Divorcing My Superstar Husband: Watch Me Shine

I was bound in a two-year contract marriage to NHL superstar Beckett Carlisle to save his ruined reputation.

I foolishly thought time might change things, until his childhood sweetheart sent me a photo of him at a bar.

"He's with me. -C," the text read.

When he came home drunk, reeking of her perfume, he smashed my phone against the marble table just because I ignored him.

The next morning, when I handed him our prenuptial agreement and demanded a divorce, his icy eyes darkened.

"We have a duty to fulfill spousal obligations," he sneered.