Too Late, Mr. Blackwood. I’m Your Auntie Now!

On their third anniversary, Brielle Sterling received no gift. Instead, an anonymous text led her to a secret apartment, where she found her husband, Desmond Blackwood, wrapped around his pregnant secretary. The eight years of love she’d cherished vanished in that one soul-crushing moment. For three years, Brielle had sacrificed a brilliant scientific career to be the perfect wife. Her reward was his family’s scorn and Desmond’s sickening belief that he could have a mistress and still love her. He thought she was trapped, shackled to him by her father’s life-or-death medical bills. He assumed she would silently accept his betrayal. He was wrong. Serving him divorce papers, Brielle walked out of their gilded cage and back into a laboratory. She shed the identity of a broken wife and re-emerged as the star biologist she was always meant to be, her comeback shaking the industry. When a broken and desperate Desmond finally tracked her down to beg for her return, he found his icy ex-wife shielded in the arms of his own uncle. The imposing Roman Blackwood stared down at his nephew, his voice a low, lethal command: “She is not your wife. You will call her ‘Auntie’.”