Mrs. No More, CEO at Last

**In six years of marriage, I sacrificed everything for this family.** But my husband, Arthur, poured all his time and energy into another woman. Even worse, my own children wished for his mistress to be their mother. When I realized I had been completely discarded—left truly alone in this house—something changed. My eyes fell upon my mother’s Nobel Prize medal, and a fire ignited within me. A resolve of steel hardened my heart: **From this moment on, I would live for myself!** Husband? Divorce him. Children? I was done with them. From now on, I would be the master of my own destiny! I returned to the laboratory, commanded the podium, and claimed the very same honors my mother once held. But when I finally shoved the divorce papers into Arthur’s hands, his world—and the children’s—collapsed. His initial flash of rage instantly crumbled. With bloodshot eyes, he fell to his knees before me, his voice hoarse and broken. "Irene... I’m begging you... please don't leave me..."