The Unwanted Wife's Return (Ex-Husband Wants Me Back)

Nineteen-year-old Hannah Jones has always been the unwanted daughter—overlooked, undervalued, and sacrificed for her family's sake. When her father's company faces bankruptcy, she's forced to marry billionaire Elijah Martinez in place of her spoiled younger sister, Janet.

Framed by her own family as a jealous schemer, Hannah endures cold indifference from Elijah and cruelty from his family. Broken and alone, she finally escapes, leaving the country, her toxic family, and her loveless marriage behind.

Seven years later, Hannah returns as a successful writer and designer with twin children and a fortune of her own. She's ready to divorce Elijah and close that painful chapter forever.

But Elijah, who spent years searching for her after uncovering the truth, refuses to let her go. He's determined to win the heart of the woman he once ignored even if she no longer needs him.

"You're still my wife, Hannah. You're not going anywhere."

"Your wife? I have more money than your entire family now, Elijah. I don't need you or your name anymore."

The Wrong Bride

HANNAH'S POV:

BEGINNINGS:

"What's going on?" I asked quietly, pulling off my headphones as I walked into the living room.

My parents and my younger sister, Janet, were seated on the white couches. Janet had this pleading look on her face as she stared at them. The second I stepped in, all three of them turned to look at me. My heart started pounding.

My mother glanced at Janet, then back at me. Her expression was cold. "We're withdrawing you from school. Go freshen up. You're getting married to Elijah Martinez tonight."

I frowned and confused. The words didn't make sense. "What? What are you talking about?"

I looked back and forth between Janet, who had a strange, unreadable expression, and my parents.

My father's jaw clenched. "Do you think this is a joke, Hannah? Our company is days away from bankruptcy. The Martinez family agreed to help us, but only on one condition. One of our daughters has to marry their son."

The room felt like it was spinning. "I... I don't understand. Why me? Why now?"

"Because Janet is too young," my mother said simply, as if that explained everything. "She's only eighteen. She's still a child with her whole life ahead of her. But you..." She paused, looking me up and down with barely concealed disappointment. "You're older. More mature. And frankly, you don't have much going for you anyway."

The words hit me like a physical blow. I actually took a step back.

"But I don't want to marry him either! I don't even know him," I tried to explain, my voice rising with panic.

"Don't be selfish!" my father snapped, slamming his hand on the armrest. "Your sister has a future. Dreams. This is your chance to finally do something useful for this family instead of just taking up space."

His words shattered something inside me. "I always do everything for this family! I cook, I clean, I help with everything you