After the Divorce, I Made My Hockey Superstar Ex-Husband Kneel

I was pregnant, trapped in a loveless marriage with a famous NHL star who told me on our wedding day that I had ruined his life.

At the hospital, I watched him tenderly care for his mistress's sprained ankle while coldly telling his pregnant wife to just go home.

When I finally agreed to a divorce, his powerful family forced me to fake our marriage for his PR. Desperate to rebuild my life, I returned to my career as a sports consultant, only to be assigned to his agency. There, his mistress deliberately altered my data report to frame me. Francesco didn't even look at my proof. He publicly humiliated me, ordered his assistant to kick me out, and watched as his mistress tossed a jewelry box at me out of fake pity.

"Florence, know your place. You can't win against me."

I stared at the man I had loved for years, realizing I was nothing but a disposable joke in their perfect love story. I was stripped of my dignity, my career, and my heart.

But when I returned to my childhood home, I found my loving father and brother on the brink of bankruptcy. Wiping my tears, I realized I couldn't just walk away quietly and be a victim anymore. To save my family and my unborn child, I had to go back into the shark tank, make my own money, and tear down his empire.