Marrying My Ex's Enemy

"Don't! Don't touch me again, Finn! You're not my husband anymore. We're divorced!"

Rose Magenta screamed, pushing with all her strength against the broad, muscular chest in front of her.

"We'll get married again! I want you, Rose."

"Don't, Finn... I'm pregnant,"

Rose pleaded, her eyes brimming with tears.

"But I want you now!"

His heavy breath blew against her chest with intensity.

Rose's strength meant nothing-his solid body didn't even flinch, let alone move away from her weakening figure.

"Aaaakhhh!"

Her cry of pain was ignored by Finn Marck, whose eyes were clouded with uncontrollable desire.

Until-he felt her body go still. Completely still.

Then... something warm, something wet...

"Rose? Bl-blood...? Baby?! Wake up! Wake up, please! No... NO!!"

*

Rose Magenta's family company suddenly went bankrupt because her uncle Bluish committed fraud and embezzlement.

All of her uncle's family members could no longer be found because they had fled abroad.

Meanwhile, Navina, who is the daughter of Rose Magenta's uncle, was a guarantee for a loan taken by Bluish from a giant company with branches in various countries.

Bluish had promised to marry off his daughter Navina to the only son of Mr. Golden Tan, the owner of Golden Finn Group-Finn Marck.

Mr. Golden Tan deliberately sought a life companion for his son, Finn Marck, because for years Finn Marck had been too focused on his work after being betrayed by his fiancée, who left him when they were about to get married several years ago.

Knowing that Bluish had suddenly disappeared, Mr. Golden Tan was furious and searched for Bluish's relatives everywhere, until he found Bluish's older brother-Mr. Emerald, Rose Magenta's father.

"You are Bluish's older brother. You must take responsibility for all your brother's promises and accept all the consequences!"

"I am indeed Bluish's older brother, Mr. Golden Tan. But of course I can't take responsibility for what my brother did, because he also made my company go bankrupt instantly!"

Rose Magenta's father firmly rejected Mr. Golden Tan's demands. How could his beloved daughter bear it all?

"Of course you'd say that, Mr. Emerald. You don't know and haven't seen what was pledged and promised by Bluish, sealed with a stamp."

Mr. Golden Tan gave a signal to his assistant, and the assistant stepped forward.

Mr. Golden Tan's assistant opened a document and politely placed it on the table in front of Rose Magenta's father.

Mr. Emerald's eyes reddened and his jaw tightened. His hands trembled as he read what was written in the document just presented to him.

Bastard! Bluish was truly insane! From the start, he had set a trap with his cunning. And Mr. Emerald had to do this for the dignity and honor of his only daughter.

In an instant, everything changed just as Mr. Golden Tan desired.

"Very well. In that case... Rose Magenta will replace Navina."

Mr. Emerald said firmly while looking at his daughter, whose eyes widened and mouth gaped at her father's statement.

*

Since this afternoon, Rose Magenta had been waiting for her husband's return in their bridal bedroom. Rose Magenta held a pregnancy test in her palm with immense happiness.

Yes, her marriage to Finn Marck, which had only lasted for two months, would soon be blessed with a little baby, as Rose Magenta was now positively pregnant.

Cklek!

"Honey, you're ho-me...?"

Rose Magenta eagerly stood from her seat to welcome her husband home from work.

But suddenly, her voice caught in her throat when she saw her husband walk in with an elegant woman clinging flirtatiously to his strong arm.

The woman looked very sexy. The short dress she wore hugged her body perfectly, with full makeup that masked every wrinkle on her face-so flawless that not a single pore was visible. However, the dress was clearly too short, exposing many parts and curves that would surely tempt any man.

A sarcastic smile formed at the corner of the woman's lips, making Rose Magenta furrow her brows. A big question instantly formed in her mind.

"My fiancée has returned. We're getting divorced right now."

Finn Marck's voice was flat and casual, but for Rose Magenta, it was a disaster.

The world of happiness she had just built collapsed in an instant.

Still holding the pregnancy test result, Rose Magenta clenched it tightly.

She was frozen, stunned by her husband's words. But seeing the woman clinging flirtatiously to her husband's strong arm, Rose Magenta understood the reality she was facing.

"This is our divorce paper. Please sign it now."

Finn Marck said again as he stepped closer to Rose Magenta. He opened the document he brought and placed it on the table along with a pen.

Deg!

Rose Magenta blinked several times, trying to convince herself that what she was seeing was real and not a hallucination.

She looked again at the woman holding onto her husband's arm.

Creshh!

It was excruciating. Her heart felt like it was being pierced by thousands of thorns repeatedly.

This was the luxury apartment that had been their marital home.

Back then, Finn Marck had said it was their love palace from the moment she set foot in it.

But now her husband came home with another woman and walked straight into their bridal room?!

'What the hell?!'

Rose Magenta looked at the king-size bed that had been the silent witness to their love over the past two months.

In fact, almost every night they made love because of Finn Marck's overwhelming desire.

Even when he was rough and wild, Rose Magenta always did her best to please him.

She had never once rejected her husband during their marriage.

Even though their marriage didn't start with love, when Finn Marck welcomed her warmly and touched her body on their wedding night, Rose Magenta believed he had feelings for her.

She had decided that her husband would be her first and last man for the rest of her life.

Love had started to grow and bloom inside her, and she gave her whole heart to him.

Then... why did he suddenly turn around and want to divorce her?

Did Finn Marck really only see her as an outlet?!

Why did he accept the marriage and treat her so kindly if he never loved her?

And if there was no love, how could he make love to her so intensely-almost every time?!

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