Gunpark

My family had arranged everything: an arranged marriage to Gun Park, the fabulously wealthy businessman, solely for business interests and to expand their influence. But I vehemently refused; my heart wasn't mine to give, but belonged to Ghaith, the man I'd dated for seven years, believing he was my lifeline. The night my family confronted me with the truth and the marriage proposal, I had no choice but to run away. Tears streaming down my face, I ran until I reached Ghaith. I threw myself into his arms, sobbing and begging him to let us marry immediately and escape my family's influence and Ghan Park's. Ghaith agreed with a reassuring smile, and we arranged to meet at the courthouse the following day. In the morning, I stood before the courthouse, my heart brimming with joy, waiting for the man I had sacrificed everything for. But the shock was like an earthquake that shattered my life; Ghaith arrived, and he wasn't alone. Another woman was holding his hand. He looked at me coldly and said, in words dripping with cruelty, that his lover deserved to be his husband, that she was far better than me. Not only had he betrayed me, but he had also thrown me out and humiliated me in front of everyone with hurtful words that crushed my pride. That dark night, completely broken, I decided to leave the country. I agreed to marry Gun Park and traveled with him, believing I was simply moving from one torment to another. But behind the mask of the stern businessman, I discovered another side to Gun Park. It turned out that he had loved and adored me long before this marriage. He spared no expense; to win my heart and make up for my heartbreak, he gifted me an antique diamond bracelet worth twenty million dollars, surrounded by his care and love for three years. The days passed and my life changed completely. Now, I'm in my first trimester of pregnancy with the man who took me in. We decided to return to the United States together to settle down, but at the airport, Gunn received an urgent call about business that couldn't be postponed. He looked at me intently and said I had to travel immediately, that he had arranged everything, and that employees from one of his companies would be waiting for me at the arrival airport. I arrived at the US airport and began searching for my hosts. Suddenly, my blood ran cold; the two people standing there, holding a sign that read in bold letters "Gun Park's Wife," were Geeth and his girlfriend. I immediately realized that their small business had become part of my husband's empire, without them even knowing my true identity. I approached them with steady steps, and when Ghayth saw me, his eyes widened in shock, which quickly turned to mockery and derision. He and his girlfriend began hurling the most vile accusations and insults at me, thinking I was just a homeless woman.