My Ruthless Ex Husband

He spent three years on his knees. He was never meant to be there. Three years ago, Kael woke up in an alley with no memories and no name. A wealthy family took him in, married him to the daughter they'd given up on, and turned him into their live-in servant—the one who apologizes when vases break and doesn't fight back when fists fly. Then something inside him starts to wake up. Hunters begin appearing. Beautiful, inhuman things that speak a name he doesn't recognize, and when they say it, something in him answers. Memories start bleeding through—memories of power, of judgment, of being something far more than human. Kael wasn't a nobody who lost his past. He was a god. The one who held other gods accountable. And when he got too close to their secrets, they ripped away his power, erased his mind, and buried him in a mortal body to suffer and forget. Now he's remembering. But every time he reaches for what he used to be, he loses a piece of the life he built here—his memories, his emotions, his connection to the wife who stayed. His brother, a god of war, is coming to finish the job. Seven days until he arrives. Kael can become what he was and lose everything human about himself, or stay who he is and die.

They broke me, but I conquered… After my father sent me and my mom away for being worthless to him, I met her–Diana, the one woman that showed me what true love was after Mom passed on. But shortly after everything, after Mia was born, she left for another man, still repeating how I was useless. But everything changed when I met her, the one woman with a pure heart. However, family secrets won't stay down forever. When old lies and family drama threaten to destroy everything, will love break me or make me?

"You again?" Sarah’s cousin sneered. "Did you crawl here on all fours, or did they finally give lapdogs valet service?" "He’s not even a real husband," her aunt scoffed. "Just a walking charity case with no bark, no bite, and no balls." Everyone laughed. Michael Thompson just stood there—torn shirt, bruised face, holding a cracked phone and a hospital bill he couldn’t pay. It was their anniversary. His wife didn’t answer his calls. His mother was dying in a hallway. And he had exactly $7.83 in his bank account. But then… the black cars pulled up. The woman in a designer suit bowed to him. And everything changed. "Forgive our delay, Young Master Sterling," she said, handing him a black card with no limit. "Shall we pay the hospital… or purchase it?" Turns out, Michael isn’t just some loser son-in-law. He’s the sole heir to a QUADRILLIONAIRE dynasty—one powerful enough to make world leaders blink and billionaires beg.

For three years, Diego Herrera was mocked as nothing more than a “substitute husband.” His wife sneered, “Diego, you were never my man—you were Alejandro’s replacement.” Humiliated, treated like a parasite, Diego endured in silence. Until the night he walked away. What no one knew? The man they despised was the God of Martial Arts, a healer feared in every hospital, and a hidden CEO whose empire made generals and billionaires kneel. “Diego, you’re worthless!” Isabella spat. He looked at her once, cold and final. “Worthless men don’t make CEOs tremble.” From boardrooms to battlefields, his name will shake nations. Doctors, generals, tycoons—every one bows before him. And every woman who once laughed at him now fights to catch his eye. Heiresses, celebrities, even daughters of the most powerful families… all whisper the same thing—they want him. But Diego has no need to chase. He is the storm. The boss. The man untouchable. “You’ll crawl back to me!” Isabella mocked. He smiled faintly. “No. You’ll kneel.”

They called him Pauper Benedetti. The boy with three shirts, the charity case no one believed in. But when Marco returned after five silent years—he didn’t come back poor. He came back as the War God, forged in fire, crowned in blood, and wealthy enough to make billionaires tremble. He walked into Oriana Caruso’s engagement wearing a cheap suit and carrying a velvet ring box. He left with a wife. Just not the one anyone expected. Isabella Caruso—the quiet, unwanted sister—was the only person who dared speak the truth for him. While Oriana laughed, while society mocked him, Isabella stood alone. So Marco knelt before her with a pink-diamond necklace worth more than the entire ballroom. “Marry me,” Marco said, voice steady. “Why me?” Isabella whispered. “Because when the world pointed guns, you were the one who didn’t flinch.” Now Isabella wears the necklace society can’t stop staring at—while Oriana glares with burning regret. Because the War God didn’t just return wealthy. He returned powerful. And he’s not done. Billionaires will kneel. Families will fall. The world will learn exactly who Marco Benedetti is.

Useless, broken, ordinary, worthless--these were the tags etched on Damien Hale's back by the people meant to be his family. Margaret Reed, his mother-in-law, and Victoria Reed, his own wife, mocked and humiliated him, dismissed as a mere stay-at-home son-in-law. But what no one knew was that he was far from ordinary. Behind the dirty apron and quiet smile was a man with unimaginable power, a man who gave up glory for anonymity and a family... until the day everything collapses. When Vanessa engages with her ex—the charming, manipulative Sebastian— in public, Damien becomes nothing more than a roadblock standing in the way of her “perfect future.” The insults grow bolder, the humiliation more public, and his dying marriage turns into battlefield. But when the Reeds push too far… Ethan finally snaps. As enemies rise and secrets unravel, Vanessa realizes too late that... the husband they bullied, is the king they should have feared. And now he was awake, the world would bleed before he bows again.

The last strand of patience I had snapped into shreds when she chose her ex-lover’s son over our dying daughter. Now she paraded around smiling, flaunting him like a trophy, while I was left with nothing but the cold, lifeless body of my child. This wasn’t about hurt anymore. It wasn’t even about pain. She’d stolen a soul from me — and she would feel every atom of what I felt, and more. “I want a divorce.” “That’s not happening. You and I are in this together,” she screeched, eyes boring into mine, searching for the man who always bent to her will. “You will sign the papers,” I said, every word a quiet stone. “Make me!” I stepped closer. My hand closed at her throat — delicate, trembling under my grip — and forced her to meet me. “Sign the papers,” I whispered, voice low and cold. “Or I’ll make you suffer so that even our daughter hears your screams from six feet under.”

“I. WANT. A. DIVORCE.” Kael thought love meant sacrifice. He gave up his status, his inheritance, his entire world—only to watch his wife hand her heart to someone else. When their daughter falls into a coma, Riley chooses another man’s home over her own child. Broken, Kael vanishes with his daughter, promising never to return… until fate forces him home six months later. This time, he isn’t the Kael people remember. This time, he’s here to reclaim everything they took—NOVEX, his research, his power, his future. What he didn’t count on was meeting a green-eyed, fearless vixen. A stranger who sees the wounds he never speaks of… and stays anyway. But she is Riley's twin sister and she holds a secret in her heart that could destroy the fragile trust their relationship stands on.

Ding! [The Greatest Wealth Master System has been activated] [Mission: Slap your father and mother-in-law] [Success reward 50 million dollars] [Failure penalty, you will be electrocuted to death]. [Time limit 15 minutes]. Erland Colvin is a loser, a useless husband, and a trashy son-in-law to the Thompson family. His life has been so bad that he has suffered from poverty since birth. But the sudden appearance of the greatest wealth system changed his life. All fortunes began to favor him. Even money flowed into his account.

For three years, I was nothing more than her janitor husband. She sneered at me, her family spat on me, and in the end, she shoved divorce papers into my hands and walked away with another man. But the world didn’t know the truth. I wasn’t just Alexander the nobody. I am Alexanderiel Warrick—the lost Centimillionaire King. At the bank, they laughed—until they saw the endless zeroes in my account. At the gala, her new lover bid eight million. I said, “Twenty-five.” The room went silent. Now elites bow. Women admire. And my ex-wife? She drowns in regret, watching the man she discarded rule the world she always dreamed of. “Alexander, please… I was wrong.” “Too late, Lila. The janitor you mocked is now the King you’ll never touch again.”