hands. I just sat there crying, everything blurring around me.Three years. It had been exactly three years since I walked down the aisle, so happy, thinking I was starting the best chapter of my life. I was thirty now, and instead of a house filled with kids, I just felt completely empty. Every single negative test felt like a reminder of how alone I really was. After the house fire took my entire family and left me an orphan with nobody

Aurora's POV**The morning after our massive fight was completely dead silent. I woke up with my eyelids feeling so swollen and heavy from crying all night. When I rolled over to Donald’s side of the bed, the sheets were already cold and smooth. He had left for the office without saying a single word to me.I spent the entire day trying to stay busy, mostly to keep myself from completely losing my mind. I scrubbed the kitchen counters until my fingers were raw, reorganized the pantry, and did anything I could just to feel useful. Donald’s words from last night kept looping in my head like a bad song on repeat. Dumb. Fat. Dirty. Every time those words hit me, a fresh wave of shame would wash over me, making me feel so incredibly small. I tried to tell myself he was just stressed. The firm was facing a lot of pressure, and he was just taking it out on me. He didn't mean it. He couldn't have meant it.To make up for everything, I decided to cook his absolute favorite dinner. I made a

**Aurora's POV**My knees completely gave out. I would have collapsed straight onto the polished marble floor of the hotel lobby if a pair of strong arms hadn't suddenly grabbed me from behind, pulling me back into the shadows of the massive pillar."Step back, Aurora," Jasmine whispered harshly in my ear, her grip on my shoulders like iron. "Do not let them see you look this pathetic. Do not give them that satisfaction. I won't let them see you look so miserable."I spun around, my tear-filled eyes widening in absolute shock as I looked at her. "Jasmine? What are you doing here?""My husband was invited to this gala, Aurora," Jasmine said, her voice shaking with a mixture of anger and disbelief. "I’ve been trying to call you for the past thirty minutes. I was standing near the entrance when I saw Donald walk in with Lily, and my jaw literally dropped. I couldn't even believe my eyes. I was trying to call you to tell you what the hell I was seeing, not knowing you were already on yo

**Aurora's POV**The walls of the bedroom were closing in on me, suffocating me until my lungs burned for oxygen. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't look at Donald’s face for another second. He had already turned his back to me, climbing into our bed and pulling the sheets up, completely unbothered by the fact that he had just stripped away every single ounce of my human dignity.*A woman who couldn't even produce a single egg for three years. You are just a useless piece of skin.*The words echoed in my head, a vicious, repeating loop that shattered my mind completely. I stumbled back onto my feet, my body shaking so violently I could barely control my limbs. I didn't grab a coat. I didn't grab my shoes. I just ran.I pushed open the bedroom door and sprinted down the dark hallway, my bare feet slapping against the cold hardwood stairs. I heard Lola's bedroom door click open as I reached the foyer, her voice calling out to me in a frightened whisper, but I couldn't stop. I threw open t

Aurora's POV**I became completely invisible in my own home. From the morning I moved my few belongings into the dark guest room at the far end of the east wing, the mansion belonged entirely to Lily. Donald no longer addressed me with even a shred of common decency. He was attentive to Lily in ways he had never been to me in years, escorting her down the grand staircase for meals, calling the private doctors constantly to check on her, and praising her for the simplest things.And me? I was ordered to be considerate. I was ordered to be supportive. I was explicitly told by my own husband to give Lily whatever she wanted, no matter how small or unreasonable the request."You are just a barren lowlife," Donald had told me coldly across the dining table when Lily complained about the noise of my footsteps. "Lily is giving this family a future. She holds a noble status in this house now, and you will treat her with absolute respect."His words destroyed what little pride I had left in